emily

“To what are we to give unholy gratitude for the dark delight of your visit, Master?”
― A.K. Caggiano, Throne in the Dark

“Damien wrapped his free arm around her back and yanked her away from the wall so she could no longer kick it. Pulling her up against him, he dipped his head beside her ear. “I will not allow anything to happen to you,” he said, leveling something like comfort into his voice, “but you must be quiet now. Please.”
― A.K. Caggiano, Throne in the Dark

“Only slightly red from the pressure, the markings would be gone in just a few moments, but he rubbed his thumbs over the soft flesh on the inside of her wrists anyway. “Apologies if I was too rough for your liking.” She shook her head, still averting her gaze as he tried to find it with his own. “I see. Tighter next time, then,” he whispered”
― A.K. Caggiano, Throne in the Dark

“No mourners, no funerals. Another way of saying good luck. But it was something more. A dark wink to the fact that there would be no expensive burials for people like them, no marble markers to remember their names, no wreaths of myrtle and rose.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom