Collided (Dirty Air, #2)

by Lauren Asher

Screw heels and being a royal pain in the ass who needs to be protected by a pretty prince.

“You’re no princess. You’re a motherfucking queen. Don’t let anyone forget it, not even yourself. People think the king matters, but the queen brings down all the other pieces.

I want to learn about the man no one else knows. So give me every part of you because I’m not here to piece you back together. I like you too much, just the way you are, broken parts and all.”

Screw platonic. I want catastrophic.

“My beautiful angel. Too wicked for heaven, too good for hell.”