The Maleficent Faerie (Beloved Villains, #2)

by Rebecca F. Kenney

“What’s a little hug between enemies?”

Defender, captor, murderer. My lover and my enemy. My comfort and my doom. How can he be all those things at once?

I only know that I’m drawn to her, that I like her as much as I lust for her. That her absence would wound me and her death would destroy me.” Kyan clears his throat. “I believe that’s called love, my King.” “It’s terribly inconvenient.” “Love usually is.”

And then I spin around, march down the steps, hook my hand around the back of her neck, and kiss her.

“I am the monster who cursed you, little viper,” I whisper. “And I am the supplicant who adores you. If my imperfect, wretched, diseased love can save you, take it. Take it all.” And I press my lips to hers.

“I love you beyond reason, with all the persistence of revenge and all the violence of hate. I love you with the bones beneath my flesh and the blood in my veins. I love you into the deepest dark and under the harshest light. Let me be your Forever. You are already mine.”