Violet in Fourth Wing:
"Yeah, well, I'm his..." I open my mouth and shut it a few times because… fuck if I know what I am to him. But the longing that holds my heart hostage, this driving need to be at his side because I know he's suffering, no matter if it means throwing myself headfirst into uncertainty… I can't deny what he is to me. "I'm just… his."
Xaden in Onyx Storm:
What even am l?
Hers.











