The Throne of Broken Gods (Gods & Monsters, #2)

by Amber V. Nicole

“This is how the world ends,” the fate had whispered, and I was going to show them just how right fate was.

my Dianna.

my Dianna

my Dianna.

my Dianna.

My Dianna.

My Dianna.

my Dianna

A lock on a door in a house rattled.

my Dianna?”

my sweet, protective, caring, fiery Dianna.

my Dianna,

all of me missed her.

A lock on a door in a house rattled.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

And a lock on a door in a house quieted.

Burying feelings hurts no one but yourself.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

My Dianna,

my girl.”

akrai,

akrai,

akrai.”

akrai,

my Dianna

I knew all along. He would never let me go, and the part of me I’d shut away behind a lock on a door in a house didn’t want him to.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

“My heart and soul scream in defiance because she is the only thing I can think about. The only thing I dream of when I allow it, the only thing in this life or the next I wish to claim.” I felt my eyes sting as I turned to him, his features filled with anguish. “Why do I feel so strongly for her? Why can’t I treat her like any other beast or creature? The time we spent together should mean nothing. Nothing. I have been with countless beings, traveled between worlds, saved thousands, and fought creatures that could swallow worlds. Yet this woman with a fiery attitude has burned me to my very core. I let her in during the worst part of my existence, and now she is in my bones. My every thought, every dream, is of her, and I can’t eat or sleep. I haven’t even been inside of her, Logan, not really, not like Cameron or Vincent suspects, but she’s burned into my soul, my very being. And I hate it. I hate that it’s not simple anymore. I hate feeling so strongly for someone who does not feel the same. Every time a door opens, or I hear heels on the floor, I look for her, and I hate that, too. I hate that I think every dark-haired woman I see is her. She made me smile, made me laugh, and I hate it. I hate that she made me feel alive and whole for once. Dianna saw me for who I am, not a ruler or king. She made me feel normal, and then she left me. Abandoned me like it meant nothing.”

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

Light flared from beneath a door so deep in my mind I flinched. The door shook and rattled, screams echoing through my head. I clenched my hands so tight my claws drew blood.

Jeez Logan, what an understatement

She hadn’t tamed me. She’d healed me without even realizing it.

A lock on a door in a house rattled,

my Dianna.”

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

Dianna, you are loved.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

“What if he doesn’t like me?” Samkiel continued to run his hand along the beast’s flank. “Only a fool would not.”

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

A lock rattled.

And a lock on a door in a house rattled.

“Your smile, Dianna, is only one of the most beautiful things about you.”

“No one comes here. It’s yours if you wish it.” “A whole beach?” I shook my head. “You’d give me a whole beach?” “The world, if you wish.”

I have seen the best of you, Dianna, and now I have seen the worst. I am not leaving. You do not scare me.”

And a lock on a door in a house… quieted.

my Dianna.

“She is my queen.”

but if he hurt you again, touched you, I’d level the world.”

“But,” I finally said, “every fragment, every piece of me still left, cares about you. Even the very dangerous and ugly parts.” “Dianna,” he cupped my cheek, the heat of his palm rough against my skin, “there are no ugly parts or pieces of you, and I care about them all, broken or not.”