Three (Angels of Wrath, #3)

by Paulina Ian-Kane

“The twink’s name is Art, and he can’t do that because he doesn’t want to die in a grizzly bear attack,” Art replies hesitantly.

Instead of explaining, I do something I’ve wanted to for a very long time. I wrap my arms around her narrow shoulders and press her fragile frame against me.

😢 heart break

Fear is pulling your reins this time, but don’t let it control you. Ride the wave and see where Hunter and those sensations take you.”

“Tell me what you feel,” he whispers.

happy tears

meant touched by strangers. You’re different…I mean, with you is different.” He shrugs, trying to be nonchalant, but instead looking all vulnerable and shit with those bright gold eyes on me. And all I want to do is hold him close to my chest and kiss his damp hair.

“You let fucking Cinderella inside our house.”

😆

Mine. The idea makes me all weirdly tingly.

“You get me,” he murmurs with wonder in his tone.

Ramiel was sent by the Devil to fucking test me.

So damn cute together

can feel how different everything is now between us. I can’t pinpoint when it changed, but it did. It’s almost palpable in the tiny space separating us.

You made me fucking whole again, Hunter. I give everything to you. And you don’t!”

Ouch 😢

I got you.”

More powerful than I love you