Where the Light No Longer Follows (Blue Fairytales, #3)

by Wendy Heiss

After so long in her duty as a Reaper, Silene knew for certain that if love was all it took to save someone, they’d all be eternal.

He didn’t know for how much longer he could keep her bones warm before his own would start to grow cold, too. For how much longer he could bear to embrace the soil she’d been buried in that blighted realm he cursed every time he visited because he missed her and was the only way he could hold her without hurting her. “I’m too desperate. Sleeping at her grave every night is not sufficing anymore. Holding the soil her bones lay buried under is not enough anymore. Talking to her gravestone is only making me miss her voice these days. I might be tasting your power, brother. You might have won over me after all. Our father was right.”

Ouchy ouchy ouchy ouchy