Jazz

“You are mine.” The words were not possession, but a promise. “For as long as you’ll have me, you are mine, Signa Farrow. I will burn this world to cinders before I let anyone take you from me.”
― Adalyn Grace, Foxglove

“It was never just the idea of you, Avery.” I tried not to feel like the ground was suddenly moving underneath my feet. “You hated the idea of me.” “But not you.” The words were just as sweet, just as painful. “Never you.”
― Jennifer Lynn Barnes, The Final Gambit

“My love for you is not confined to time, nor fate. It is a love that I will hold with me for an eternity, which is why I am not afraid. I swear to you that I will always be yours, even when I am not.”
― Adalyn Grace, Foxglove

“You're so warm," he whispered. "I can feel it." The crack in his voice was enough for the emotion to swell within her once more. Signa threw her arms around him, kissing him through hot, happy tears. She wound her legs around him as Death all but tackled her to the ground, squeezing her tight. Signa savored each one of her breaths as she tucked herself against his chest. They had won, and for the rest of their eternity she would never let go.”
― Adalyn Grace, Foxglove