The Cursed (Coven of Bones #2)

by Harper L. Woods

Willow. You are the wife of Lucifer Morningstar, so you need to consummate with me.”

“If I catch you, then you’ll give me the fight I’ve come to crave from you. If I catch you, we will go to war in the way our souls already know—until my body recognizes every inch of your skin by touch. When I catch you, I will fuck you, and we both know you’ll love every goddamn minute of it,”

I would tolerate nothing less than an eternity with her by my side, guiding her along the path that she’d always been destined to walk.

“Let’s get one thing clear, Witchling. I am not jealous. I am possessive over what is mine.”

“I have given enough. I have lost enough. I am not going to lose you, too.”

“Because until you’re willing to let me go, you’re never really going to have me at all. You’re always going to wonder if I would stay—if I would choose you if given the chance, and not knowing is going to haunt you for the rest of your days.”

“You’re as beautiful as you were the day I met you,” I said, even knowing that her eyes would be swollen and her face red. “And you are full of shit,”

“I love every side of you, Witchling. Even the parts that make you human.”