The Mist Thief (The Ever Seas #3)

by L.J. Andrews

“To unravel you piece by piece, until the flame inside you scorches through this façade you keep. Until that fire is mine every bleeding day.” My lip curled. “You do not offer your heart, so expect the same from me.” “As long as I get your fire. It speaks to me.” The tip of his nose brushed over my cheek. “So, I plan to make it mine.”