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A perplexing kind of darkness took hold in the deep sinews of my chest. It was cruel, wicked, and greedy. Never had I desired something so fiercely. I didn’t understand it, and I didn’t try. The draw to her was like a crawl for water after being lost in the blaze of the sun.
OK….why did I wait so long to pick this book up??
She was never theirs anyway. Not really. From the moment the songbird tried to appeal to the serpent, she was mine.
Yup...swoon...
“So, who are you, little bird?” A rush of something dangerous hummed in my bones. “Yours, I suppose. For a little while.” My shadow made a noise, a sound deep and throaty like a growl. He leaned his masked face near mine; the heat in his strange eyes burned in desire. “Speak more words like that, and I will need to keep you longer than a little while.”
They way I kick my feet and giggled at this...despite the fact that I know where this is going!
“Do not sell yourself short and think you are not the most formidable of foes. I’ve no doubt you have the power to destroy me.”
She looked…like she belonged here, beside me, an open sea before us.
Hate me, curse me, I cared little, so long as I was the first thought of her day and the last of her night.
“You think him weak, but it is not a weakness to stumble. It is not a weakness to show you have a heart or…or to need others to hold you up at times.”
“You took me,” I whispered. “I should hate you for it, but you showed me your darkness. Turns out I’d cross the skies—or seas, in our case—searching for your kind of darkness, Bloodsinger.”
