Roots of Darkness (The Ashen, #2.5)

by Demi Winters

To every woman who’s had her opinion disregarded because she lacks a certain appendage; who's had her passion brushed off and been deemed ‘temperamental’; who’s been told to smile, as though she needs to change herself to put others at ease. I put all of my feminine rage into this one for you.

Perhaps what she’d truly needed all these days was a taste of shattered male ego. It was so delicious, after all.

Fuck every patronizing man who disregarded her opinion because she lacked a certain appendage. Who brushed off her passion and called her temperamental. Who told her to smile, as though she needed to change herself to put them at ease. Fuck them all.