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. He didn’t respond but smiled and shook his head before turning to me.

“You would go and save the King of Rashearim?” My hands dropped to my hips. “Oh, I would level the universe for him, but he told me to be good, so I’ll stick to saving him instead.”

I just love them.

“You found me.” Dianna nodded, lowering her arm. “I’ll always find you.”

She is chaos. One cannot exist without the other, and if she were to lose that, war would be the least of our problems.”

You cannot say you’re sorry and keep hurting someone,

“What’s our next plan? Where do we go without Samkiel?” I snorted. “Without him? There is no without him. He’ll come back, and if he doesn’t, I will hunt him down and drag him back if I have to.

She’d given up the very fabric of her being for me. I would never be worthy of her, of that kind of love, but I would be a godsdamn liar if I said I wouldn’t try to be.

I turned and froze, every muscle in my body seizing. It wasn’t in fear of the hundreds of flying bugs that probably infested this city, but because Samkiel, World Ender, Destruction Incarnate, and the legendary God King throughout all twelve realms, was kneeling before me. His hand was raised, and he held a shimmering silver ring that held a rhombus-cut, clear jewel. The band gleamed in the low light, and the main stone and the four smaller gems surrounding it sparkled like starlight. Power wafted from it, pure blinding power that I could nearly taste.

There is no perfect place to do this. No place would be perfect enough for you, but anywhere you are is perfect for me.”

“I’ll hurt you.” My voice came out as small and damned as I felt. “Then hurt me.” Samkiel’s eyes softened, and he stepped closer, his body almost flush with mine. “But don’t leave me.”

Samkiel lightly grabbed my arms. “How could I not be completely and utterly in love with you?” “You love me?” My heart melted. “With everything I am and everything I ever will be.”

I’d thought he had given up on us when I’d been the one threatening to pull back. I truly didn’t deserve this man, but I no longer cared. He was mine, and I was keeping him.

I didn’t have pretty words to offer him, and I sucked at revealing my emotions, so I did what I always did and said, “I am going to fuck you senseless.”

“You left me to go house hunting and wedding planning after we’d just had a major fight?” He shrugged. “Well, when you say it like that, I suppose it does sound a bit strange.”

“You can’t see me yet. I told you!” I snapped toward the closed doors. “It is merely me.” Reggie’s voice filtered through the heavy wood. “Oh.” I headed toward the door, Miska giggling behind me. “Sorry, Samkiel was being insistent earlier, and I just assumed.” I opened the door, and Reggie paused, beaming with pride as he looked at me.

“I once told you that love has power, and the purest, truest of it can defy great odds. It is something I have witnessed before, and I will witness it again. If it gives power, take it. Harness it. This,” he pointed up, “is your power in the sky, no one else’s. To save her, simply call it home.”

Now I understood the look on my father’s face and my mother’s tears as she held me that night. I did not make Oblivion. I was Oblivion.

Reggie smiled at me, and it was the first real one I had seen from him in a long time. “Bring your queen home.” I gave him a curt nod and shot into the sky, leaving the sound of thunder in my wake.

“Oblivion,” Isaiah whispered. “How did you get that from Mera?” My lips curled in disgust. “I did not get it. I am it. Oblivion is not something anyone can take from me.”

She chose me and has every day from the moment she laid eyes on me. She left you then and never once looked back. Not. Once.”

She is my wife, my only, and she will never again be yours. Never.”

mine. “You destroyed a world for me?” Dianna said it in utter disbelief. She did not fully understand the lengths I would go for her. Destroying a world was not even a fraction of it. She thought me a hero, but a hero would defy others for the greater good. She was mine, and for her, I’d do the unthinkable. My strong, fierce, beautiful girl who thought she could take the world on all by herself. Only she had me now, and gods above and below help anyone who thought they could hurt or take her from me.

Neverra,

Cameron. Even with Cameron’s increased strength, I knew Isaiah would rip him apart with his bare hands. I ran down the hall, doorways blurring. I turned a corner and sped past the open door to Samkiel’s study before skidding to a halt. The hem of my robe tangled around my thighs as I backed up, my eyes narrowing.