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“I see. Like the jerks who try to cop a feel as you pass by. That kind of shady?” With a smile, she shrugged. “Cop a feel. Drag you away to a dark cellar somewhere and chain you to a wall. Same thing.”
“Of course they’d wipe out everything except the bit about me torturing you. How convenient that you’d remember your revenge and nothing else.”
“I destroyed the Pentacrux. For what they did to me. The same reason I intend to destroy you.”
She would die like her mother. Like Lady Praecepsia, and all the other outspoken women of the village who dared to challenge the bishop.
“I will look for you in the Nightshade. However long it takes, I will find you and bring you home. Remember me.”
The sigil, unbreakable and binding. No matter what. In life. In death. Eternally.
“She is cursed. To be reborn. Again. And again. Never to remember her lives past. And on the eve of the pentad blood moon, she will die as a sacrifice. It is written in scripture, and it has come to pass.”
“Amreloc aehter’nu.” Eternal love, in Pri’scucian
“I’ve come to offer you a choice, Jericho. Walk away from her without a single memory of her. Or keep your memories and watch her die.”
“That’s not possible. I have crossed the endless void of time and space, over the centuries I’ve waited, with a yearning to see your face once more. If you think that I could just let you go now, when fate has gifted me the impossible, then you’ve not yet met the depths of my obsession. It has no bounds where you’re concerned, Farryn. I would fight all the evils of hell for you, but I do not possess the strength to set you free. I won’t.”
“A villain is quite capable of love. It’s only the matter of what he’s willing to sacrifice for that love which separates him from a good man.”
“I was there. I remembered everything. Her. Us.” He held me tight, stroking his hand down my hair, and whispered in my ear. “Now you know why I can never let you leave.”
“Jealousy is a petty human emotion, Miss Ravenshaw. What I am is far more threatening.”
“I would choose an eternity of damnation before ever giving up the opportunity to be buried between your thighs.”
“A bond I have with Cicatrix. I saved his life long ago. He took it personally.”
:')
“You’re psychotic.” “Yes. I am. Make no mistake, Miss Ravenshaw. I am both unreasonable and non-negotiable.”
“Really? Not even a little? I’m hurt, princess.” “Quit. Calling. Me. That.” “Oh, right. Gotta stay in character. Let me try that again. I’m hurt, my little whore.”
“Glamouring?” He spoke the word like a bad taste in his mouth. “I’m not fae. It’s called bona fide sex appeal.”
“Drystan?”
Bitch
“Because even in the afterlife, we are not exempt from wrath’s punishment,”
