Powerless (The Powerless Trilogy, #1)

by Lauren Roberts

For every girl who has ever felt powerless

Perhaps you may not need powers to be powerful.

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

“Mark my words, Prince, I will be your undoing.”

And in that moment, I realized that I’d wanted to say it—wanted her to hear it from my lips. Realized that if she died, I would never again get to look into those blue eyes and utter those two syllables that have been a constant in my mind.

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

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,” I say, my voice low.

The strongest weapon a woman has at her disposal is that she is often underestimated,”

I’ve never been looked at like it’s a privilege to be in my presence, an honor to hold my gaze, a gift to get a glimpse of me. Not until I met him.

“I don’t know that I ever lived before laying eyes on the likes of you.”