The Dawn of the Cursed Queen (Gods & Monsters, #3)

by Amber V. Nicole

If he was the sun, by the old gods, she was the moon. Powerful, dark, and overbearing at times. She never left him, nor he her, as if they danced around each other for eternity.

to not watch her walk away, but that

“Quiet, Dianna. Or I will have to put something in your mouth to make you quiet.” Oh, my man was in a mood, and I loved it.

She tasted of the sea, a raging, powerful force that had the potential to drown me, and gods above, I wanted to drown.

“Home?” I had asked as she leaned near the bathroom sink, hope flickering to life in my chest. She smiled then, a small half-thing that blossomed further as she shrugged, no longer trying to hide her feelings. “That’s what it feels like with you.”

You’re supposed to protect the world, not me.” “You are my world.”

He was my sword, my shield, my heart, and my home.

He was home, and he was so far away from me now that it felt as if a part of my soul was missing.