Zenith Sasha Alsberg Quotes

Dex had taught her well, and now he would pay.

Carnage stained the skies.

I enjoy flirting with death.

She had always loved the stars. But tonight, she felt as if they were watching her, waiting for her to fail.

He had always looked at the world and seen it in a thousand different colors, his fingers itching to paint each turn of light, each curl of the wind sweeping through the silver streets. Every shade was unique in Valen's eyes. And yet... he was losing colors, too.

He could Andi" Andi's heart turned to ice. It wasn't possible. He was dead, cast away into some deep, dark hell where he'd never be able to claw his way out.

We've been through darkness, Andi," Valen said. "But that doesn't mean we can't still live in the light.

And Andi’s crew, a group of girls hailing from every hellish corner of the galaxy, were as sharp as Andi’s blades.

I'm always fine," Andi snapped. But she knew that Lira sensed the lie the moment it left her lips. She sighed. "I'm just in shock. Seeing Dex again after I thought her was gone for good... I stuck a knife through him, Lira. And now he's come back to haunt me.

But names no longer meant anything. On Lunamere, everyone became a number in the end. Deep in the belly of hell incarnate Valen became 377.

The expanse of space stretched out before them, causing Andi's eyelids to droop against her will. Before she knew it, darkness had claimed her.

Androma was good at what she did. But so was Dex. Besides, a prodigy could only outrun her master for so long.

This was the man who'd bested her. This was the man she'd have to kill today.

She was exhausted, both mentally and physically. It was an exhaustion Andi doubted sleep could fix.

It was a desert world where the wind blew as hot as the devil’s backside

A humming vibration filled the bay before the ship shot forward, like the tip of a crystal spear hurtling through the black expanse.

She was frustrated and hungry and, thanks to the nightmares, reaching a level of exhaustion that shouldn’t have been humanly possible to survive.

And, of course, outside the hooded cape, her trademark glowing swords were strapped across her back like an X of death.

You were always one for theatrics, Androma. My little bitter ballerina.” “I am not—and never will be—yours.” “We’ll see about that.

You can't?" Cyprian barked out a laugh. "The Bloody Baroness does whatever she wants. Even if it means stealing a starship in the middle of the night, crashing it into the side of a mountain, and slaughtering an innocent girl in the process.

Each line she etched into the metal was another life cut off, another heart stopped at the slice of this very blade. A hundred lives to cover up the pain of the very first. A hundred more to shovel away the hurt into a place that was dark and deep.

Andi went rigid. For the first time today, despite everything Dex had thrown at her, she actually looked stricken. Shocked. Pained. "Hello, Androma," the man on the screen said. "I've been searching for you a very, very long time." Dex smiled. This was worth more than all the Krevs in the galaxy.

Whatever you say, Androma,” Breck said. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to take little Gilly here down to check out the new weapons. With the supplies the general gave us, we can make Sparks large enough to destroy an entire moon.” “Go ahead,” Andi said. “But I want you both back here before we take off.

Dex crouched down next to her, lips level with her ear. "You know, you were a lot more fun three years ago." It was like he wanted her to kill him. She turned, unfazed that their faces were separated by mere centimeters. So close she could see the pores in his caramel skin, the deep brown of his eyes, and the raised scar that rested near his temple. She'd given him that scar. What she also noticed was how her heart no longer fluttered like it used to when he looked at her. She used to love his eyes, their unspoken words. The feel of his skin against hers during their passionate nights, but now those thoughts made her cringe. She guarded herself against those details scrounged from distant memories. They were no longer part of a blissful reality but a hurtful past. "A lot has changed in three years, Dextro," Andi said calmly. "Now if you don't move, I'll give you a new scar, and this time," she said, pointing to his right temple, "it will be across your neck." He put his arms up in defense before rising, distancing himself from her.

But there was no plan. For the first time in her pirating life, someone had bested her. It's not him, Andi's mind whispered. It can't be him. And yet, the Marauder was a corpse. It was already growing cold in the cabin, Andi's breath appearing before her in the white clouds. Do something, Andi's mind screamed. Get us out of this. You can't go back, Andi, you can never go back. Fear spiked through her, in and around, trying to still her like the ship. But she was the Bloody Baroness. She was the captain of the Marauder, the greatest starship in Mirabel, and she had a crew waiting on her word.

He wondered, as her blades crackled in the too quiet room, and waves of electricity spiraled around them, if he'd made a mistake. He hadn't seen her in years, but he'd heard the rumors. He hadn't truly known if she could wield those weapons with the glory and grace that drew blood and split bones. But now, as Androma hissed, "I'm going to kill you," and her words sent a slice of fear charging through Dex's heart, he knew. Gone was the girl he'd once known, that shivering thing he;d found bruised and broken in the wilderness of Adhira. In her place stood the warrior he'd trained and hardened and turned into something devilishly delicious. He reached for his gun as the Bloody Baroness attacked.

Xen Ptera was dying. Queen Nor Solis had known it for years, had witnessed her planet's pain with her own eyes -but knowing the truth didn't make facing it any easier. For years, she'd known it coming.

It shows us that everyone has a balancing act teetering in their souls,” Andi’s mother had told her. “We all stand in harmony between the two. It is up to you which side becomes stronger.

We’ve been through darkness, Andi,” Valen said. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t still live in the light.

I am Valen Cortas, he thought, rolling the words over and over in his mind. It was the only thing that kept him going, leashing a sharp coil of courage around his veins. Vengeance will be mine.

obsidinite

had long since sunk into the obsidinite walls and bars. Those walls of obsidinite

But Andi had decided, long ago, that the nightmares were her punishment. She was the Bloody Baroness, after all.

occasionally rendering Lira unconscious when activated.

Little pieces of heaven clutched in her hell-raising fists.

Something tells me things are about to change for the better. I'm ready to see it happen.

but she couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that this time might be different.

pretty penny for

Deadly and delicious, all varillium glass in the shape of an arrowhead, now concealed by metal shields to protect it during the chase. The

Dex squeezed his fists. The pilot flinched back as four crimson triangular blades sprung out of each of Dex’s gloves, just over his knuckles.

She’d make them regret coming after the Bloody Baroness. It was time to end this.

But she was the Bloody Baroness.

Dex reached for his gun as the Bloody Baroness attacked.

to the trademark agony of the Bloody Baroness.

Oh, that was a good shot,” Gilly said, giggling and brandishing her double-trigger gun. One trigger killed, one disabled.

The killing mask of the Baroness slid into place.

A Patrolman shot. Andi lifted her arms. The bullet slammed against her varillium cuffs before it could lodge itself into her throat.

Surely not from the Bloody Baroness.

he stared straight into those light gray eyes, meeting her challenge head-on.

cold as the metal wall she leaned against.

every Krev spent to discover the fugitive, Dex had been the one to catch her.

The Bloody Baroness does whatever she wants. Even