The Curse of Saints Quotes

“she looked like dreams and nightmares and everything he'd ever wanted.”
― Kate Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Will wasn't afraid of meeting the gods in the end. He knew what awaited him, despite the sacrifices he'd made, despite the fact he'd fight with his dying breath to protect the innocents of this realm.
It wasn't the gods he feared.
It was her. Her knowing the truth and hating him still.”
― Kate Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I think you incapable of nothing, Aya love”
― Kate Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I think you incapable of nothing, Aya love.”
― Kate Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Together. They would get through it together.
No matter how far the fall.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“By my blood and before the gods, I pledge my life to protect you. To fight beside you." The corner of his lips tipped into a soft smile as he added, "No matter how far the fall.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Fight with me.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“The only thing he cared to save was her.
Will pressed his head to the top of Aya's and let himself simply hold her as he inhaled her mint and pine scent deep into his lungs.
He would not lose her. He would make sure of that.
Even if it cost him everything.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“She could die just from wanting him.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“This is where we always end up, isn't it, Aya love?" he breathed. "You with a knife to my throat.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Aya broke his hold. and in the span of a breath, she had him on his back, her boot pressing lightly against his throat, his knife pointed at his heart.
"I preferred you from behind," Ryker wheezed.
"And I prefer men on their backs," she snarled, her boot digging into his windpipe.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I do not belong to you," she whispered, but there was no cockiness to her words. There was nothing but the same burning he felt as her body melted against his.
...
"You don't belong to anyone but yourself," he breathed against her ear, grinning as he felt her fingers dig into his biceps. Her eyes were bright as he pulled back and leaned his forehead against hers, his lips a breath from her own. "Don't forget that.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“No," he forced through clenched teeth as he stared down at her. "No, I don't want to watch you ensnare him. I don't want to watch him drag his eyes all over you. I don't want to watch him make you laugh and blush. I don't want to watch him touch you like he-"
He bit off his words as if he might choke on them.
She was silent for a heartbeat, her eyes flaring in recognition.
"You're jealous," she breathed.
"He is falling in love with you!" he proclaimed, his arms flinging wide. As if the fact could provide any adequate explanation for the agony he was in. As if she understood at all.
"And you're jealous."
...
"And so what if I am?”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I'm here. To pull you back from whatever ledge you're so afraid of falling over."
"You can't promise me that," Aya breathed. "We don't even know where the edge is."
There was nothing but uncompromising will in his face. "Then I'll go over it with you. To the seven hells themselves, if we must. No matter how far the fall.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I see you," he said roughly, giving her shoulder a light squeeze. "I have always seen you. And nothing I see in you is dark, Aya.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Who is she to you?"
"None of your concern."
Ryker's sneer clouded Will's vision with red.
"I know that look," Ryker said. "It's the same one my mates get when they grow overly fond of their whores."
Every rational thought eddied from Will's mind as he lunged for the rebel and sent them both crashing to the floor. He didn't bother touching his power. No, he wanted to feel Ryker's flesh bruise. He got in one hit, then another, and another, and then someone was shouting, and hands were on him, trying to yank him away from the bleeding boy on the floor.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Pain.
She was feeling his pain.
"I feel you," she rasped.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Did you take on more than you can handle?"
She expected him to step away. To back down and leave.
But he bent his head towards hers, his voice low. "I can handle every bit of you.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Tomorrow will be better.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“If I reminded you that playing with fire is dangerous, Aidon, would you refrain from doing so?"
Aidon at least gave his friend the courtesy of pretending to think it over. "Probably not."
"I figured.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Green suits her, don't you think?" Aidon muttered to Will as she approached.
He hadn't missed the way the Enforcer had frowned when she entered, his fingers circling the rim of his wineglass as he took in her dress. Will shifted his attention to Aidon, his face neutral as he took a sip of wine. "I prefer Aya in black.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“It was as if he were the sun, and those around him were simply stretching to be near his light.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Death wasn't a stranger, but that didn't make it a friend.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Someone was roaring. Over and over, their voice a mixture of terror and pain. It floated through the muffled silence that filled Aya's head - no, filled her very body, the weight of it crushing. She struggled to break through the murkiness, to calm that desperate plea.
"I'm here," she wanted to say. "I'm here."
But the silence sucked her under, drowning out everything until there was only darkness.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“The last thing she saw was Will drop to his knees, his hand clutching his chest as he bellowed her name.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Do you think he knows they're imagining what he looks like shirtless?"
...
"They look like they want to eat him."
"It would save us the trouble of having to kill him one day," Tova quipped.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“Do you ever read anything good?" Tova complained.
"By 'good,' you're referring to those horrible romance novels you can't get enough of?"
"You say horrible, I say passionate.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“You smell like you took a bath in beer and poss."
"Is that how you get into so many ladies' beds?"
"You want to find out?" he drawled, his lips twisting into a mischievous grin as he stepped even closer, his eyes fixed on her beneath his thick lashes.
Aya shoved him away, hard. "I'd rather impale myself on my own dagger.”
― Dramis, The Curse of Saints

“I would've let the entire world burn for you.”
― Kate Dramis, The Curse of Saints