The Wrath of the Fallen (Gods & Monsters, #4)

by Amber V. Nicole

“Kaden is a monster, but he never lied about it.” Kaden made a noise of agreement.

“Sometimes darkness isn’t created. It is born.”

“Love is a curse, Ayla, and you are its wielder.”

Tonight I would weep, but come first light, I would rage.

Dianna, who had proven repeatedly how much she cared. The woman who had given her life to a stranger in the desert to save her sister, who had her heart ripped out for the world, who sold her soul so I’d live. She was not a monster. She was a dream, and I’d be a nightmare for her.

“Stick to the plan or I’ll break your godsdamn neck and finish it myself. Do you really want her to fall in love with me when I save the day?” I snorted, the absurdity of his words short-circuiting my rage. “As if she would.” “There he is,” Kaden said and pushed off me. “Now, let’s finish this.”

The gods were alive, and they had abandoned me.