Until the Heart Stops (Oylen City, #1)

by Gillian Eliza West

Beauty like yours deserves more than silver and gold. More than diamond and platinum. It is a beauty that spurns the gods, begins wars, parts the seas. A beauty that makes even strong men fall to their knees, hands outstretched in supplication, begging: “Please, just a glance, just a look, that is all that I need.”

“My soul knows yours as it knows no other,” he answered softly against my mouth. “And my heart loves yours as it has no other. I don’t need time to know that I love you and will love you until my bones turn to ash.”