House of Sky and Breath (Crescent City, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

Like her magic, her very blood answered to his.

An edge laced his smile, a reminder to anyone watching that he wasn’t only Hunt Athalar, he was also the Umbra Mortis. The Shadow of Death.

Anything Bryce wanted, anything she needed, he’d gladly give it to her.

made his balls tighten.

Ew

Ruhn Danaan knew three things with absolute certainty:

Yet pride did shine from Ruhn’s face—for Bryce. Like the prince had been waiting for his sister to step into her power for a while now and he was honored to have her at his side.

Whatever her mom left of the Autumn King, Randall would be sure to put a bullet in it.

his blue eyes blazing into a near-violet.

“To what end?” “To rattle us.

“Yes, the Autumn King truly fears our unholy beer pong alliance.”

Totally. Fucking. Fine.

His bed, his blood roared. Even if he hadn’t been near it in months. His bed, his Bryce,

Bryce doodled on a piece of scrap paper beside her computer. A little heart that said BQ + HA.

“You killed an Archangel without access to that power. I imagine that you can now do a great many things, Quinlan.”

“I’m busy.” “So am I.” “Perhaps I’ll turn you into a toad.”

“If you’re looking for How Not to Be an Asshole, it’s shelved between Bye, Loser and Get the Fuck Out.”

Bryce winked saucily. “Careful. I use teeth.”

“We should go home. Ithan and Syrinx need dinner.” “I’d suggest not telling Holstrom that you group him with your pet.”

“You’ve landed a grave blow to Captain Whatever’s ego, Holstrom.”

I’m at your apartment and ready to go through your underwear drawer.

“Hel’s armies shall strike at your command, Bryce Quinlan.”

“Because you reek of fish,” Cormac spat, and Tharion, gods bless him, lifted an arm to sniff his armpit. Ithan chuckled.

But Hunt leaned back against the counter, elbows on the stone. Lightning snaked along his wings; his face was deathly calm. The embodiment of the Umbra Mortis.

It shouldn’t have meant something to Ruhn, for Athalar to consider him a friend. But it did.

“Can we go back to how the Prince of the Chasm was sitting on my lap?”

She was his. And he was hers. Utterly fucking hers.

Hunt growled, low and deep. “I’m going to fuck you senseless.”

But then Holstrom shouted, “That sounds medically dangerous!”

“You don’t know a fraction of what you might do. You and the Starborn girl.”

“I’m good. Just … put a wooden spoon between my teeth if I go into some kind of fit.” Declan raised one. “Already thought of that.”

“If I’d gone to you in Nena, I never would have come here. To Lunathion.” His smile broadened as he walked out. “I never would have met Bryce.”

You know what Bryce would do to me if you wound up dead? I’d never get to fondle her underwear again.”

“You know, I would have really liked to have her as my stepmom.” Bryce snickered. “Weird. You’re, like, twenty years older than her.”

When demons come here, do their gods come with them? And all of us, the Vanir … we all came from elsewhere. We were immigrants into Midgard. But what became of our home worlds? Our home gods? Do they still pay attention to us? Remember us?”

What happened? How did you find my mind? I don’t have the crystal.

Mates

“Tell him you just knocked out my tutor.”

“Power attracts power. It is her fate to be tied to a powerful male to match her own strength. I would rather not learn what comes of her union with the Umbra Mortis.”

“Because I’m the Super Powerful and Special Magic Starborn Princess,”

“Can’t we watch Veiled Love?” “No,” everyone answered.

“What would you have picked?” Ithan didn’t hesitate. “Bryce.”

“Two hundred years ago,” he muttered. “Still old as fuck.”

Fury’s eyes glittered with dark promise. “I’ll burn this place to the ground for her one day.”

Only his to see, his to devour.

“Sealed with you jumping in front of a bomb for me.”

“I knew the moment you went snooping for my dildos.”

“You really want to say you’re dating the Umbra Mortis?”

“Anyone ever tell you that you’re a pain in the ass?” “Just ye olde lover.”

breathe. She held his heart in her hands. Had held it since day one.

“But if you’re not my mate, Athalar, no one is.”

“Of everything I’ve ever been called, Quinlan, your mate will be the one I truly cherish.”