Psy-Changeling

A blog dedicated to the Psy-Changeling Series by Nalini Singh.

[aaronwarner]

They both knew she had the power to stop him, the only individual in the Net who could. ”If you ever do it,” he’d said when she touched her fingers to his cheek in a tender good-bye, “make sure you go all the way and end me.” Should he be left breathing after Sahara’s power sliced through him, taking the only thing that mattered, he’d become the monster Santano had groomed him to be. “Serial killer, mass murderer, there’s not a name for the evil that lives inside me.” Jaw set and eyes fierce, she’d shaken her head. “I won’t let the darkness have you.”

[em-random]

We fit, you and I. Two broken pieces making a whole.

Max Shannon to Sophia Russo (via em-random)

[achilleius]

It was the greatest, most inexplicable gift of his life that she saw him and didn’t turn away.

(re)read in 2019 — heart of obsidian, nalini singh.

[achilleius]

psy-changeling by @authornalinisingh​

Heroes, I’ve learned, don’t always wear white. Sometimes they come from the darkness, shadows among shadows.

[aaronwarner]

Sahara stepped back, stretched out her arms … and then she was dancing, her limbs flowing with a grace and a beauty that made it appear as if she had wings. He couldn’t breathe, wasn’t sure his heart beat until she stopped and went down on her knees in front of the chair, her hands on his thighs. “That’s all I have so far.” It was a laughing confession. “I know I’m rusty.” Chest painful, he said, “You were beautiful.” Strong and whole and a luminous repudiation of everything the monsters had tried to do to them both. “Again. Please.”

HEART OF OBSIDIAN by Nalini Singh

[em-random]

“You’re in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love’s not a strong enough word - you have my devotion, your name is branded on my soul, my wolf is yours to command. A hundred years? It’ll never be enough. I want eternity.”

— Hawke Snow to Sienna Lauren

[psychangeling]

Her eyes were no longer night-sky. Sparks of color fountained where the white stars usually resided, spectacular fireworks on the most miniature of scales. Neither man nor panther had ever seen anything more beautiful.

Lucas Hunter

[psychangeling]

He chuckled and she felt the stroke of his laughter deep inside where no one should’ve been able to reach. “Animal reproduction? That’s one way to put it. Have you ever tried it?” She was having trouble concentrating on his words with him so near . . . so touchable. He smelled of danger and wildness and passion, all the things she could never allow herself to feel. It was the ultimate temptation. “No. Why would I?” He leaned infinitesimally closer. “Because, darling, you might find that the animal in you likes it.” “I’m not your darling.” As soon as the words were out, her soul froze. No Psy would’ve ever risen to the bait. Lucas’s eyes blazed with challenge. “Maybe I can change your mind.”

[psychangeling]

You want to be joined at the hip with me, darling? That’s fine.

Lucas Hunter