Kingdom of the Cursed

Tell me,” he whispered, his voice sliding like silk over my flushed skin. “What?” My own voice came out breathless. “I am your favorite sin.

The stars incline us; they do not bind us. -Wrath

Love and hate are both rooted in passion.

Of course. There is nothing more dangerous than a woman who owns who she is and apologizes to no one.

Why is it whenever a man throws a tantrum a woman is blamed for his poor behavior?

Instead of being ruled by fear, I could become fearless.

Because…” I knew, oh goddess, I knew. Still, I needed him to say the words. “You are not his intended, Emilia.” The world beneath me tilted. Wrath’s gaze was steady enough to keep both my knees and the realm from quaking. “You are mine.

Assumptions are the death of truth.

I wanted to crack his soul open and read him like a book, discovering the deepest secrets and stories of how he came to be.

Astra inclinant, sed non obligant; The stars incline us, they do not bind us

A phoenix rises from the ashes for a reason. Your world must be destroyed for you to rise anew. And rise you shall. Just as they feared you would.

I wanted to kiss him. Possibly break a bottle and stab him first. But then definitely kiss him.

Your pride didn't appear in that bone circle the night you spilled blood and summoned me. It was your wrath. Your fury.

One thing I can promise,” his voice was deep and sensual in the dark, “is you won’t ever doubt it’s real when I touch you.” Frustrated, embarrassed, and furious to have submitted to desiring him for even one second, I plucked up his shirt and roughly tugged it back on before flopping onto my side. “Someone’s cocky.” “Says the person rubbing up against my c—

What if I'm the villain? One who's so vicious, so terrible, I was punished to forget?

I will not appear weak for you to maintain strength.

Bravery might be the absence of fear in most cases, but it also seemed a little like acting foolishly for a good cause.

He leaned in, bracing himself on either side of me, his expression smoldering enough to start a fire. “Liar.

Pretend there's no curse. No magical betrothal. Or romantic urges created by our bond. Would you choose me? To reign beside you. To be your queen. Your friend. Your confidant. Your lover... If I am still yours, I would tell you that you are mine. That I am choosing you as my husband. There is no one I'd rather confront my demons with, no soul I'd travel through Hell with. And no one else I want standing beside me.

Vengeance is a poison, a slow death of self. Seek justice. Seek truth. But if you choose revenge over all else, you will lose more than your soul.

Real life certainly wasn't anything close to a romance novel, but there was still a small part of the old me left that hoped for a happy ending

Every villain thinks themselves as the hero. And vice versa. In truth, there's a little villain and hero in each of us. Depending on the circumstances.

Names have power. Titles are a show of power.

Tell me you hate me, that I am your worst enemy. Better yet, tell me you don't want to kiss me.

A true leader delegates. Just as your're doing now. Never doubt your courage.

Fate may deal it's hand, try encouraging our path or intervene, but we are ultimately free to choose our own destiny. Never doubt that.

The First Witch was rumored to have cursed the devil because her daughter fell in love with him and they refused to give each other up.

I don’t know how you’ve fooled humanity for so long, but it’s as Envy said. You are the most skilled liar of all. Samael.

Cheers to a night of truth amongst enemies. May our hearts only bleed at the loss of our dignity and not because of a dagger in our backs.