Last Courtesan of Olympus (Lovers of the Gods, #1)

by Amanda Meuwissen

But know that the heart wants to love And a new love will blossom Filling that void with its rapturous beauty. Come to me, my love Across fields full of lilies And all looks new tonight.

“If you choose one of the others, I might have to steal you.”

“Careful. Whoever you choose, I do hope there is something left of you to steal.”

“I feared you might miss the sunrise.”

for there is no greater grief than the realization of one’s mortality.

If his dark eyes were like starry skies then his skin was dotted with stars of their own, like diamonds embedded into him.