Shadow & Storms (The Legends of Thezmarr, #4)

by Helen Scheuerer

‘You haven’t changed.’ ‘Why would she?’ Talemir interjected, striding forward and dropping a kiss to his wife’s temple. ‘There’s no improving perfection.’

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‘You protected my son,’ he told him. ‘Never apologise for that.’

‘Life does not stop after the death of a single person.’

‘You never need to thank me,’ Wilder told her. ‘I will always fight for you. And it’s my honour to do so.’

Don’t let the world – don’t let anyone convince you that you’re not enough. Only you define your story. You and you alone. When they tell you what you’re not, when they tell you what you can’t do, remember: you are the storm, Elwren. You split the skies and flood the plains. You make the ground tremble beneath their boots. No one can fucking stop you.’

‘Good. I think you’ll find it very effective. Never underestimate how badly I want to bury my cock inside you.’

Thea hurt for Anya, that one of her oldest, closest friends wasn’t here for her funeral. But she understood, as best she could, that people had to grieve in their own way,

She was a mosaic of contradictions, a blend of darkness and light, and as such, she mirrored the very heart of humanity.’

Loved Anya. Said she didn’t have a better, happier ending.