Onyx Storm (The Empyrean #3)

by Rebecca Yarros

the faint, strawberry-red circles around his irises, he’ll

“Did you cry for Riorson when they strapped you to the chair and watched your blood fill the cracks between the stones on its way to the drain?

“And it’s always the same fight.” He lifts his hand to his chest. “I’ll trust you if you stop keeping secrets!” He drops the hand and scowls. “It’s my secretive nature that attracted you, and why can’t you just stay out of harm’s way for five fucking minutes?”

“I am yours and you are mine, and there’s no law or rule in this world or the next that will change that.”

“You’d have to own a heart to break it,”

hit Halden in the chest like a battering ram, sending the crown prince of Navarre flying backward—straight into the rock wall. Shit.

“She really, honestly hasn’t thought about you. At least not since the second she set eyes on me.”