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

by Eliza Raine

"Madivia, let me tell you with absolute certainty that there is no mark of death over you."

Oh shiittt

"Where do you go when you're not with me?" "Nowhere. I just… don't exist." I frown, trying to imagine that. I can't. "It's shit," she announces, and I blink. She swears. The giant magical bear swears.

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.