Rise of the Cinder Fae (Dark Hearts Fairytale Retellings, #1)

by Whitney Dean

You anger me, you drive me mad, but somewhere amid our arguing, I fell deeply in love with you. And no one is ever going to take you away from me.”

“Yes, my heart. This night and many others will end with us.”

“Yes, little doe. You have taken my heart, and I don’t want it back.” He remains on his knees after unraveling me from around him. “Everyone thought I didn’t have one, but it was just waiting for an infuriating blonde to inject her venom into it.”

I will always breathe for her.

I want her smiles, laughs, and moans. I want her venom, poison, and scowls. I want all of her, enchantment or not, crown or not. Nothing matters anymore if every night doesn’t conclude with her in my arms.

The way you love me will never be too much. I will always be your anchor when you feel yourself sinking. I will always be the breath you need to take.”

I could write a poem about the charming prince hidden by moonlit shadows, the light in his eyes overcome by darkness with three lives now taken by him. Beautiful and haunted, this prince of mine.