It’s Adria’s face I see when I think of home.

She was more than willing to let him walk off his temper. And the man had one, even if he wasn't willing to admit it.

The power, it seduced, whispering to me to weave it into my own cells." A glance over his shoulder. "Before you, I would've no doubt accepted it and it would've destroyed me from the inside out." "Before you," she whispered, "I was shut up inside my heart, protecting it from harm, and never knowing the glory I missed." She linked her hand in his. "You and I, we're a unit. I dare any evil on this earth to tear us apart.

You’ll have to be my conscience.” He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. “Mine isn’t going to grow back.

A queen keeps a court that is spoken about. A goddess keeps a court that is never forgotten.

If this is death, Guild Hunter,he thought to his mortal as angelfire scored through his bones and touched his heart, then I will see you on the other side.

There is one—how would you put it—loophole.” “Loophole? More like a giant cavern if I have wings.