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“‘Bargainer, I would like to make a deal.’”
The Bargainer is gorgeous in a way that only a few rare men are.
Power. That is the heart of my addiction. Power. I was once crushed under the weight of it, and it almost swallowed me whole. But that was a long time ago. And now I’m the formidable force.
I prey on bad men. This is my vendetta. My addiction.
Forget the supernatural bounty hunters that are after him; that fucker is mine.
A warrior king. And my lady parts were having trouble enough around him as it was. I’m now officially a lost cause.
Because despite everything the Bargainer says about himself, he’s an honorable man when it comes to me. And that really is the root of our problems. He might actually be the best man I know.
I ignore the spark excitement that comes with that thought; my heart is obviously an idiot.
Like my soul was ripped in two.
The good news: so far he hasn’t wanted to kill me. The bad news: he hasn’t wanted to rock my world either. Damn.
“There is one instance when fairies are particularly fond of keeping their wings out and flashing them whenever they feel like it. Especially the males.” She just stops speaking. “Oh my God, your silence is killing me,” I say. “Temper, whatever it is, just say it.” “Fairies only do this with their betrotheds.”
“A fairy doesn’t show his wings to his betrothed.” He slides his hand behind my neck, his thumb stroking my skin. “A fairy shows them to his soulmate.”
“From flame to ashes, dawn to dusk, for the rest of our lives, be mine always, Desmond Flynn.”
“Callie, I love you. I’ve loved you from the beginning. And I will love you long after the last star dies. I will love you until the end of darkness itself.”
“I want to wake up every morning to you, cherub, and I want to marry the shit out of you, and then I want to have lots and lots of babies with you. If, that is, you will have me.”
“And mountains may rise and fall, and the sun might wither away, and the sea claim the land and swallow the sky. But you will always be mine.” He runs his knuckles over my cheekbone. “And the stars might fall from the heavens, and night might cloak the earth, but until darkness dies, I will always be yours.”
A kiss to end all kisses. Love is another sort of subtle magic. It can bring people together and tear lives apart. It can wash away sorrow, it can forgive. It can redeem.
I am powerful. I am vengeance. I am unleashed.
“They have a reckoning waiting at the end of my blade—and my siren’s vengeance to deal with.”
