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

by Amber V. Nicole

I was a bitch who loved dramatics.

"I'd kiss the ground you walk on if you gave me such a gift." "You already do. Do something else."

Treasures and gold and artifacts seemed so meaningless when being loved so wholly was far more valuable.

The word beautiful wasn’t worthy of her.

It was such a silly thing to dream of someone who didn’t know the depths to which they owned you.

“Dianna is not these realms’ enemy, but if their mistreatment of her continues, I shall be.”

“Kneel for me as I have for you.” “For eternity if you wish it.”

Love seemed like such a simple word for what I felt. I’d give my last breath if it meant he existed. Dying for him would be easy.

Everything loves something, even the cruelest among us. I think it would be the definition of tragedy never to feel love at all.”

“I talk a big game, but I truly don’t think I could. I don’t think there is a place in this universe I could get far enough away from you that wouldn’t have me crawling back on my hands and knees.”

Perhaps true strength lies in the moments when the world tosses us into the fire and we emerge unscathed.

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

Poets would break their wrists, trying to transcribe the words he gave to me.

Anything you want, Dianna, merely ask, and I’ll carve the universe into atoms to make it so.”

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.”

“Because when it comes down to it. You or the world? It will always be you. I have lived and died by my sword. None of it was worth it. You are. I will always choose you, and my enemies know it.”

She is everything to me, the very blood in my veins. Beings dream of paradise, of everlasting bliss when they eventually die and leave this life, but that’s what she is to me. I can’t imagine a world without her in it, and the thought that Kaden has dragged her into the one place I cannot step foot in makes me beyond volatile. I need to be by her side. Not for her protection, but for my own sanity.”

“Like my new arms?” the male asked. “Ennis.” Samkiel sighed. “I don’t like anything about you.”

I’d love her until my bones were ash. When my soul left this realm, and if Death was so kind as to allow us to start over, I’d find her in every life after and love her still.

You are more than flesh and blood to me. You have imprinted on my very soul. My heart beats for you. I breathe for you, and there is no force, no magic in this world that could erase you from me.

My hands cupped her face as smoke and fire raged around us. But I had stopped caring about the world the second she came into my life. She was all I saw or would ever see.

I think I have been following you my whole life, desperately waiting for you to turn around and see me.”

She was not a monster. She was a dream, and I’d be a nightmare for her.