Restitution (The Edge of Darkness, #3)

by Leigh Rivers

Under the skin of the devil they created, buried in the fucking void of the darkness he’s trapped in, I will find a glimmer of his humanity. Why? Because he’s mine.

“Moya vechnost.”

“You have a beautiful soul,” she says. “You’re worth more than death.”

“I love you. I’ve loved you since we were eighteen. And I’ll love you until we’re old and grey and we’ve lived our whole lives together.”

“Watch me destroy every last one of them, Freckles.”