Throne of Secrets (Prince of Sin, #2)

by Kerri Maniscalco

I’d burn at the stake before I ever gave him credit for the clever move.

Probably so he could stroke himself later to the memory of his one great act of cleverness.

“Your smile is devastating,”

This female would be the end of my sanity.

I knew she disliked me, but it seemed a bit excessive, even for a sinner with an affinity for gluttony.

The whole male species ought to be magicked away to an island to live out their days of idiocy in peace.

Nitimur in vetitum. We strive for the forbidden.

He tasted like my favorite mistake.