Broken by Daylight (Beasts of the Briar, #4)

by Elizabeth Helen

Farron blinks then looks down. “Oh . . . I understand.”

Oh, to be a fictional character where you can just say shit and everyone knows what you mean.

OMG 💜🧡🤍🖤💛💚💙❤️🩷🩵🩶

Then I kick the door shut in her face.

Honestly in this moment she deserves it.

For Dayton. For Farron. For the Summer Realm. For fuck’s sake!

Lol

As he stands before me, dressed in my clothes and bathed in darkness and desire, I can’t help but feel a surge of possessiveness wash over me. He’s going to be such a spectacle at this party.

ooooooh? 👀

“It’s really not that ridiculous,” I chime in, examining a thread on my cuff. “Sea Puppy would be a ridiculous nickname. Or Fred, because what does that have to do with it all? But Dayton is actually quite a normal⁠—”

Quickly, I tear off a chunk of one of Kairyn’s creepy vines and wrap it around my snapped bow. It’s not much of a repair, but it’ll have to do.

No! Absolutely not! that is not how that works!

she looks a little like Rosie. A lot like Rosie, actually.

there's a reason for that

Wrenley smacks my hand away, and the little creature flutters out of the alcove.

bitch?

Caspian removes his hand from me, then wipes it on Dayton’s muscular thigh. “There.”

Ew Cas, what the hell? 😆

“You’re the Nightingale,” I breathe.

there it is

“I can’t do this,” we both say at the same moment.

Yaaaaaaaay

“I almost fucked the Nightingale!” I choke out. “Yes, you idiot!” Rosie snarls at me. “I distinctly remember you not stopping me from almost fucking the bloody Nightingale.”