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

by Carissa Broadbent

Gods can smell fate upon a soul. And yours…” He lowered his lashes, drawing in the inhale of a summer breeze. “Yours smelled of revelation.

this is what it feels like to be Turned. You’re stuck between layers as the entire world changes. And you’re in the middle of it all, watching it happen, and yet none of it can touch you.”

He could have had any woman. And yet his heart was so hungry for her that he let it devour the world for a fleeting taste.

But it’s a strange cocktail, suffering and faith. A dangerous one that makes you think you can survive anything.

And there was nothing more dangerous than a sin that felt right.

I was so sick of wanting. 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.