Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)

by Devney Perry

The man who entered next didn’t look like a god incarnate. He didn’t appear to be a ghost. He was tall and broad, like the other Turans. Muscled to the point of distraction. His chocolate-brown hair tickled the tops of his shoulders, and his chiseled jaw was covered in a short beard of the same shade. At first glance, he was just a man. Striking. Intimidating. But still, just a man. Yet his irises did not have the typical Turan green starburst. They were solid, molten silver. Liquid metal. Colorless, like my dress. The Guardian.

He might be a jackass, but at least he was handsome. There were worse things to behold at the end of a life than a nice face.

“Thank you for saving my life.” Someday, if I had the chance, I’d repay that favor by taking his.

Ooo but will she have to kill him!?

“Praise is for the bedroom, Cross. Not the training ring.”

“I leave you for four days, and you can’t stay put. You are, without a doubt, the biggest pain in my ass I’ve ever met.”