Seija

“I sensed a disturbance in the force,” he said.

I narrowed my eyes as I blew out an aggravated breath. “Did you seriously just quote Star Wars?”

Apollo, the god of the sun and other annoyingly important things that made killing him virtually impossible unless one wanted to end the world, shrugged a shoulder. “Maybe I did.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“Six-pack? Was it possible to have an eight-pack?
I think he had one. Smooth skin stretched over tightly rolled muscles. I bet I could've done a week's worth of laundry on his stomach.
Probably would be a heck of a lot more fun that way to wash clothes.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“You’re a demigod,” he said hoarsely.
It was the first thing he said.
“Yeah,” I replied, my voice breathy. “Is that…um, okay with you?”
His gaze flicked up to mine, and he arched a brow. “Do I need to kiss you again?”
My lips twitched. “Maybe.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return

“I hold onto grudges. I feed and water them, growing them into happy little pools of bitterness.”
― Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return