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

by Wendy Heiss

“Isn't it your sole duty to adore your God? The more ignorant one is, the more faithful they remain. You can question less when you know very little.”

“Careful, Winter. That gullibility is almost charming. No one would want to charm a man like me.”

“Pray harder, Miriam. Perhaps one of these days your God will listen and at least have a good laugh.”

She narrowed her eyes on him. “You want to hear me scream and shiver from fear, don’t you?” “I do,” he said, standing and heading towards the upper floor. “Just not from fear.”

“What if I want to disturb you?” Her pulse went on a run again. “I cannot allow you to do that. The lives of many rely on you solving this.” “I’ll save them all if you give me your attention.”

“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.”

“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.”

You said happiness comes in many forms. Mine is shaped like you. Has a mind shaped like yours, and a voice I never want out of my head.”