Souls were the same. They, too, had useless baggage that impeded their proper performance, these annoying, holier-than-thou bits dangling like an appendix waiting for infection. Faith and hope and love...prudence, temperance, justice, and fortitude...all this useless clutter just packed too much damn morality into the heart, getting in the way of the soul's innate desire for malignancy.
J.R. WardLove, after all, was universal. Qhuinn closed his fist up tight, and knew he would never, ever take that ring off. โAlways,โ Blay murmured. โBecause family is an always kind of thing.
J.R. WardI will not fall in love with you," she said. "I can't let myself. I won't." "That's all right. I'll love you enough for the both of us.
J.R. WardThe Reverend grinned, his fangs flashing. "You know, I've heard this rumorโฆ about a member of the Brotherhood who's celibate. Yeah, go figure, a warrior who abstains. And I've heard a few other things about this male. He's down to one leg. Has a scarred sociopath for a twin. You wouldn't by any chance know of such a Brother?" Phury shook his head. "Nope.
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