A Light in the Flame (Flesh and Fire, #2)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

“It must have been terribly painful to have that torn from you. To truly be unable to love.”

You are his weakness.

You may feel fear, but you are never afraid,

“Because you just tore apart a god with your hands, and I found that…kind of hot.”

can sense your need. Feel it. Taste it. You’re drowning in it.” His eyes slammed shut. “I’m fucking drowning in it.” A sharp dart of desire sliced through me. “Then drown with me.”

We all need someone to watch over us.” Heat crawled up my throat. “Do you?” “Desperately,” he whispered.

I closed my eyes and just let myself be here, in the moment and nothing more. “Sera.” I thought I heard Nyktos whisper my name as I began to doze off. “You were never a ghost to me.”

“Why did you visit my lake if you had this?” Nyktos was quiet for so long that I looked at him. He was still staring at the pool. “Because it was your lake.”

“Those poppies are the hope of life. The power of those embers. Proof that life cannot be defeated, not even in death.”

“You can’t be gone from me.”

“I don’t know if I love these things you swear are gowns or fucking hate them.”