Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

But I will only survive this life if she does.

“If you look like hell,” he whispers with a sly grin, “then I’m fortunate to be going there.”

“You are my inevitable. In life and in death.”

I’m breathless at the sight of her, doomed by the hope of having her. It’s a beautiful ruin, a devastating devotion. This girl holds my heart in her hands, could crush it between her fingers and still have me thanking her for the touch.

But I am no stranger to drowning. I’ve been doing just that since the day I looked into her ocean eyes.

“Vicious little thing.”