#the bitten

[lolabean1998]

Anyone else just completely melt whenever you're watching Bitten and Clay Danvers says 'Darlin'? Cos I'm watching it now and HOT DAMN! 😍🤤

[minilev]

I'm not satisfied by The Bitten series finale for Jeremy at all

[a-crack-in-the-universe]

'I love you,' she whispered hard against his cheek. 'What about this don't you get?' He couldn't breathe with her in his arms, so his hands held the side of her face, his mouth crushing her words away, siphoning the residual blood in it to clean her palate, and to fulfill his. She was human; he wasn't. He needed her to leave; her hard shudder begged him to stay. Sweet surrender washed through him. Didn't he understand? Her hands slid up his back. He'd almost died—again. They had almost assassinated him right in front of her. He'd touched the depths of her mind with his, found the depths of her heart with his honor. And his gentleness with her knew no bounds. He'd prayed for her. Willed her back to life. She'd shared her soul with him just so he'd have one, if Heaven wouldn't provide then she would. Love beyond the rules, giving every fiber of who she was… unable to say no, even understanding all that he was and all that he was not. It didn't matter, not right now. He'd loved her. He'd saved her. He'd been butchered for her. That counted for something—it had to. If there was mercy anywhere in the universe, they had to know what he meant to her. He had to know and never forget. His punishing kiss was an echo that she sent back hard, crushing, intense. He'd given his entire kingdom for one night with her, and had defended any other claim to her. He was more than worthy of redemption in her eyes, even if that choice wasn't hers to make, or in her power to give—she'd try to bestow it in her arms. Tears cascaded down her cheeks as she pulled her mouth away. 'Time cheated us. Don't send me back to being alone,' she said, her voice cracking, her breaths unsteady as she took his mouth hard again.

L.A. Banks, The Bitten

[a-crack-in-the-universe]

'You are the only one who accepts all of me—the good and the bad, the strong and the weak. You'd take me with a halo or with fangs,' she said quietly, smiling sadly and moving in closer to him. 'To be with you doesn't require that I play some role, or be something special, and when I fall, you don't even care about that. You were that way with me before and after your turn… strength of character, Carlos—you've got it. So, if fate has it that I die with you, isn't that an honorable way to go out?'

Damali Richards

[wearethebitten-blog]

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1-ADAAZJmE)

[stephanie-gagliardo]

The Bitten