The Wrath of the Fallen (Gods & Monsters, #4)

by Amber V. Nicole

I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. - A Poison Tree By William Blake

I always knew doing good deeds would eventually fuck me up.

I was a bitch who loved dramatics.

"Do you think he has enough fish memorabilia? I get it. He rules a sea-born city."

“There are far worse things within and past our stars than Death.”

“To have such powerful, ancient beings shuffling and cheating to turn against me honestly touches my heart.”

They are like starved hounds, blindly loyal for mere scraps.

Keep the poor poorer and the rich richer, it seemed, but then I guess we shouldn’t expect anything else from a power-hungry tyrant.

“Just promise me that if you turn to ash or disappear, you’ll take me with you.”

Chaos gifted us what those lower than us deemed as life, but what was life other than this servitude we were bound to?

“You will learn that no matter your choices or your belief in your free will, there must always be a balance. Stars died so that you could breathe air. Creatures crawled on their bellies so that others may have legs. It is and will always be the nature of things. It is older than time, and not even I can change it.”

“History is written by those who survive.

I may be a god, but you are the altar at which I worship.”

I decided a long time ago I would rip the world apart for you, alive or dead. You only need to be threatened for me to start feeling murderous. So, in short, you shouldn’t have made me love you.”

We’re no good traveling to the Otherworld half-cocked. We need full cock.”

Find someone who will mourn at your grave.”

I’d rather just bleed.

How many times can one heart break?

Life went on, no matter what tragedy any of us faced. Nature was none the wiser to our pain, and that was the true tragedy.

Dianna did not need a blade. She was a weapon made of pretty flesh.

But she was gone now, and so was that damaged, scared girl who thought blood and claws could hide her broken heart.

Despite the disembowelment, we had grown close.

“It’s Dianna, actually.” I smiled back. “Or, please don’t burn me alive, depending on who you ask.”

You are and will always be the ruin of me.”

I was the consequences.

Tell me where to go, and I’ll follow on hands and knees if I must. My life, my sword, all of it is for you. I will serve you and only you until you have no more need of me or death claims us.”

Dianna is someone who looks at the most formidable forces in the world and doesn’t roll over but spits on them instead.