The Book of Azrael (Gods & Monsters, #1)

by Amber V. Nicole

yes, I do not want anyone else to die for me. I have grown tired of it, and I am not worth it, Dianna.”

“The prophecy remains. One falls, one rises, and the end begins. It was foretold and will remain. One carved from darkness, one carved from light. The world will shudder.”

“Yes, I did! You heard it. I had one chance to have that damned book.” His voice rose an octave higher. “I failed because I chose you over the book—over the world! I was selfish because of you. You crawled beneath my skin like some parasite. You have infected me, and it has cost me the world. So now, I have to prepare armies once more for war. War, Dianna.” I felt my cheeks blister as my heart jumped in my chest. I was angry and pissed and sad for him, all at the same time. “You’re right. I wasn’t worth it.”

“That is just it, Dianna. To me, you are worth it—and that makes me the most selfish bastard and the most dangerous god to ever exist. I did it in a second, without thinking or worrying about the consequences, and I would do it again and again. What I feel for you is overwhelming, and I cannot stop it. I do not know what I am doing. Do you understand that? I have the weight of the entire universe on my shoulders. I had a plan, and then you crashed into my life, making me ignore all reason. You make me trek through Onuna, taking me to places with loud music and overly sugary treats. You make me stay at castles with pretentious vampires. You make me laugh, make me smile, make me feel. You make me feel normal and allow me to forget that I am the sole ruler, because you see me when you look at me. I hate it, Dianna! I hate that I have known you for what others would consider mere minutes. In the grand scheme of things, our time together means nothing. I have known and bedded others longer than you have been in my life, yet I felt nothing but fondness for them. I hate that you affect me so much, that you care so much when I do not deserve it.”

“You have no idea.” He was quiet for a moment as his expression softened, his eyes roaming over my face. “I can’t do this without you.”

“Remember…” Gabby swallowed, a single tear sliding down her cheek. “Remember that I love you.”

kill them all dianna :)

“This is how the world ends.” That’s what Roccurrem had said. “There will be a shuddering crack, an echo of what is lost and what cannot be healed. Then, Samkiel, you will know this is how the world ends.” But it was not this world. No, it was mine. It was Dianna.