At the End There Was You (Blue Fairytales, #1)

by Wendy Heiss

Night. He reminded her of night.

She narrowed her eyes on him. “You want to hear me scream and shiver from fear, don’t you?” “I do,” he said, standing and heading towards the upper floor. “Just not from fear.”

“I’d rather talk about you.” Winter could feel her skin turn red. “What about me?” “Yes, about you. Tell me.”

She’d just closed her eyes when she felt a shadow falling over her. And when she opened them, a pair of black eyes were looking down at her. Night was looking down at her. The darkest night. Starless. Moonless. But the most entrancing one she’d ever seen.

“What if I want to disturb you?” Her pulse went on a run again. “I cannot allow you to do that. The lives of many rely on you solving this.” “I’ll save them all if you give me your attention.”

“If Death saw the world with that amber-coloured lens of your eyes, little sun, he’d be doomed. He’d start sending people back to the land of the living before they even stepped on the gates of his world.”

“I want you to kiss me, but we only have two more days to live.” She heard his sharp inhale, saw his chest rise like the thunder outside—as if it raged. “And I told you I’d save you,” he said, and then crushed his lips to hers.

“You’d make any man, God or not, fall on his knees and pray for damnation.” He kissed his way down her neck, marking her pale skin with his mouth. “Nothing would be holier than to be ruined by you.”

“So, I’ll just whisper it then. You said happiness comes in many forms. Mine is shaped like you. Has a mind shaped like yours, and a voice I never want out of my head.”

“Maybe I should just turn you into a rooted plant,” he muttered, following after her. “Then I’ll turn myself into a vine to wrap around you.”

Because at the end there was him. At the end there would always be him.

“I’ll see you from afar, but you’re so stunning in this distance. This must be why they always warn to never fly so close to the sun.”

“Live, Winter. Live wanting. Live deciding. Live for you. And live…for me, too. Make it good, my little sun. Make it really good. I want to hear all about it. I will wait this time. I will wait for you. Do not come to me. Do not seek me. Not unless you wish to break my heart.”