Starleen

“I don’t know,” I reply, but for the first time that I can remember, that doesn’t bother me. We’ll be together, and that’s what counts—-we’ll figure the rest out along the way. And as I turn to look back at the remains of the Academy, already in the process of being rebuilt, it occurs to me that maybe an uncertain future isn’t so bad after all. It’s not a perfect happy ending, but it’s ours. In the end, that’s all that matters.”
― G. Bailey, Lux Wolf

“It felt like flying. I was a bird, my feet were wings, and for the span of a few breaths, I soared, leaving all my troubles behind. But no matter how hard I pumped my legs, I always fell back down.”
― Ava Slade, Shattered Bond

“The door opens on its own, like I was told it would, and I steel my shoulders before walking over. There is a small staircase heading down into warm light, and I walk down the steps, surprised to see a meadow of blue and white flowers and waterfalls that pour down every wall, and it’s a breathtaking place to stand in. The cavern glitters with its own magic, and I can taste the magic in the air, along with the scent of the water and flowers. This place is old but familiar, and I wonder if Persephone ever stood where I did. The door shuts at the top of the stairs behind me, and I glance up at the dim lights on the ceiling, which are cut into star shapes to look like real stars in a night sky. It’s not too bright in here, just dim enough, but I don’t have to hear the door opening to sense them walking in. I head to the bottom of the stone steps, digging my toes into the thick grass. It must be some form of magic, and it certainly feels that way as my alphas walk together down the steps, in their wolf forms, and it takes my breath away to see them like this. Their wolves are large and black-furred, and red magic bounces off into the shadows with every step. It doesn’t seem real that we are finally going to be together, bonded in a way only death can stop. I’ve waited since I was a child to be their mate. Even when I couldn’t remember them, they were my entire heart. I’ve fallen for them more than once, and I fall even more with every second I spend in their arms. My alphas are mine, and I’m theirs. They are my mates. I turn and walk into the meadow, knowing they will follow me over, and they do.”
― G. Bailey, Her Salvation

“Their motives were ultimately for themselves. People gave to the poor because it made them feel better. They wanted children so they could have someone to take care of them in their old age. They married, not to give love, but so they wouldn’t be alone and so someone would love them.”
― Ava Slade, Shattered Bond