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If I ever saw that in the eyes of one of my own children, I would tear this world to pieces. - Rhys Wylder
Everything but him. I can’t look, it’s blinding. He’s blinding.
The pain that consumed me still flutters through my veins in waves of aftershock. The only reminder that I felt that level of torture because now he’s…
whether he’s calculating his next move to use me to his advantage, or… No, Raven. Not him, not them. They wouldn’t…would they?
He’s not looking my way like Creed, and I can’t decide whether I prefer it or hate it.
Fuck following the sun. Fuck destroying the shadows. Fuck everything but my next breath.
While Raven is…wilting. I can’t look at her right now, seeing the distress oozing from her while it’s impossible for me to fix.
He lifts his eyes, silently begging me to challenge him, but I know when to keep my mouth shut… When I’m dead.
Instead, I hear Sebastian speaking, but he’s quieter now. “Yeah… No… He’s not a threat, not like he hopes to be anyway… No, we continue on as planned.”
“They didn't just magically appear, Genie. You’re fucked up. Now, do you have anything else to say before…” I play her at her own game, letting my words trail off.
“Are you not going to enjoy the view?” Ari asks, a sense of amusement in his tone, and I scowl, even though he can’t see me. “I wasn’t aware there was anything to enjoy,” I snap, attempting to pry an eye open but faltering at the last second.
“It’s beautiful.” “It is. It’s just a pity it’s only superficial and if you look below the surface, it’s not as sweet at its core,” he replies, and sadness floods me.

