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Mariah Salis had always found it easier to tumble head-first into chaos than to sit comfortably still in peace.
same
People always needed a place to get drunk.
alaska?
“Stop apologizing and just start acting like the adult you so desperately want to be.”
“Don’t you wish to … to enter courtships? To find love? To marry?” Not even if the stars winked out and the moons fell from the sky.
“I’m Ciana. We’re going to be friends—sorry, you don’t get a say in that. Either accept it or … well, accept it.”
Kalen and Ryenne had been together for over three centuries. That length of time, that sort of commitment, was unfathomable to Mariah. The thought of sharing so much life with anyone sent a shiver crawling up her spine, slimy disgust resting in her chest. That sort of love could only be a weakness.
It may also be the most valuable lesson we have to learn from Qhohena: that every sword needs a shield, every great power must be grounded, and even the strongest need protecting.”
“It seemed that while Matheo sought to write his own stories, I was content to simply read them. We grew apart because of it, for a time.”
Mariah found her true joys to be with things she could touch, feel, and taste in the world around her. Or perhaps she’d just never picked up the right book. Either way, this library was glorious and decadent enough to make her want to give reading another try.
He was a constant headache all wrapped up in a tall, dark, and painfully attractive package.
If her stare were daggers, Andrian would be pierced in multiple places, bleeding out upon the smooth tile floors.
yummy
