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

by Sarah J. Maas

A rare benefit of being able to switch between human and Vanir identities—and of being a rare human who’d made the Drop.

fence’s power crackled through her. Through her, into her, becoming her. Becoming hers to use as she wished. A thought, and the fence’s power turned outward again, her fingertips sparking where they curled against the metal. The metal turned orange, then red beneath her hand.

thunderbird!”

“Try to get between them, and you’ll get a refresher course on why he was called the Umbra Mortis.”

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

“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.”

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

She’d been a conduit to his power. Fucking Hel.

Lightning danced down her skin, along her hair, and she basked in it. Took it into herself, let herself become it, become him, and let him become her, until they were two souls twining together at the bottom of the sea.

He laughed softly, a sound of wonder at odds with the crystal throne room and the monsters in it. “I love you. I wish I’d said it more. But I love you, Quinlan, and …” His throat closed up, his eyes stinging. His lips brushed her brow. “Our love is stronger than time, greater than any distance. Our love spans across stars and worlds. I will find you again. I promise.”