Ash

“And yet the mere thought of it sent frissons of pleasure up and down my spine, awakening the most desperate desire of my life, as I realized there was one thing in this world that I wanted more than Arken’s body. I wanted her heart. I would die for it. I would kill for it. I didn’t deserve it—I could live a thousand lifetimes and still never possibly deserve it, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Though perhaps it should have been.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“Perhaps I should put you under duress, then,” he mused. “I am ever so curious about what secrets might be locked inside this pretty little banged-up head of yours.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“I thought about the way she looked at me lately, like I had personally hung every star in the night sky. Like I had crafted the constellations she so adored with my bare hands.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“It’s fine,” I said softly, trying not to peek over at Kieran again. “I sort of like scars.” Fen glanced back at Kieran, giving him a strange look, one that he steadfastly ignored.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether