Nina

“I live by you. When have I ever given a fuck about the Codex or the Code of Conduct?” He cradles my face and leans down, resting his forehead against mine. “I am yours and you are mine, and there’s no law or rule in this world or the next that will change that.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm

“It takes him a while to answer. When he does, he’s not looking at me. “Because sometimes I can’t breathe when you’re around.”
― Ali Hazelwood, Deep End

“I’m jealous of the armor that holds you when I can’t, the sheets on your bed that caress your skin every night, and the blades that feel your hands.”
― Rebecca Yarros, Onyx Storm

“Too much?" he asks.

I nod desperately.

He halts, pulling out a bit. Instant panic spreads through my stomach. I didn't say stop. I didn't ask him to stop. We agreed that he wouldn't-

"That's too bad," he says, his voice at once mean and fond, like he contains every multitude I'll ever need. "Since you'll take what I fucking give you." He rocks back inside, knocking any sense of self out of me. My entire body tightens around him, around his words, and I think that maybe I'm- "Oh sweetheart. Already? Just from this?”
― Ali Hazelwood, Deep End