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There was good in this world, and that was a hill I’d die on.
The moonlight loved her. But not as much as my shadows. “Ti slishkom ideal’naya chto bi byt’ nastoyashchey.”
But now, I wanted her loyalty even more.
“Tell me what you really want from me, kotyonok. You can have it. Anything besides letting you go.”
“Be quiet,” he snapped. “This is my monologue.”
“I’ll walk away when this is over and I won’t look back—though not because I hate you but because I don’t. Not even a little bit . . .”
“This is getting too close to a Nicholas Sparks movie for me, kotyonok. I just wanted to convince you to let me fuck you again.”
“But be careful. One of them might end up meaning something to you.” The words seared like acid on my tongue. He watched me for a second. “Ya dumayu uzhe slishkom pozdno dlya etogo.”
Her eyes were a window to her soul. I suddenly knew, if I ever died, those eyes would have something to do with it. Somehow, it sounded acceptable to me.
“Lions don’t lose sleep over the opinions of sheep.”
“Because you’re so sweet you fucking glow.” His eyes darkened. “And I’ll kill anyone who tries to take that light from you.”
I could handle mourning so much. But not Ronan. Never Ronan.
I found another weakness. He was weak for me.
“Then let me make it clear for you,” he said, the shadows in his eyes flashing. “You would survive without me. You would move on.” His tone roughened. “I can’t imagine a world where you and all your fucking yellow doesn’t exist. So if you die, you’ll take me with you. Your sacrifice would mean nothing, kotyonok. NOTHING.”
“Yesli ona umret, ty tozhe umresh’,” he growled. If she dies, you die too.
Love isn’t hearts and flowers. Sometimes, it fucking sucks.”
I gave Khaos the window seat. It was his first plane ride after all.
“Ya lyublyu tebya. Tak sil’no chto ne mogu dumat’ kogda ty daleko ot menya.” I love you. So much I can’t think when you’re away from me.
I knew then I’d follow this man to the fiery gates of hell if he just held my hand.
