Powerless (The Powerless Trilogy, #1)

by Lauren Roberts

“Every girl deserves something equally as pretty and deadly as they are,”

Her eyes are the color of the Shallows Sea’s deepest corner, a clear sky as it begins to drift into night, the subtle shade of a forget-me-not. And like the hottest flame, her eyes are blue and full of fire.

Perhaps I’ll relieve him of one of his hands, so he never has the opportunity to lay it on a woman again.

“Mark my words, Prince, I will be your undoing.” I lean in, ignoring the knife against my throat as I murmur, “Oh, darling, I look forward to it.”

“What are you—?” I stop short, feeling the pattern he’s gently weaving. “Are you… braiding my hair?”

“Too stubborn to ask for my help, Gray?” “No,” I say coolly. “Too strong to need it.” His next words are murmured close to my ear. “That’s what I like to hear.”

She is the embodiment of a bad decision. The twin of danger and desire. The fine line between deadly and divine. And I can feel myself drowning.

“Remind me to make you smile like that again, when you aren’t dying, and I have all the time in the world to memorize it.”

My fingers find her chin and then I’m tugging her face back in my direction so I can look her in the eyes as I say, “I’m going to ask again. Who did this to you?”

And now I forever want her name on my lips and rolling off my tongue until I’m drunk on the taste and sound of it.

If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.

She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.

I spin her if only to give myself some time to think. I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before. It never seemed important. Not until I looked into a pair of ocean-blue eyes and realized that perhaps drowning was a beautiful thing.

“sleep, Pae.” I manage to give him a groggy grin before asking, “Are you going to sleep?” “Oh, darling, I’m already dreaming.”