Of Blood and Aether (Harbingers, #1)

by Harper Hawthorne

“That’s adorable, actually. And you still have a thing for citrus, don’t you?” she mused. I thought of that first day she’d caught my eye, the lemon-and-sunshine scent of her skin that immediately captured my attention. I hadn’t managed to look away since. “Yeah, maybe.”

A child weaned with blood on the tongue has no room to develop a taste for things like milk and honey.

“I won’t need to,” he smirked. “Oh, and Arken?” “What?” I snapped. “Consider this your warning.”

The Catalyst and the Conduit. Bound by a fate of inevitable destruction. Arken was the second Harbinger.

“I am comforted to know that you have finally found something you’ll fight to protect,” Abraxas explained. “Your solys.” Your guiding light.