The Maleficent Faerie (Beloved Villains, #2)

by Rebecca F. Kenney

“Here you can be afraid,” he says softly. “You can be angry, and wretched, and so discouraged you want to die. And still you are accepted, and still you are fed. And still you are loved.”

“Sometimes I need to be reminded,” he murmurs. “Reminded of what?” I whisper. “That I am enough. Even when I’m not.”

“I don’t, though. 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.”

“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.”