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

“You, therefore, I, tool of gods, decimator of those who walk or slither. Made of light, made of wind. Swords so sharp our foes shall bend For in a war between gods, no one wins.”

"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."

Oh I missed her :))

"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."

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

“Time itself cannot touch it. Death cannot separate it. It is the most powerful force in the world, far outweighing any crown or throne. Immeasurable. Inescapable. All-consuming. It is past want or need. Its only wish is to consume those who share it. Why wouldn’t one wish for it? Everything loves something, even the cruelest among us. I think it would be the definition of tragedy never to feel love at all.”

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.”

It’s always you. You are my priority. I may be a god, but you are the altar at which I worship.”

Now this magnificent and deadly beast circled my soul and nestled close, seeking safety and comfort, begging for protection from the demons that had risen to yank her back into the abyss with them.

In an act of unrivaled bravery, she laid her burdens at my feet and trusted me to keep her safe. I wrapped my power around her like wings, vowing without words that no matter what came, what the world threw at us, she was and would always be my main priority.

“Don’t worry about me.” A weak snort left me. “Oh, akrai, you are far too late for that, my love. It’s practically my job now.”

You don’t hurt the ones you love. You protect them with everything you have, everything you are. Love is the unthinkable measures you’d go to for them, regardless of the consequences.

you’re blinded by love. Am I right? Magical, perfect love that defies all odds. Love will not save you. It makes you irrational, stupid, and above all, easy to manipulate,”

“You’ve grown mean,” she sneered. “My wife is meaner. She’d scorch your flesh from your bones for your indiscretions,”

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.

“Harsh ideals don’t die with the men who start them.”

and he’d never forgive me for hurting his little girl.”

I'm ugly crying in a plane...

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

Samkiel hadn’t just unleashed Oblivion, he’d unleashed himself. He was a violent, brutal storm. All his life, he had harbored destruction and death, somehow keeping it contained beneath his skin, but it had just been waiting for an opportunity, a moment when his control slipped.