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“Make them underestimate you. Make them overlook you until you want to be seen.”
“Well, your clumsiness found me, so I’d hardly call it a curse,”
Perhaps you may not need powers to be powerful.
“Every girl deserves something equally as pretty and deadly as they are,”
“And I’m Kai. But you already knew that.”
“Mark my words, Prince, I will be your undoing.”
Oh, darling, I look forward to it.”
“I am more than willing to rip your dresses for you, Gray.
“That’s funny because I won’t hesitate to mess up your pretty face.” I smirk. “I knew you thought I was pretty.”
“Oh, darling, as long as you still think I’m pretty, I don’t give a damn what I look like.”
Vicious little thing, indeed.
so lovely, yet so lethal.
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.
“You’re a vision.” “She is, isn’t she?”
it is far more fun to admire you when the action is mutual.”
“Do me a favor, darling?” “And what’s that?” “Promise me you’ll stay alive long enough to stab me in the back?” I laugh loudly. “That’s been my goal all along, Prince.”
“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.”
The sight of her so weak, so vulnerable, so unlike herself, was enough to shatter a piece of the soul I’d forgotten I had.
“Because I don’t tolerate my toys being played with.”
You used all of it on me?” “Without hesitation.”
“My soldiers don’t mean anything to me. They are expendable and easy to replace.” His chest heaves, his eyes locked with mine. “So, yes, Gray. You aren’t one of my soldiers.”
“You tap your left foot when you lie, ever so slightly.” She gapes and I grin. “I started noticing it when you said you hated my dimples. And obviously, we both know that is a lie.”
I didn’t realize you had watched me so closely.” “Watched? Darling, I’ve never stopped.”
“Darling, I doubt that the sight of someone dying would affect me as much as you do alive and well.”
“You’re a shameless flirt, Azer.” “Only for you.”
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. Not until I looked into a pair of fiery blue eyes and realized that perhaps burning was a painless thing. Not until I looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes and realized that perhaps falling was a peaceful thing. I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before because I hadn’t seen one that was worthy of the title. Until now, that is. “Blue,”
“Vicious little thing,”
“You never cease to amaze me, Gray.”
“I’m annoyed that I’m not finding this annoying.”
“Focus on the dimples you try to convince yourself you hate, even though I know you look for them every time I smile.”
“Vicious little thing.”
“And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly hoping you will allow me to stay in it.”
The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated,”
you would have made me come to you in that dress, sooner or later.”
“Oh, darling, my eyes were on the dance floor,”
“Why do you think I’ve been drinking?”
“Will you forever be the prize I am aimlessly trying to win?”
“Oh, darling, a trophy implies that I won it, earned it, deserve it.”
“But if I get to have you, it will be because you let me.”
“I like when you truly smile. When you’re not wearing the mask of the future Enforcer or the prince, and you simply allow me to see you. It’s a smile I wish you would share with me more often.”
“Even with your stupid dimples, Azer.”
“Your name is Malakai?” “Yes, well, I’ve also been called devilishly handsome, devastatingly powerful, and more recently, a cocky bastard.”
“Whoever called you that must know you quite well.” “Yes, more than I care to admit,”
“The truth then?” “The truth always.”
as much as I like that dress on you, I figured you would look just as good in it with the laces undone.”
“I could get used to you being a gentleman, Azer.”
“And I could get used to being one for you, Gray.”
My slanted, hasty handwriting is scrolled across my palm, relaying a very important message: She said I could touch her when I’m sober.
“Such a shame I don’t have my knife to carve out your black heart.”
“Win this damn thing, Gray.”
