A Touch of Gold and Madness (Celestials of Arcadia #1)

by K.L. DeVore

The silver magnetic bracelet engraved with intricate Kinetic sigils suppressed my magic, as well as the luminescent blue currents that usually raced up and down my arms and neck. I effectively appeared human. The glamour concealed my dual-toned, black-and-white waves that were marbled together to appear gray, earning my name.

“Come on out, little savage,” he said in a husky baritone. “I wanna see you play.”

his laugh. My breathing slowed as our laughter quieted, and I found myself wanting to hear that sound again.

“Except the only difference is I’ll fucking kill anyone who tries to hurt you, now.”

“That’s my girl.”

“You know I’m anything but small, Princess. You try to pretend like you don’t feel what’s between us, or maybe you’re just in denial with yourself. But it’s there.”

“I’m going to need you to clarify what you mean by ‘touch you.’ Because I’m going to be honest, Gray. There’s a million ways I want to touch you. And none of them are innocent.”

“I will always find you,

“You’re mine, Gray Monroe.” Chrome tucked his head underneath the curtain of my hair, kissing and biting down the column of my neck. “You fucking own my decaying heart.”

“No matter what happens to me, I’ll always find you. In every lifetime. In every realm. Because it’s always been you for me—ever since I was ten years old.”

This woman brought me back to life. She gave me back to myself whether she meant to or not. If she asked me to, I’d level the fucking world for her. I’d do anything. I loved every shattered piece of her. If I had to sweep each jagged shard up with my bare fingers for her so she could piece herself back together, I’d do it without a second thought. I didn’t care if it shredded my skin in the process. Hell, I’d search the winds for the lost pieces.