Extraits

« - Alex s'est évanouie, et...

- Je ne me suis pas évanouie, je marmonne, sentant le rouge me monter aux joues.

Les lèvres d'Aiden esquissent un sourire.

- Ok. Elle n'était soudainement plus en train de marcher ou parler... »

« - Quoique tu fasses, ne brise pas le cœur de mon frère. Tu es son monde. Si tu le quittes, ça le détruira. »

J'étais sa source de pouvoir, son cinquième as. J'étais le commencement et il était la fin. Ensemble nous étions tout.

"Gods, I hate cemeteries."

Aiden placed a hand on my back. "Dead people can't hurt you."

"Unless they're zombies."

Oh, I was two seconds from jumping on his back and strangling him from behind... with love, of course.

— Pourquoi tu me dis ça ?

— Tu as ce regard depuis que tu es revenue des enfers.

Il marqua une pause, puis me dévisagea avec une gravité dont personne ne le croyait capable. En cet instant, il ressemblait tellement à Aiden.

— Je ne sais pas ce que tu vas faire, mais il n’est pas question que tu brises le cœur de mon frère. Tu es toute sa vie. Et si tu quittes ce monde, ça le détruira.

— Tu veux des Skittles ?

— S’il te plaît.

J’en versai quelques-uns dans sa paume ouverte, puis retirai les verts. Aiden me sourit.

— Tu sais que je n’aime pas les verts ?

Avec un haussement d’épaules, je fourrai ces derniers dans ma bouche.

— Les quelques fois où je t’ai vu en manger, tu laissais toujours les verts.

La tête de Deacon jaillit entre nos sièges.

— C’est ça, le grand amour.

— Exactement, répondit son frère.

My feet touched the ground and I took a step forward—one, and then another. And Aiden didn’t move. He waited. It was in those eyes of his, the finality of this. He wouldn’t win, he couldn’t and he knew it. Aiden accepted it. As I reached him, the rain stopped and the clouds parted. The sun followed my footsteps. “Alex.” Aiden’s voice was broken. Like a cobra striking, I took Aiden’s legs out from under him and he was on his back before another breath could be taken. Straddling him, I placed my hands on his shoulders. The marks of the Apollyon glowed a vibrant blue and raced over my skin. I leaned in, placing my lips above his and the words that came out of my mouth were mine… but weren’t. “All moments end, Saint Delphi. And now yours has.” I pressed my lips to the corner of his and he flinched. “You are weak because you love.” Aiden stared up at me, unblinking.

“To love is not weak. Love is the strongest thing there is.” My lips curved into a smile. Idiot.

"Even me," Deacon said. "I haven't gotten my regular twelve hours of sleep since all of this went down, and that is damn tragic".

Aiden rolled his eyes.

“What is it with the St. Delphi brothers and their attraction to halfs?”