Phantasma (Wicked Games, #1)

by Kaylie Smith

Her name on his tongue sounded like a wicked prayer.

“I apologize if I gave you the impression that I do what I’m told.”

“You came.” “You called,” he answered.

“I will never beg you for anything,” she said. He grinned. “Famous last words.”

taking care of yourself first is not a sin.

Their collision was earth-shattering.

“In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,”

“My soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mind.”