Onyx Storm (The Empyrean Book 3)

“Yes, the table is broken. Now, what do you need?”

Xaden is mine. My heart, my soul, my everything.

, love, I’m jealous.” He splays his hand over the small of my back and tugs me toward him. “I’m jealous of the armor that holds you when I can’t, the sheets on your bed that caress your skin every night, and the blades that feel your hands.

While cadets are strongly encouraged not to form romantic attachments while studying in the quadrant, lieutenants are permitted to marry whomever they choose upon graduation.

She draws the blade across Mira’s neck and slits her throat.

I’ve lost Liam and now Trager and my mother to this war, and I’m not giving up on the man I love!”

told me you’d need this—”

gasp as all the pieces click in one overwhelming heartbeat. The reinforcements. Telling me to guard Dunne’s temple. Yanking Lynx out of the way before the doors even opened to the great hall. He knew. He’s been manifesting this entire time.

A gift from one servant of Dunne to another. I must warn you—only those touched by the gods should wield their wrath. I will pray to Her that she need not use it to avoid reacquainting herself with the other who curries her favor. Her path is still not set.
—Recovered Correspondence of High Priestess Deservee to His Royal Highness, Cadet Aaric Graycastle, Prince Camlaen of Navarre

Imogen,” she whispers, and her eyes flutter shut.
“I’m right here,” I promise, but I can’t force the words any louder as my throat closes.
“We made it a good one.” She falls limp, and when I lift my shaking fingers to her throat, there’s no pulse. She’s gone.