Katie Downing

“Arianna didn’t know what her future would hold. She didn’t know how hard it would be to keep Rion in her life, but she knew one thing with utmost certainty. No matter what challenges they’d have to face, she wanted this male at her side. “I want you.”
― J.E. Reed, The Divine and the Cursed

“She felt his rage and restraint warring against one another, then the male standing at her side snarled, pulling his lips back to reveal razor sharp teeth. But it wasn’t Rion who lunged for him, crashing into his full frame. Before she knew what she’d done, Arianna had the male pinned beneath her body, her hand at his throat, and her fangs bared. His eyes flew open wide and his hands released their grip on her arms, pulling back to open his palms in surrender. She couldn’t stop the growl in her voice. “Threaten him again and it will be the last threat you make.”
― J.E. Reed, The Revered and the Pariah

“For the first time in over a hundred years, rain befell upon Apollo. The sun hidden by thunderous clouds. Light slowly beginning to dissipate from the land. And as she walked toward the Golden Castle, she discarded her cloak. Letting the rain cover her in its smothering embrace, her tears mixing with the water from the heavens. The Apollons were no fools, they took the rain as a bad omen. For, they had unleashed the Bane of Apollo. Let Riaan have mercy on their souls.”
― Shweta Kistan, Music in the Shadows

“Arianna steadied herself. “Every slave in this city is now free to make their own choices. If they wish to leave, I’ll arrange an escort to Levea first thing tomorrow morning. If they wish to stay, they’ll be paid a fair wage for their services.” The slaves began whispering to one another. “And if anyone takes issue with either of those things, then every slave in this city will accompany me back to Levea where I’ll stay for good.” “You would leave Ruadhán?” Niall asked. “For them?” “And I won’t think twice about it." The Fae murmured amongst themselves but they watched her and Niall with bated breaths. “You’d cleave this continent in two.” “Then maybe that’s what it needs.”
― J.E. Reed