Tragic Bonds (The Bonds that Tie Book 5)

I cannot live without you, Oleander. I won’t. I thought Nox dying was the worst thing that could’ve happened and then your heart stopped beating, and I knew that I couldn’t go on without you at my side. I love you too much to do that. It was only my bond keeping me from going after you.”

Nox’s teeth grind a little before he murmurs, “I hate agreeing with a Bassinger.”

Recovery isn't about wiping the board clean. Recovery is learning how to function around all of the scars and open wounds inside of us.

I try because I don't want him to wait until next time to figure out how we can love each other. I want to figure it out in this lifetime. I want to know everything. I want to see everything and accept whatever it is that I need to accept. I want to learn how someone like Nox Draven can be loved and accepted, and then I want to spend the rest of my life doing it.

That, and I’ll have to try to talk Nox into spending the day with him as well, for long enough that he remembers how much his little brother can get on his nerves.

Keeping eye contact with me

She shakes her head at us gently, her voice quiet but firm and easily heard. “Well, well. I wasn’t expecting you all to survive Davies’ psychosis. I was sure he’d get the god-bond out of the little girl. Such a shame that I’ll have to finish what he failed to do.”

Then her eyes shift to the black god-voids.

I know nothing but pain as the darkness takes me.

North glances over his shoulder as well, shock sliding across his features unchecked, and Nox steps up to my side with a scowl. Atlas and Gabe both glance around, unsure of what’s so concerning about this small, unassuming woman,

Gryphon frowns at the look on my face, turning to see what has me so messed up.

is just… standing in the middle of the war-torn camp as though it’s a regular Tuesday morning for her.