Jakendra

“Adam pressed a kiss to her forehead. “Why did Hades go after her?” he asked in a low voice, his lips still brushing her face. She barely managed to keep breathing. “He must have loved her,” she whispered. Adam’s response emerged breathless. “He must have.”
― Sarah M. Eden, Seeking Persephone

“Adam grasped him by the throat once more and, his face an inch from Smith’s, growled out, “I am the Duke of Kielder. I am the law.”
― Sarah M. Eden, Seeking Persephone

“Promise you will tell me all of your dreams, my love.” She didn’t pull out of his embrace. “My dreams?” “I intend to make them come true.” He kissed her forehead. “Every”—he shifted and kissed her cheek—“single”—he pressed a quick kiss to her lips—“dream.” “And if I told you that you already have?” He smiled. “Then you shall simply have to dream up more.”
― Sarah M. Eden, As You Are

“Hope is not a prison.” Sorrel gently squeezed her arm. “Hope should lessen your fears, not intensify them”
― Sarah M. Eden, For Love or Honor