Enchantra (Wicked Games, #2)

by Kaylie Smith

“I want him to hate me like he hates everyone else. All the way through a mattress.”

Hunt is life or death doesn’t mean your decision on how you feel about each other afterward has to be. Let yourself fall in love. Let yourself fall out of it. You never know when you could lose someone and not have the opportunity to do so again. Believe me.”

“Are you not afraid of breaking your heart so much you won’t be able to put it back together? If you fall in and out of love so easy?” she wondered. “If there’s no risk in life, I don’t think it’s worth the journey,”

each other. Their vows. My soul is your soul. My blood is your blood. Eternally.

You understand each other. I wanted to find that for myself.”