Soul of a Witch (Souls Trilogy, #3)
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“I love you,” I said. “I love you more than life itself, more than my own freedom. For you and you alone, I’ve stayed alive, Everly. For you, I would face everything I ever feared. I’ve lived a thousand lifetimes and I swear I’ve loved you in every one of them.”
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“There was a time when I never wanted to go back,” he said. “Every familiar place caused me pain. There were memories everywhere, inescapable reminders of those I’d lost. It’s still painful. I don’t think mourning ever truly ends.
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“Forget the lies you’ve been told, Everly.” He lifted my hands to kiss my knuckles. “Forget everything that has made you doubt what you know you can do. I’ll show you the way. I’ll be right there with you, every moment. You’ve learned how to guard your mind, how to lock it up tight and let nothing in. Now, you need to learn how to let your mind wander again.”
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“Money” didn’t have a purpose here. We used it only for our expeditions to the human world. Amongst our own kind, there was no reason for any of us to go without something we needed. Hell was a massive and bountiful place, and we were better off when we looked out for each other. What good was freedom if it was reserved only for those privileged enough to attain it?
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“Fuck, you’re glorious. Should be a sin — a fucking sin to feel so good, to look so irresistibly perfect. Every inch of you…” His hands trailed over me, grasping and possessive. My head fell back against his shoulder, my body beyond my control. “Mine. My witch, my goddess, my whore. In sickness and in health, in life and beyond death. Always and forever.” My bliss exploded into ecstasy. All I could do was breathe, swaddled in the tight grip of his arms, ravaged by the intensity of his body.