The Necromancer's Light (Radiance, #1)

by Tavia Lark

Shae’s nothing like Ronan. He isn’t sweet. But more and more, Arthur wants to know what bitterness tastes like.

Shae’s eyes dart away. “What kind of idiot would kiss a necromancer?” “In my defense,” Arthur says, “you’re a very attractive necromancer.”

Arthur grins. “People usually think the uniform is dashing.” “It’ll look more dashing on the floor.”