When the Moon Hatched (Moonfall, #1)

by Sarah A. Parker

He’s fire and brimstone. I’m shattered ice. Our collision is steam and destruction, destined to dissipate, but I’ll gladly burn beneath him until the world comes crumbling down.

‘Raeve, you could flay me down the middle and I’d still fucking love you.’

‘No, you don’t, Moonbeam. You love me. You’re just too busy feasting on my heart to notice.’