" And what I understood gave me rapture. “So you hold on to your midnight soul and refuse to let it go.” “It’s got hold of me, Franka, and there’s no way to escape it.” “Good,” I whispered. His chin jerked into his neck and he did one of his slow blinks. “Midnight is beautiful,” I told him. “And it’s at its most beautiful in you.” I watched his body lock. “Oh but the gods do so love me,” I shared softly. “To give me a man who would allow his soul to be taken over by the darkness of night, for he’s a man who loves so deeply, he lost those who had his love, was cast into the shadows, and he refuses to crawl to the light.” I "

― Kristen Ashley , Midnight Soul (Fantasyland, #5)