Of Frost and Feather (Flame Cursed Fae, #2)

by Eliza Raine

I'm beginning to believe that it's very possible to find beauty in monsters.

"Stop pretending that you're not as obsessed with me as I am with you."

If I'm to be cast as the villain, I'll fucking act like one.

She's a fighter. I watch her because she's fucking beautiful. I follow her because if anyone harms her I will burn them alive, for as long as I can. I need her… period.