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

by Amber V. Nicole

“Don’t,” I said. I wasn’t denying the words that made me hate myself, but the threat she posed to what she held. My eyes fell on Dianna before they raked to Nismera. “She’s all I have.”

I may wield Oblivion, but it seemed Dianna controlled it.

"If I ever give you children and you speak to me or them that way, I'll cut your cock off, fry it, and feed it to you."

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

"I don't find quips or innuendos about my wife humorous, Iver, and if you make crude comments about her again, I will no longer concern myself with being your ally. I will have your head, and then I will have your city."

"To answer your first question, my union with Imogen was strictly political and orchestrated by my father in an attempt to temper my wild ways. My marriage to Dianna was not arranged. I married her because I love her. Whether she be Ig'Morruthen, god, celestial, or mortal, my love and devotion to her would not change. So, no, it is not for power.

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

“Inseparable from Dianna is not a problem for me,” Samkiel said, his eyes cutting a path to me. “Never has been.”

It’s unacceptable that he thinks he has a foothold here and a right to my wife.

I have accepted that I will not heal from the loss of her. I will always ache with her absence. It is not in me to let go. I will grieve her, and if that is penance for how much I loved her, I accept it.”

“Give me your pain as you give me your love,” he said, placing my hand against his chest. “Let me carry it as you do, so you’ll never be alone with it.”

“Control me then. Whatever you wish.” His thumb traced my cheek. “I am only ever yours to command.”

“Burn me alive if you must. I’d gladly die by your kiss.”

I’d find his stolen crown and place it back on his head in its rightful place, and then I would make his enemies weep before I slaughtered them. There were no limits to what I would do or give up for him. I’d be the monster they feared, and I’d relish in it.