Realm of Wind and Vines (Flame and Thorns, #4)

by Marion Blackwood

Fire flickers through my veins. He is mine. And by all the gods and demons in hell, I will make sure he fucking remembers it.

“Did you think I was going to make love to you?” he taunts, that anger and hatred still burning along with the desire in his eyes. His hand flexes around my throat as he starts up a commanding pace. “No, I’m going to fuck you. That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Because regret, I’ve come to realize, is the most brutal emotion of them all.

“I told you that I would destroy the barriers of the afterlife and battle both of our gods to find you.” A soft smile tugs at his lips. “Did you really think that I would let something as trivial as a little magic keep me from you?”

“You want to destroy the world? I’ll help you burn it down. You want to kill everyone? I’ll help you slit their throats. There is nothing you can do that would make me stop loving you. I love you, little rebel. All of you.”

“You wanna be villains? Let’s go be fucking villains.”

“You seem to spend a lot of time fantasizing about taking your clothes off around me. Desperate much?”