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751 pages, Unknown Binding
First published October 29, 2015


“For now, we are agreed your home is here. And you do not wish to leave it. You’ve grown accustomed to my bed.”
“So, what? You’re just going to keep me in it the rest of my life?”
“How curious. You say that like I would then have to stop.”
“This is death and you do fear it, don’t you? You fear it and you are right to fear it, for where it ends, I begin!”
“You traded a day of your life for a little food, a few hours’ sleep, and the view from that window. You will never have that day back. You have no guarantee you will ever have another. You would have returned to him if he’d sent for you, but he didn’t, so you did nothing and now that day is over. That day is gone. So. Was it worth it?”
“Because if I can’t be your only dolly, I have to be the one you want most.”
“We’re oil and water, me and you. You can shake us and shake us, but we’ll never mix.”
“Oil and water?” he echoed with a tired sort of humor. “No. We’re flint and steel.”
“Yeah?”
“Oh yes. And when we strike together, there are sparks.”
“Forgive me. I have been alone too long to be noble now.”







“I don’t do subtle. I don’t even know how to spell it.”
“With a B.”
“Don’t make fun of me,” Lan snapped. “I’m illiterate, not stupid! I know there’s no B in subtle!”
Lan: Azreal please stop the Eaters.
Azreal: no.
Lan: *proceeds to recite a long rambling tone-deaf speech*
Azreal: no.
Lan: i guess i'll sleep with you for the good of mankind.
Azreal: *looks slightly aroused* sounds like a plan. *pats lap* let's get right on that.
Lan: hey, sooo, can you stop the eaters now?
Azreal: no. *begins long ass diatribe about life & shit*
Lan: i guess we can have sex again, oh and i love you.
Azreal: . . .
“Sorry.”
“Yes, you’re always sorry when it’s too late to do anything else.
“They say the opposite of love is hate,” Serafina told her. “But it isn’t. It is merely the absence of love. I see you don’t believe me, but it is true, you know. One cannot grieve without first having loved…and you living can love anyone, for any reason, even in the most miserable conditions.
“Tell me, is it a virgin who has come so fearlessly to this dragon’s lair?”
“No.”
“All to the better.”
“We’re oil and water, me and you. You can shake us and shake us, but we’ll never mix.”
“Oil and water?” he echoed with a tired sort of humor. “No. We’re flint and steel.”
“Yeah?”
“Oh yes. And when we strike together, there are sparks. Fire, by its very nature, cannot help but consume and destroy, but still it can accomplish great things.”
"There were good ways,” she interrupted herself anxiously, “weren’t there? It wasn’t all fighting and fucking, was it?”
“No.”
“You set the fucking terms! You did! And then you sent me to my room and brought Miss Sniveling Thing down here to proxy me? Fuck you!” She brought both hands up and shoved him hard in the chest. It hurt her shoulders a little. It didn’t budge him an inch. “Get in that bed!”
“You’re not the least bit sorry for that, you lying bitch! That was the hingepin of your whole poisonous plot, to hurt me and to make me remember that hurt the rest of my eternal life! Whether I have you back or not, no matter how sweetly you take me in or how soft your lips, I will never be free of that moment, and that is just how you planned it, so damn you and damn your hollow sorries!”
“Who let her in here?” he demanded, turning on his doormen. “Are your orders not clear? When I have not summoned my companions, they are to remain in their chambers! Remove her at once and be thankful I do not pin you in my garden as a reminder you are my guards and not my whoremongers!”
“Nobody mongers me, mate,” said Lan. “I do my own whoring.”
“My Lan,” he groaned, quiet thunder she felt all the way through to her bones. “My light. My life. My lover. With me, now. With me.”



