Vow of Deception (Deception Trilogy, #1)

by Rina Kent

It’d be ironic if I died from the cold when my name is Winter.

I’m a marionette in his hands, but he’s not taking my logic away. He’s engraving himself under my skin. He’s stealing my common sense and my breath. He’s opening doors inside me I didn’t

she’s mine for the taking. Mine to own. Mine to fucking possess.