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

by Eliza Raine

For the first time in an interminably shit number of years, I don't want someone to fear me. The realization burns worse than Skoll's fire ever could. I want the adoration back. The wide-eyed wonder. I want to see the shock on her face at her own strength, her own power. I want to see her fierce scowl when somebody tells her she can't do something. I want to see her peaceful expression whenever she leaves this world and goes to whatever sanctuary she has built inside her mind.

"Kain, I think I'm in love with you." I bite my lip as I stare up at him. Flames dance in his irises as his chest heaves. "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."