Shadow & Storms (The Legends of Thezmarr, #4)

by Helen Scheuerer

As blood dripped from Wilder’s swords, that brilliant white light flared again. At last, he tasted the storm on his lips, and looked up.

LETS GOOOOOO

‘I figured there will always be monsters in this world. And that I’d gladly hunt them with you forever.’ ‘Forever is a long time.’ ‘Even if I had forever, it would not be enough time with you.’

MISERY.

‘What the fuck…?’ Thea murmured beside him as the shadows receded, just enough to reveal the figure wielding them. At the heart of all that darkness was Princess Jasira.

Yeah...i had a feeling

‘We are all daughters of darkness, Thea. We were born into a world of it, a place that would dictate the way in which we defend ourselves, the way we live our lives. No more. That world is no longer. And the next one will be what we make it.’