More on this book
Community
Kindle Notes & Highlights
Read between
September 8 - September 19, 2024
“When I burn this world to embers, and you paint me as the villain, remember, I really did try to be good . . . once.”
Beautiful, she was beautiful even now. Not one single part of her scared me, no matter how hard she tried. The fangs, the eyes, every part was still her, and she was the only one I wanted. I longed for her just as she was, from the thick lashes she closed against the rain to that full, sensual mouth now painted a deep shade of red, to her hair slicked back from her face and hanging far past her shoulders.
but to me, she was still my sweet, protective, caring, fiery Dianna.
Once again, I was reminded that I am not a normal girl with a crush on a normal boy who gave her flowers and told her she was pretty. I was stupid to think I could have even a semblance of normalcy in my life. I was weak and pathetic and didn’t realize that normal died the second I did in that fucking burning desert.
“You’re wrong, Dianna. You are trying to convince yourself, but you know I would have done anything for you and your sister.
“I still care about you. Need you. Want you. I always will.”
“Don’t project onto me. I know you, even if you hate it. You care about me. I know what I felt then, and I know what you felt. It was real. It’s the only thing I can still feel from you, and I will stop at nothing to have you back with me. I won’t let you suffer alone. You know I won’t. I’m too damned stubborn.”
“They wrote stories about us. Me, the Ig’Morruthen, and you, Samkiel, the World Ender. Two creatures destined to spill each other’s blood until the cosmos bled.”
“Another honest moment between us. I remember the things you taught me. How to fight better, be quicker, how to take down something far larger than me, how to be lethal. Every little thing you showed me in that damned mansion when you just wanted to be close to me after our little argument. I remember every word you said, including how you must always have a weapon.”
“I knew you’d only get in my way. Just like the blood that runs through that perfect body of yours, saving people is ingrained in your DNA.
“I am a creature born of chaos, born to destroy you.” She lifted her blade, pointing it at me. “You are the protector of all twelve realms and every dimension in between. Shall we be what we were always destined to be, lover?”
“If you wanted me on my knees, Dianna, all you had to do was ask. You know that.”
“Whatever you want.” Her smile was all fangs and cold brutality. “Whatever I want?” “Always.” “I do want something from you.” She leaned a fraction closer, the tip of her blade pressing into my neck. “I need you to bleed.”
You see death and assume it is against you, but death is natural. It is not cruel or kind. Death takes no sides. Death does not discriminate or hate. It just is, and has remained so since the first living being existed, and will be here long after. It may hurt, but it happens to all.
We can do this dance until this world burns and the next takes its place, but I will still choose you.”
“I’ll carve that damned heart from your body,” she said breathlessly. “Then you’ll leave me alone.”
“If you are truly gone, I refuse to live in a world without you, so you’ll have to angle it further to the right. That’s where a god’s heart lies, and mine already belongs to you, so do with it what you will.”
“I’m going to help you, as I promised. Your burdens are my burdens, remember?”
“We follow those in power, and you, dark queen, are dripping with it.”
He risked his crown, his throne, and the damned world for her, because Dianna was a queen worthy of any king.
She was our queen now. If Samkiel chose her, we would gladly follow her through every realm and back.
“You’re a fool if you think I would be happy in a world where you did not exist.”
So, when the very fabric of the universe burns, I want you to remember that I love you.”
“How deeply you must love someone that death itself fears taking them.”
“I fear no gods and no kings.”

