The Songbird & the Heart of Stone (Crowns of Nyaxia, #3)

by Carissa Broadbent

“There is no light without darkness. There is no life without suffering.”

“We all have ghosts in our pasts, Iliae. We can’t give them the power to define our futures, too.”

I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t speak. He leaned closer until his forehead touched mine. “And if you’ll take it, Mische Iliae, you will have me, too.” This whisper was an exhale, like he didn’t mean to say it aloud—like the words surprised even himself.

This isn’t what love should feel like. “Show me what it should feel like,” I whispered. The blade fell. My sentence was written. We crashed together into beautiful damnation.