CBW

“What I felt was…it was messy and raw. I hated him, and…I didn’t. I cared for him, as idiotic as that was. And I wanted him—his kiss, his touch. But I also wanted to hurt him. We weren’t lovers. We were enemies, and we could never be anything else. I was surrounded by people who hated me.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“His words had touched the deepest part of me, and it was thrilling. I felt alive, like i was finally waking up”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“That was very naughty,” Hawke chided, snatching the sword out of my hand as if I hadn’t been holding onto it. “You are so incredibly violent.” He dipped his chin and whispered, “It still turns me on.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash

“I’m the Maiden, Hawke,” I reminded him – or myself, I wasn’t sure.
“And I don’t care.”
My eyes flew open in shock. “I can’t believe you just said that.”
“I did. And I’ll say it again. I don’t care what you are.” Hawke’s hand slid off my back. A moment later, I felt his palm flatten against my cheek with unerring accuracy. “I care about who you are.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, From Blood and Ash