Your Monsters Have Never Been More Beautiful : ACOTAR

We are but dust and shadows. Meant to crumble and fade but always there and forever to return. Monsters may be how the world sees us but that will never change how gentle your blood soaked claws have touched me.

Or

In which Alora Archeron fights with venom and fire to find out who she is when all she's ever known is bloodshed and hatred. She will shatter and break into a million pieces. She will hurt and bleed until there is nothing to give. She will hope and love until the stars die out. Without a master, without chains, without holding back. She will be. Freedom is at her fingertips, all she has to do is fight for it. Now if only she'd stop getting in her own way.

What are we if not monsters?

"I made myself into a monster for her, for them."

"We're all monsters to someone."

"There are worse monsters to serve."

Main ship:

Rhysand x OC x Azriel