Alli Mitchell

“Isla could feel Grim getting closer. When she opened her eyes, he was right in front of her.

“Heart,” he said steadily. The spikes on his shoulders made him look like a demon. His blood-slicked armor glimmered in the moonlight.

“If waging a war for one woman is a crime, then please do consider me a criminal.”

Closer.

“If killing thousands to keep you alive is wrong, then consider me a villain.”

She now had to tilt her head to see him clearly. He leaned down. His breath was hot against her mouth.

“If loving you this much is my downfall . . . then consider me already on my knees.”
― Alex Aster, Skyshade

“My entire world was night, and you lit a match. No matter what happens to me in this life, I’ll find you in the next one. I’ll always find you.”
― Alex Aster, Nightbane

“She shook her head, wincing at the death around her. “You really would have let Lightlark fall? You would have doomed the rest of the realms while leading yours into a world we know nothing about? For one woman?” It didn’t make sense.

Grim frowned. “Not for one woman,” he spat, like the words insulted him. He stepped toward her. “For my wife.”
― Alex Aster, Skyshade

“The gods don't listen to people like me, but I would go on my knees and beg them to let me keep you. You were once the bane of my existence... and now, you are the center of it.”
― Alex Aster, Nightbane