To Kill a Shadow (Mistlands, #1)

by Katherine Quinn

Why did her defiance cause my blood to boil, and not in a way that often led to death? No, this time it simmered beneath my skin, a delicious heat settling into my chest.

If I didn’t get myself in check, I would die alone, as she’d so vehemently put it. But my death would occur out there in the cursed dark, where the Mist would swallow me up whole. Another soldier who dared to fight against the impossible.

Love was nothing if not sacrifice, and for him, I’d willingly give all of myself.

“You are what I imagine the sun to be like,” I whispered so softly I wasn’t sure she could hear the admission. “Fiery. Beautiful. Damning.”