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A king where I am a killer.
“And why would I do that?” His voice is flat. “Because I told you to.” “And that is supposed to mean something to me?”
“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.”
I will myself not to melt under her burning gaze.
If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.
“The truth then?” “The truth always.”
The sight of her in jet black is enough to make me colorblind, make me see nothing and no one but her.
I blame her for it. Blame her for cracking my carefully crafted mask, shattering it to pieces when she is around. I’ve never felt so much, never feared so much. But if I must endure the consequences that feeling something for her brings, then so does she. It’s like a tangible tether between us, this consuming connection. I will her to meet my eyes, and when they do— Sparks. Electricity. Everything beautiful, everything bold, everything breathtaking—that is what I feel in her gaze. That, and terrified. Terrified of what she is doing to me. She is a vision, a nightmare, a dream. A grim reaper
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Then her eyes drift to Kitt. The connection snaps. And I’m left feeling empty besides the jealousy growing inside me. Why did I ever think I could have her, ever think she would have me? Because beasts don’t get the beauty.
I’m avoiding him. Not the best way to deal with a problem, I’ll admit.
A very desirable distraction.
“what do you want me to call you?” My eyes slowly meet his, confused by his question. “What do you want to call me?” “I want to call you mine.”
“I know you feel it too,” he says quietly. “Feel what?” “Feel alive. Feel on fire. Feel.”
“Pae, when I look at you… I’m devastated. I’m drowning. I’m dying to catch my breath.”
His next words are nearly a whisper. “Look at me and tell me you don’t feel the same.” Silence. And then— “I don’t feel the same, Kai.” Lies. Lies. Liar.
His deep chuckle cuts me off. “God, you’re stunning.”
I can’t do this anymore. I can’t not give in to the temptation that is him. I’m suddenly unable to think of a single reason why I’m fighting this, why I shouldn’t close the gap between us right now. I want to— His lips meet mine. Barely.
It’s the whisper of a kiss, a promise of passion.
Her soul is stunning.
She is a good beyond my grasp, one that I am not worthy of glimpsing, let alone grabbing hold of. And yet, here she is despite that. Choosing me.
It’s a privilege to look into those eyes, to drown in the e...
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light freckles dusting her nose, all twenty-eight of them.
Perhaps the beast can earn the beauty after all.
“My pretty Pae, what have you done to me?”
Is this what it feels like to truly feel?
Everywhere I look seems to promise death by plants.
