BOOKYWORLD

“If you can do it, I can do it.” His hand lifted to brush my cheek, then he said, more softly, “I don’t care what we’re walking into. You’re not going to do it alone.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Children of Fallen Gods

“Max looked over his shoulder. “You should knock. One of these days you’re going to walk in on something that you don’t want to see.” The newcomer’s brows rose, just slightly. “Is that what I’m doing now?” “Not that kind of scandal, sadly.” He shot Max a questioning look, then took a step forward and leaned over the table, extending a hand to me. “Sammerin. Whom do I have the pleasure of meeting?” His voice was low and smooth, deep but inviting and gentle. It took me just long enough to be awkward to realize that I was supposed to grasp his hand. This was not a common greeting in Threll. “Tisaanah.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds

“He gestured to a small door off the main room, then turned to Max. “If you’ll excuse us, Maxantarius. I promise I’ll bring her back in one piece.” “I’m not worried. She already had you on your ass once today.” Gods, Max.”
― Carissa Broadbent, Daughter of No Worlds

“{I want something that is real. And I want life, or death, but not this nothingness between.}”
― Carissa Broadbent, Children of Fallen Gods