Sorrow and Starlight (Zodiac Academy, #8)

by Caroline Peckham

Blue. I loved you when your soul shone with all the starlight in the night sky, and I’ll love you now when your soul is the blackest you’ve ever known.

“She can’t have anything more from me than pain. I’m all yours. She can’t touch my soul; it’ll be whole and waiting for you when this is over. So let me bleed for you, my Queen. It would be a fucking honour.”

I can paint our picture with whatever brush you choose, and make it look however you imagine.”

Were we ever going to be on the same page again, or were we destined to live in different chapters of the same book?