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But stars are far more fun to stare at than a ceiling.
A king where I am a killer.
her. “Every girl deserves something equally as pretty and deadly as they are,”
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.”
“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.”
“I am more than willing to rip your dresses for you, Gray.
Then something like pity gleams in her brown eyes. I hate it. I don’t want her or the crowd’s pity. I want change.
One minute we’re flirting and the next we’re fighting—possibly even both at the same time.
Im lovimg this
“Oh, darling, as long as you still think I’m pretty, I don’t give a damn what I look like.”
The most powerful man paired with the most powerless woman.
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.
But in this moment, I don’t want to die—if only so I can hear him say my name one more time.
“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.”
Far, far away, I hear a male voice muttering panicked words. “If you die, I’m going to kill you.”
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.
If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.
“Fate is a funny, fickle thing, offering you no choice in how you live.”
Something about knowing you might not see tomorrow that has you doing things you’ll only regret if you survive.
But monsters are made, not born.
She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.
“And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly hoping you will allow me to stay in it.”
The smile he gives me is equally as lazy as his gaze traveling over my face. “Please, Pae.”
He’s the only thing keeping my thoughts from Sadie’s dead body, the only thing that will chase the nightmares away for tonight because I’m too occupied with the thought of him.
“Sadly, sometimes it takes martyrs to show people that there is something worth fighting for.”
Even monsters can have morals.
Because before I wanted to kill Ace for nearly killing Jax, I wanted to kill Ace for nearly killing Paedyn.
