Anna

“What would you like to call me?"

That made her pause. "Husband" was too human, "partner" factually wrong for a being as powerful as an archangel, "mate"...perhaps. But none of it was quite right. "Mine," she said at last.

He blinked and when he raised his lashes again, the blue was liquid fire. Yes, that will do. "But for public consumption, you are my consort."

"Consort," she murmured, tasting the word, feeling it's shape. "Yes, that fits.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Consort

“You are mine, Elena. If you choose to sleep in another bed, I will simply pick you up and bring you home.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Consort

“We die...... We die together. That's the deal.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Kiss

“Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Kiss