A Soul to Guide (Duskwalker Brides, #4)

by Opal Reyne

We like ‘em mean, we like ‘em keen, and we like confusing the fuck out of the grump. It’s even better when we can flit around them like a pretty fairy, dazzling them with our charm.

It was the Elysians’ fault they were suffering. Would humans have advanced greatly in the last three hundred and forty years if her people hadn’t brought the Demons upon them by accident?

My flabber is ghasted. I love this bit of information so much

One thing that often caught her attention was the warmth-inducing scent of draflium flowers.

The man?

“I told you to leave her alone,” the stranger said calmly but firmly. “Now fuck off, the lot of you.”

Giving "who hurt you?" vibes

Did he just call me an idiot? She didn’t have any weapons! I guess he is my weapon, though. Go forth, meat shield.

With an irritated growl, refusing to slow down at all, Merikh pulled her from his shoulder and cradled her tall and lithe body in his bulky arms. She crossed her arms over her stomach with a hiss, and he looked down momentarily to notice the drying cut across her cheek. Well... that wouldn’t do. Her face was far too supreme to be marred.

She’d learned he gained intelligence and humanity by eating humans. Just. Like. Demons. Should I tell him the truth about why that is? She was considering it, thinking a person should know themselves when it was important, but she’d gotten the impression that he didn’t like talking about his family.

Girl share with thr class!!!

“I actually happen to think I’m great company, thank you very much, Mr GrumpyBear.” “You know what? From now on, that shall be my name. However, I think we should make it more formal. Sir GrumpyBear, just so you understand the hierarchy of our relationship.” “Then I shall be Queen RaeOfSunshine. Just so you understand the hierarchy of our relationship.” “I kneel for no man, your highness.” Ooh, he was being rather condescending. “Luckily, I’m not a man,” she answered, poking her fork in his direction.

Raewyn smacked him in the chest with the book. “You’re such a bully,” she whined, knowing he was only being playful. “Only to you,” he said as he cupped the back of her head and nuzzled her cheek. “You’re the one creature I do not wish to be harsh towards, but I don’t mind teasing you.” Her stomach swirled with tenderness.

With just one spell, she’d chased away the constant darkness that had been present in his cave – as well as within the corners of his heart. He realised what he’d been seeking for years was something to chase away everything that hurt, everything bleak and dark. He’d been seeking his polar opposite so he could finally feel wanted and accepted. He’d been seeking his own little light, a star to shine in the shroud of darkness and endless void of his life. I want her. Whether it was here in the safety of his ward or in her realm filled with all the magnificent things she’d told him of, whether it was by Jabez’s side or by her people’s side, Merikh wanted the one thing that had ever allowed him to feel... hateless. His orbs turned a bright flamingo pink as he stared at his own personal piece of light – and it wasn’t the one she was holding. I don’t want to let her go. I want her to be mine. He thought he could handle being anywhere, in any world, so long as she was there to brighten it for him.

SWOON

They would be forever entwined. Just like her body, her soul would be his to guide. Through the darkness and the light, the pain and the pleasure, the happiness and the anger, she would be his. He was hoping she could guide him in return, so he didn’t fall back into the bleakness from before she came and upturned his life and heart.

I think... I think I’m falling in love with you, Merikh, she thought, unsure if it was a cold or a warm shiver running down her spine. Her heart skipped in her chest, as both shyness and uncertainty tugged at it.

“I want you to be my beacon on the days the darkness wishes to take hold of me again.”