Jasmine

96%
Flag icon
the coil of his muscles as he tore through the ropes, the searing heat as he hurled white-hot liquid death on our enemies. I felt his power ricochet back to me, and still I pushed. I could see everything he did now though my eyes were closed. I watched with pride as Tyrrik demolished the Druman. And still, I didn’t stop sharing my power to him. I couldn’t stop. I wouldn’t stop. I would never stop.
Shadow Wings (The Darkest Drae, #2)
Rate this book
Clear rating
Open Preview