The Primal of Blood and Bone (Blood and Ash, #6)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

“Apparently, my grandfather had…” He dragged his hand over the stubble on his jaw. “All I was ever told was that Attes angered the Fates by messing with the threads of his bloodline. I’m not sure exactly why that would do such a thing, but I know damn well I wasn’t the first demigod. I might not even be the last.”

I was hot and cold all at once, moving back another step without realizing it. That rhyme. It really had been him. My ears buzzed, drowning out all other sounds. I couldn’t feel the cold ground beneath my feet or the breeze lifting the strands of my hair for a moment.

This motherfucker. At this point I hope Cas goes full Dianna and rips him apart

“And what if there is no Fate?” Casteel shot back. “What if this is just a trap?”

It’s clearly a trap. Why are we assuming Kolis is being truthful?????? Yall are being IDIOTS

“You sure?” His voice dropped, the teasing quality gone. “You sure this is what you want?” I nodded without hesitation. Something flickered across his features and in his eyes that chilled my blood. “Done.” Thorne disappeared before I could

This is a fucking TERRIBLE idea

I had responsibilities that went beyond Casteel and me. A duty that affected the lives of everyone in the mortal realm and Iliseeum—possibly even the Continents. What would stop Kolis from eventually turning his sights on that realm and making things worse?

Maybe so but this is an IDIOTIC plan. Ask Sera how it panned out for her. Attes just standing there agreeing like he hasn’t gone through this exact senario before. Cas is the only one with an ounce of sense and yall are all gaslighting him!

I placed a finger over them. “I love you, Casteel Da’Neer,” I whispered. “And I will return to you.”

This made my throat burn 😭😭😭

It was a thing—a powerful thing that had always been there. Waiting. Watching. Caged. And it was cold. Unending. And it tasted of ruin and wrath. It promised death and destruction. And I would unleash it, from the west to the east, laying waste to all in between.

I mean honestly good for him. He was the only one saying how fucking stupid the plan was and what do you know? It was in fact a trap. We spent 1200 pages doing fuck all and are surprised it ended badly?????? Gtfo

Cas…yeah, he was in his asshole era.

Fucking good for him.

Poppy was the Harbinger, just as we’d believed. And Kolis was the Great Conspirator. But the death and destruction Poppy would bring to the realms was not what Kolis would unleash. It was the choices and actions of Kolis and of old gods long forgotten. Of the three of us. The Ancients had seen this but hadn’t understood. It could never be clearer than it was now. What the prophecy had foretold… What it had always warned would come… It had never been Poppy. Or even Kolis. It had always been him. Casteel. The wings were not visible, but a crown the color of the darkest night and shaped like jagged bone antlers rested upon his head. He sat upon the remnants of ruin and wrath, a throne of bone and ash. The Primal God of Death and Destruction.

Hate to say it but this description is hot to me. Sue me 🤷🏼‍♀️