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370 pages, Hardcover
First published June 5, 2018
“I simply want your heart, my prince.”
“I am no flower to be ravaged at your whim, angry wolf - I am your hunter, bow cocked and ready. I am a Heartless, one of the creatures your people fled from in terror thirty years ago.
If you were smart, you'd start running, too.”
“What's worse, Reginall - to be a monster, or to make monsters?”
I want the whole of my humanity, and the cost is his.Loved it! With a kick-ass, sarcastic heroine who's faced with an impossible choice, how could I not?!
Fear turns the wisest and kindest of men stupid and cruel.The story revolves around the human Prince and a witch's thrall (called a Heartless) . . .
Why kill your enemy yourself if you can get an undying, magical thrall to do it?. . . who's sent to get close to him so she can cut out his heart and make him a thrall to stop another war from breaking out.
I am no flower to be ravaged at your whim, angry wolf - I am your hunter, bow cocked and ready. I am a Heartless, one of the creatures your people fled from in terror thirty years ago.Of course, it's not so straightforward.
"You clearly missed the point of my riveting analogy," I say. "Which I will forgive. Subtlety isn't for everyone.". . . and the following doesn't make you nauseous (lol) . . .
"Not everything in life is about love.". . . this book is for you. I highly recommend! Thank you, Roobie for bringing this book to my attention. <3
"No. Only the things that matter."
It's a small mercy that my lie is also a truth. I throw on my best genuine smile.
"I simply want your heart, my prince."
Ruffles hide so much of my anger. Silk gloves do a perfect job of making my hands looks clean, instead of the bloodstained sinners I know them to be. The mirror whispers I'm beautiful, even though all I can see is the twisted, malformed darkness of my unheart bleeding out of my every pore.
"They will ignore you. They will try and tell you that you aren't good enough. This is a lie. You are an Y'shennria. You have always been good enough." - Y'shennria to Zera
"I will never consider meeting you a mistake," Lucien says, his midnight eyes flashing.
I want nothing more than to stay in this moment, my hand in his. But that's an impossibility. A weakness. I am a monster, and he's a human. I want his heart, and I want his other heart. His affection, his blood. I want it all.
But if I take one, I can't have the other.
But I knew - I knew this was what awaited me. This was my fate from the beginning, so the sadness I feel clawing at my insides isn't justified I should've been prepared for this. I had two weeks to prepare, to harden myself, and I frittered it away pretending to be human instead.
I am no flower to be ravaged at your whim, angry wolf-I am your hunter, bow cocked and ready. I am a Heartless, one of the creatures your people fled from in terror.
If you were smart, you'd star running, too.
"Thank you for having me here today."
Thank you, and I'm sorry.
As sorry as a monster can be.
Was nützt Schönheit ohne Geist? Sie ist nicht mehr als ein Vase mit Blumen, die verwelken und dann weggeworfen werden.