Of Ash and Iron (Flame Cursed Fae, #3)

by Eliza Raine

"We both know you want me, princess."

Hotttttt

"You make me stupid, princess,"

Ooooooh

It's her I want. I want her to feel safe, to feel happy, to feel like a fucking goddess. To never look this helpless again.

Awwwwwww

The figure is fae-sized and adorned in shining armor—or jewelry?

The tiara maybe??

"I can't punch people every day to make you smile like that," I say. "Although I think I'm considering it."

Awwwwwww

"Oh no, princess. That is given freely and with no conditions, or not at all."

Consent king

"I'd fight Odin himself to lay my hands on you,"

AAAAAH

Any way to be bound to you, I will take. Any way to keep you free from the monsters of this world, I will take."

"Princess, I've been fighting falling in love with you since the week you got here." "Did you win?" "It's the only fight I've ever lost."

OH MY GOOOOOOODDDDD

Erik strides out of the Snake Wing, beaming at the Frost Giant.

I KNEW HE WAS ACTING WEIRD

"I will be by your side for the rest of eternity. I do not exist without you any longer."