I wouldn’t even be here if I hadn’t learned to claw my way up and prove to the demons that I’m more than the half-angel trash they’d believed I was when my mother had dumped me on the palace doorstep.
can only make out his vivid gray eyes, straight nose, and square jawline that’s covered with stubble. His hate-filled glare makes my skin prickle with awareness, and I resist the urge to reach for my dagger.
Standing in the middle of a group of archangels, is a devastatingly handsome male with thick golden locks, a sculpted symmetrical face, and a heart-stopping smile that has my breath catching in my throat.
A power so great, the demon king himself is afraid to use it. I figure something like that must be worth an unimaginable sum, and it’s hidden somewhere within these walls.
“We are fated. I will make you seeeee—” His last word rings in the air as Prince Callan steps up behind him and tosses him into the air, using wind power to send him sailing above the tops of the nearby buildings and out of sight.
but my body responds, need rushing through me as suddenly all I can think about is this male spreading my thighs. His muscular body moving… Whoa, hold on. What the fuck?
Got him... We'll start counting now.. Confirmed. 1 down... 3 to go? (I'm hoping two but I guess we'll see...)
Bonding to the demon royal doesn’t exactly line up with my life plans, but for now I figure it could prove to be advantageous. If she stays alive, that is.
JFC --- are ANY of her fucking mates going to bond to her??? Hopefully Dante will cause FUCK!