Skyshade (Lightlark, #3)

by Alex Aster

“Just because we’re married, don’t think I won’t gut you.” Only when she reached the door did she hear him say, “I would expect nothing less, wife.”

She wanted to tell him that she needed to hide most here, because despite hating him, she loved him, and that love had made her do horrible things.

Thats sad and hurtful that she feels that way. Like he wasnt worth it

“Please,” he said, his eyes wide. Desperate. “Please don’t go. I’m sorry. Hate me,” he pleaded. “Hate me all you want. Hate me forever. Just—just don’t leave.” He took a step toward her. “I love you, Isla. I need you.”

...Im just gonna go huddle over here and cry

The old woman’s words might usually have been enough warning to keep her inside . . . but the storm was the perfect cover for her own plans.

Not the brightest idea you have ever had but ok

“You’ll watch how you speak to my wife in our home.” Grim’s voice was as piercing as the blade at his side.

A MAN

“Don’t apologize,” he said. “You can touch me wherever you like, wife.”

Teehee

“I wish I hadn’t given myself to you, like a fool. I wish I hadn’t let you betray me, and lie to me, and manipulate me, and I hate you.” Her chest was heaving. “I hate you, I hate you, and I would throw this damned necklace into the sea if I could!”

Bro wtf

“You’re leering at me.” She immediately found somewhere else to look. “I am not.” “Leer away, wife. I don’t mind.”

The "wife" nickname never fails to make me swoon

“I’m your husband. I’m yours.” His voice was nearly a growl as he said, “And you . . . wife . . . are mine.”

“You’re right. I don’t know what love is. I don’t know how to love. If you ever gave me another chance to love you, I would learn. I would learn the right way to love you.”

Her father. He had been Grim’s general, a powerful Nightshade, from a prominent family.

✨dads best friend✨

Again, she briefly considered going to the blacksmith and having him take off her bracelets. She could use Oro’s flair to see who was telling the truth . . . No. It wasn’t worth the risk or useful,

Im sorry but this is the dumbest decision ever made

In his eyes, she saw unfiltered pain. Gone was the cold, heartless king of Lightlark. No, this one had a heart. And she had broken it.

My Shaylaaa

“You didn’t really think I didn’t know what you were up to, did you?” She froze. How much did he know? He raised a brow. “Beautiful woman wearing snakes and killing wretched men with blades through their hearts? The heartripper.” He stepped toward her. “That could only be my wife.”

Isla if you really dont want him i can take him off your hands

“Hearteater. As far as I’m concerned, you killed me the day you met me. I’ve never been the same.” His lips trailed back up, across the corner of her mouth, all the way to her ear before he whispered, “I’ll see you at the alter tomorrow.”

“I won’t pretend I’ll ever be a good man,” he said. “But I’ll be good to you.”

“My memory is useless, when it comes to you,” he murmured. “You’re always so much more beautiful than I remember.”

And, even as she hid her true purpose for being here, she meant it.

Ew

“You said before, I don’t know what love is . . . but I do. I know it means us being infinite. It means our fates being tied together regardless of where we are, or whether we live or die.” He trailed his knuckles down her cheek. “I’m not sure of much in this world, Isla, but I am sure of this. My love for you doesn’t know reason. It doesn’t know limit. It doesn’t know death. In every universe, every timeline, I am yours . . . and you are mine.”

No use in waiting. Wincing against the feeling of the fabric shifting against her raw skin, she slowly peeled the rest of her clothing off, until she was naked. She crossed her legs and pulled them to her chest, in an attempt to cover anything she could.

Girl what

He was so content—so happy, so deep in sleep—that he didn’t even hear her leave.

Miss Isla what tf

“I go to that cliff, that beach, every single morning because the sea is the green of your eyes, and it’s the closest I get to waking up next to you.”

“I want you. I still want you, even though you’re a traitor. I still want you, even though you’re my enemy. I still want you, even though you might kill me. I want you, I want you, I want you, and it is the most selfish thing I have ever felt.”

She took—she had taken the power of every single person she had ever killed. Shame consumed her, and she shook with rage. She fed on death. Death.

Thats actually really cool