Sanctum

"You are asking me to give up everything for this, this sin!"

"Is our love truly so wrong?" Rosalie's eyes gloss over with tears that cannot ever be shed, perfectly painted lips tilting into a frown of devastation, "Are we so wrong?"

"Rosalie-"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me that what there is between us isn't right. Tell me that our love doesn't deserve to be felt."

Niamh can't. She can't say it, even if everything she has ever been taught proves that this burning between them will only damn them.

But maybe Niamh is only fooling herself. Maybe she's already given up her faith, and placed it in the dangerous creature across from her.

Rosalie Hale is a demon that has taken her soul. But Niamh only sees an angel. And in that,

she finds salvation.