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

by Amber V. Nicole

"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."

“He overpowered me in every way, and if I’d fought back, I would have hurt you. I’d never allow that. I will never raise my hand to you in such a way, no matter the circumstance. When it comes to you, I’ll always choose you, no matter the consequences. The world can burn, and the realms can fall to destruction. If there is ever a choice between the two, I need you to know that neither the crown nor the throne means anything to me. None of it would matter without you. It’s always you. You are my priority. 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.”

The magic sought to replace who I am with what magic lived in that dagger, but it didn’t work because you are more than memories, akrai. 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. So there is no need to worry or be jealous ever. If I had found you first, there would have been no one else. No one to receive your jealousy or spark it. You are and will always be the ruin of me.”

Why can’t they see her like I do? Why can’t they love her like I do?