Snapdragons (Monster Stalker #2)

by January Rayne

“I want to be closer. I want to lick your fucking bones,” he snarls, perching the tip of his wings by either side of my head.

“Promises are for children. Vows and Oaths are for the ones who put their hearts, and their lives on the line. Not even death is safe from vows and oaths. A soul is tethered to them once they are made. Break it, and I believe the soul is damned.”