Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

His words never fail to have my stomach flipping, heart fluttering, lips falling silent.

I smile for her, only her, always her.

She looks at me, eyes as bright as the sea itself. I stare into them, memorizing the multitude of hues they hold in the flickering lantern light. My favorite color is a shade of her, a sliver of the vibrance she exudes. And I will gladly drown, gladly burn, gladly fall into those blue eyes until the day she looks at me for the last time.

This is the boy who braids back my hair and dances for the both of us. The boy who would chase me to the ends of the earth if it meant he could hold me one more time.