These predators loved with wild fury, but they were also darkly possessive, crossing the boundary into what humans might term obsession.

The fear is like metal on my tongue—I’ve known him but a fragment of time, and yet I’m certain if I accept his suit, it will destroy a part of me when he leaves.” Keir reached forward to tuck her hair behind her ear. “We’re all a little broken.” Quiet. Potent. “No one goes through life with a whole heart.

The one and only time an archangel can Make another angel is when our bodies produce a substance known as ambrosia. Ambrosia,is produced instinctively at a single point in an archangel’s life. It is legend that ambrosia only rises when an archangel loves true.

If I were to splay you out on my desk and thrust my fingers into you right now, I think I’d find different.

Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real.

No one has ever been able to pinpoint the trigger." "But?" "But it is legend that ambrosia only rises when-" She held her breath. "- an archangel loves true.

You chose a warrior, remember?” “As you chose an archangel.