Fearless (The Powerless Trilogy, #3)

by Lauren Roberts

“What, because this isn’t your caring Kitt? Because I’m clever enough to devise a plan you’ve both played into?”

i will say, what a great villian character

must not be thinking straight because no one is used to me thinking at all.”

slay

For you, a death sentence.”

“Even now,” he whispers. “Even now.”

oh he real mad

Like always, he strains to hold on to both. But his grip is slipping, and a cruel reality is setting in. One cannot have both.

The delirium that was clutching Kitt so tightly begins to slip away. “I forgot. I… I can’t even remember myself.”

“I can love more than one person, Kitt.”

“Bury me…” Kitt takes several shallow breaths. Then he smiles. “Under the willow tree. I… I won’t be lonely there.”

aw heck

His bleary gaze finds mine again. Then he’s lifting shaking hands to fumble with the wedding ring on his finger. My voice quivers. “What are you—?” Kitt slips that steel band free. And with the last of his dwindling strength, whispers, “Love each other for me.”

oh kitty

I took a dose of the Plague. Maybe it was a mistake. I read in Father’s letter how he gave a dose to Ava when she was born.

ooook

I took a dose of the Plague. Maybe it was a mistake. I read in Father’s letter how he gave a dose to Ava when she was born.

oh sh-

“Good.” His nose brushed mine. “I want you to grow so used to my gratitude that you’re sick of it.”