Eldritch (The Eating Woods, #2)

by Keri Lake

“My obsession knows no bounds, moon witch. I’d tear apart the heavens and sacrifice my own soul for you.”

“I would call you the soft glow of moonlight in a pitch-black world. A prayer I never spoke aloud, but somehow the gods answered anyway. The strike of lightning I dare to behold without flinching.” His brow flickered as he ran his thumb over my bottom lip. “The reason I breathe.”

🖤

Godsblood, she was painfully exquisite. He couldn’t recall a single vision in his life—sunrise, nor sunset; star shower, nor solstice—that’d roused the same awe he felt from just looking at her. She was the wild pulse in his veins. The steady anchor in his mind. An ungodly obsession he had neither the strength nor desire to resist.

This man … 😮‍💨🫦