I had thought we could be happy, just the two of us hidden…

“I could feel an old reaction from him—his emotions trying to curl around and sever the heavy, girded ties between us. Leaving first before…

— Anne Zoelle

“Hooded eyes shifted to me. “Marry me.” “I thought we were already engaged?” I asked, yawning. “Don't say such lovely things, darling. I'll hold…

— Anne Zoelle

“I let you in.” He reentered my space, as if he could do nothing else. “I let you get close, so I could get…

— Anne Zoelle

“Constantine's grin was lazy, but edged. His only real emotions were ever displayed around Ren, and she wasn't here. It made him dangerous and…

— Anne Zoelle

“Dare's going to bring you more trouble,” Olivia said, as if she too understood that volatility was more perilous than cold dislike. “You know,…

— Anne Zoelle

“Constantine's face softened. “Perhaps.” He touched my cheek and wiped the silver-gold tear there. Mindful of the crowd, I pulled fingers through my tangled…

— Anne Zoelle

“His warm fingers slid along my cheek, then wrapped into my hair. He leaned down to rest his forehead against mine and closed his…

— Anne Zoelle

“Darling, your entire existence is a revolution.”

— Anne Zoelle

“He wrapped his fingers into my hair, the movement gentling almost immediately, but palms still firm against my cheeks. “I'm. Not. Going. Anywhere. And…

— Anne Zoelle

“Darling, no,” Constantine said. “Love admit-and-runners don't get to have a say.” He smiled slowly. “I'll remember that.”

— Anne Zoelle

“For a time, I had hoped I might find the end of your wire. Then it became more of a chore,” Constantine said jadedly.…

— Anne Zoelle

“I grabbed Constantine and my fingers scrabbled for any bare skin I could find, pushing cloak and shirt aside for unhampered touch, face digging…

— Anne Zoelle

“Leandred never uses magic without reason. He’s not going to freak out and do magic because he experiences emotion. It’s doubtful, anyway.” Patrick shrugged.…

— Anne Zoelle

“—watching as a galaxy was born, cosmic events swirling in endless lines and patterns around it. Endless possibilities and explorations. I reached out with…

— Anne Zoelle

“I wanted to reach for him—like a drowning woman being offered a lifeline—but instead clenched my shaking hands into fists and continued walking without…

— Anne Zoelle