Warrior Fae (Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac, #5)

by Caroline Peckham

“There’s no one in the Brotherhood more worthy of my crown than you, Shadowbrook.”

Shit, this isn’t good. Or is it? I don’t know, I don’t know.

“Then beware the lord of shadow, and seek the twin flames.”

"Be free, little angel. Live."

Leonidas Night. King of the pitch. Lord of balls.

"Damn straight I am. It's about time those assholes put a ring on it."

"Holy fuck. I've gutted a whole lot of people and skinned them and burned them alive and cut them into pieces and done things with a corkscrew that would give your granny nightmares from beyond the grave - but this shit is fucked up."

can't look away," Ryder murmured, almost to himself as the midwife barked orders to make sure the attention was on her again. "Why can't I look away?"

"This is like watching a massacre," Ryder growled.

“I’m so in love with you, Ruby-Jane,” Jett Corbin growled and I hissed furiously. What kind of a name was Jett anyway? It was a fucking asshole of a name.