What Blooms From Death (What Blooms From Death, #1)

by S.M. Gaither

“Some things bloom brighter in the dark,”

“I’m not attached. On the contrary, I find her infuriating. But also a necessary evil, I’m afraid.” His grin was slight. “Well, that’s often how it starts, isn’t it?”

“Do you even know how to beg, Light King?” I murmured against him. He laughed softly. “For you, I would manage it.”

Nothing I could possibly regret about the way I find calm in your chaos and solace in your shadows, and if we end up ripped apart and ruined, it will still have been worth it all.”

Some things bloom brighter in the dark. Some things were not given a choice.