Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

But it’s not his gray gaze I crash into. No, this one is brown, murky with blatant hatred. These are not the eyes I search for in every crowd. Not the eyes that rake over me with a reverence I revel in. Not the eyes that have counted every freckle dotting my nose, every shiver of my body.

I would spend the rest of my days making her flower crowns if she wanted to be a queen. My queen. Not Kitt’s. Not Ilya’s. Mine.

It was her I was meant to adore in this world and crawl to in the one after.

“I would lose my life for you before finding something else worth living for.” His