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“I know that once you are in love”—he kissed her again softly—“and once you have bonded to another”—another kiss to her forehead—“you Slayers are incapable of stopping it or hurting the one you’ve chosen. It doesn’t matter how it destroys you.”
If she and I were the only two left in all the realms, I wouldn’t care. I would rule her. I would worship her. I would punish her.
I heard once that if you are angry about something, it was really because you were sad about it. Maybe it was true, maybe it wasn’t. All I knew was that I was always angry, but if I let myself think about the reason why, I would cry until my tears drowned every bird in the sky.
You don’t love someone full of hate and depravity. But most of all, you don’t kill someone you love. Even monsters didn’t do that.
I didn’t give a shit what her name was. Mine was the only name she deserved.
She thought I was awful when I hated her. She’s about to learn just how horrible I am in love with her.
She was a vision of grace and beauty standing in the bright hallway, watching me, her smooth, tanned face overflowing with laughter and joy.
Charlize Theron fancast
or Lena Headey she does have Cersei vibes
Malum Mendax, the Unseelie prince, tilted his head in a chilling movement.
“You’re—you’re dead,”
“Only on the inside,”
“Have you ever wondered why the only two kingdoms at war in all the realms have two queens and no kings?”
“You really should know more about someone before you threaten them. You see, I know things too, child. I know that the queen isn’t the family member who is going to destroy your heart. There’s a lot more to know than they allow these Seelie sheep to believe. Nearly everyone outside of Seelie knows the truth. You’ve never wondered why the Seelie and Unseelie queens hate each other so much? Or why it is that they both happen to have dead husbands?”
“You seem like a smart girl. What’s the main reason women want to poison their husbands? Or the reason two seemingly intelligent women fight? Wake up, child, and use that brain of yours. Get out of Seelie before it’s too late for all of you.”
“She isn’t who you think she is. She killed me. She’s magnificent,”
“You belong with me. In the Elysian Fields with Aether or the depths of Tartarus with Kaohs—you will always be mine. Always.”
“You are an alluring rose with secret thorns. A droplet of rain fighting to quench and to drown,” he said, looking deranged and enthralled all at the same time. “You are my only care in life.”
“If I’m the monster and you the knight, then Aurelius must be the damsel in distress. Tell me, do you ever grow tired of letting him think you are the princess in the tower and not the dragon that guards it?”
“You are the keeper of my soul, no matter what castle you choose to reign over,”
Every inkling of doubt and deceit I had ignored were brushed from the corners of my anguished mind to lay as a pile of kindling. Rage and heartache lit the tinder.
“I am nothing more than a soul without residence since you left me, and I refuse to bear a life without you. Should I die, let it be by your hand, so that your touch is what I remember when I haunt every single dwelling you inhabit. Soon enough, you will meet with me again in Tartarus.” His voice softened while his eyes steeled. “Go on, Calypso, make your life better and finish me off. For good this time.” His right dimple popped. “It makes no difference to me if I’m dead or alive when I chase you.”
“Fine. You don’t want to go with me?” he whispered against my lips but not moving away. “Then I’ll stay here and unleash death and destruction on this castle and realm until you are ready to leave with me.”
One rarely sees the ghost in their attic, but they know he’s there.
“Your lips feel like happiness and sunshine,” I muttered. I didn’t want to move for fear I would lose the feeling. “You taste like sadness. Or a rainy day that doesn’t know light should be in the sky,” he whispered against my lips. “Allow me to be your umbrella, Cal. Let me keep the rain from touching you ever again.”
“What did you do?” Adrianna whimpered just before the car smashed into the wall.
I am possessed with a cruel and bloody love that collapses and suffocates, squeezes and rips until scars and bruises are the only traces left. She is the noose that hangs me, the rope that strangles and chokes at my soul, and no one—not her or anyone—could ever be left as breathless as I am.”
“What happened is you infected my soul and placed yourself in an exceedingly dangerous position. The sole person I would ignite the entire world for is tied to the one person I would give an entire world to burn.”
“What do you not understand, Calypso? I will lie, cheat, steal, and kill just to be close enough so I can taste the spent breath from your lungs. You are my only soul. Without you, I am merely a hollow cavity of flesh, a ghoul that will haunt and track your every step and gambit. Whether you accept it or not, you and I belong together. No two creatures were ever made more perfectly for one another,”
“Well, good girl, come get on your knees. Your good guy is about to watch the bad guy slide his cock down your throat.”
Eli was my hero; he always had been. Mendax was my villain, and he always would be. Deep down, I knew I loved them both. But the problem was, who was I? Did I belong to the night or the sun? Was I a hero or a villain?
How many times could one person play dead? Perhaps he should have been given the nickname of pet.
