Ash

“This was rapture. It was ruination. It was everything I had ever fucking wanted, but never once dared to dream of experiencing. Made for me. She was fucking made for me.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“I thought about the way she looked at me lately, like I had personally hung every star in the night sky. Like I had crafted the constellations she so adored with my bare hands.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“Perhaps I should put you under duress, then,” he mused. “I am ever so curious about what secrets might be locked inside this pretty little banged-up head of yours.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether

“And yet the mere thought of it sent frissons of pleasure up and down my spine, awakening the most desperate desire of my life, as I realized there was one thing in this world that I wanted more than Arken’s body. I wanted her heart. I would die for it. I would kill for it. I didn’t deserve it—I could live a thousand lifetimes and still never possibly deserve it, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Though perhaps it should have been.”
― Harper Hawthorne, Of Blood and Aether