Feathers So Vicious (Court of Ravens, #1)

by Liv Zander

For every girl who can love a villain, so long as he’s handsome, hung, and good at groveling.

“If a wife cannot speak ill of her husband, then what joys are there left for her in marriage?”

“You have no kingdom, no crown. If you call this farce a court, then I can only assume that you’re its fool.”

What would it feel like to be loved with such intensity? Such unequivocal fortitude that not even death could impose conditions?

Ignorance breeds lies, and lies breed wars.

phew