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“Two can keep a secret, if one of them is dead,”
If no one fights, everyone dies. War does not discriminate. No one is safe.
“Your optimism is refreshing, but it’s bordering on delusion.”
Freedom lured me more than the promise of power ever would. It was a siren’s song for me, one so alluring I’d throw myself off a mountain for it and hope I’d survive the fall.
“Do so, and someone will make you a queen, Violet. Be careful what you wish for.” “Reach for the stars, bitch,” Clara growled. “I’ll be right by your side gathering your army.” When we smiled at each other, I could have sworn the ground trembled.
“Goodness is not the stuff of fairy tales. Being good is making difficult decisions to save the most and sacrifice the few. Goodness is knowing you will die to save someone else and choosing it anyway. Goodness, darling Violet, is letting the most powerful fae king in existence walk free because it is the right thing to do.”
A place of peace in the heart of monsters.”
“To kicking Michael’s ass!” Clara shouted. “Here, here!” shouted everyone, including Lucifer. My heart felt light for the first time in a long time. Hope circled our group, gripping us tight. We’d need it as time went on. We’d need more than hope, more than love. We’d need courage, bravery, recklessness, and more if we were to survive. But with this crew? We had all that in spades.
Surviving took a lot of wit, but it mostly took a deep understanding of psychology and a healthy dose of paranoia.
