16 Quotes by Alexandra Engellmann

She looked herself in the eyes and saw that there was nothing left. No sense. It must have gone through that hole in her chest along with everything else.

And as her voice carried in the darkness, he wasn’t sure where the borders between her story and his dream were. But he saw no more nightmares; he dreamed of a noble Sky Ghost and his little daughter, which he taught everything she needed to become a better warrior than he was.

Have you met your sister? She’s like Yonce on steroids, and I was sixteen, by the way.

Skull touched Pain’s cheek and got up, his shadow stretching across the room. He walked out without a glance at Chad, his coat dragging like a heavy broken wing.

All that mattered was that she returned to him, all of her – the good, the bad, and the ugly. No matter how long he had to sit here and wait, while the world kept turning without him.

Pain’s gaze darted from Marco to his father as she stepped away, wishing that instead of flying, Alan the Archer had asked his gods for instant teleportation.

Everyone fell silent as they took in his blood-splattered form, his heavy coat hanging askew as he dragged some poor bastard into the office, blood smearing on the floor, teeth clacking on the threshold, and feet tied with a rope that Phoenix’s scarred fingers gripped like a vise.