At the End There Was You (Blue Fairytales, #1)

by Wendy Heiss

“Why did you come out?” “I thought you’d fallen asleep.” She smiled again. “Were you going to come and smother me?” “Why would I do that to the poor woman I’m turning into a cockroach?”

“If Death saw the world with that amber-coloured lens of your eyes, little sun, he’d be doomed. He’d start sending people back to the land of the living before they even stepped on the gates of his world.”

“How do you remain so spirited in a world that has wanted to rob you out of it? How do you fight for others when no one has ever fought for you? How are you so understanding of others when no one has been understanding of you?”

“You’d make any man, God or not, fall on his knees and pray for damnation.” He kissed his way down her neck, marking her pale skin with his mouth. “Nothing would be holier than to be ruined by you.”

“Why not? I want the shadows and the light both to know of the crime I’ve committed by making you mine. That I’ve ruined the one thing pure left in this world. That only I can do it. That they are forbidden to ever want to ruin you. Look at me,”

“I’ll see you from afar, but you’re so stunning in this distance. This must be why they always warn to never fly so close to the sun.”