Everlife (Everlife #3)

“Oh, I’ve missed you, all right. The war is over, we’re on vacation, and you haven’t been seeing to my needs.”

He arches a brow. “I have no’, now, have I? Well, it’s time I do so.” In a single fluid motion, he sweeps me up into his arms and begins to climb our winding staircase, as if I am as light as air.

I laugh, filled with joy and Light. “I’m not sure how little ole me ever won Killian the Untamable.”

“You breathed, lass. I often wonder how sexy ole me ever won the fiercest female in the history of ever.”

Aw. Could he be any sweeter? “So you’re happy you married me?”

“The happiest.”

“You’re not—yet,” I say, and kiss his neck. “But you will be. Take off your clothes.”

His pace increases, and I belt out another laugh. Never, in all my wildest imaginings while I was trapped inside Prynne Asylum, desperate to escape, could I have predicted

I would end up here, with Killian. But through the darkest moments of my life, I finally saw the Light, and through the deepest depths of my pain, I found great pleasure.

Life might not go the way we think we want, might even lead us through dark nights and across stormy seas, but we can’t give up. The only sure way to fail is to quit. We are Lights of the world, and we must keep fighting for what is good and right—we must keep fighting for love.

Me? I’ll fight till the day I experience Second-death.

One day, though, my battle will come to an end, and I’ll move on to the Rest. Like Myriad and Many Ends, the Rest has been reset.

By the time I go, the world I leave behind will not be the world I was born into.

I want to leave a legacy of strength, hope and Light. I want what was once my mess to become a message—people matter. Whoever they are, wherever they come from, whatever they look like or believe, they are worth something. They are precious.

Life is precious, and I don’t want to waste a single second.