The Fallen and the Kiss of Dusk (Crowns of Nyaxia #4)

by Carissa Broadbent

“I’m giving credit to its rightful owner. I did not kill Atroxus. Mische Iliae did, and she deserves to have her name painted in the stars for it.”

As if the gods had seen some beauty in mortality but failed to realize that the imperfection of it was what made it remarkable.

But I’d know her anywhere. I’d memorized her soul. I’d pressed her final moments into my heart like preserved rose petals.

I was so grateful for those tears, paint strokes of mortality all over the constellation of her freckles.

Asar’s anger was the inevitable rise of ocean fog. Slow and quiet, but all-consuming.

you learn that everyone is the hero of their own tale.”