A Curse So Dark and Lonely (Cursebreakers, #1)

by Brigid Kemmerer

Prince Rhen, heir to the throne of Emberfall.

The girl will be gone, and the season will begin again. I’ll be newly eighteen. For the three hundred twenty-seventh time.

Only to destroy that trust when autumn slides into winter. When they see me change.

What the heck does he mean, change??

Just wait until she sees the monster.

He is not a friend or a confidant.

Earning this moment feels a thousand times more satisfying than plying

women with pretty falsehoods and empty promises.

“With all due respect, my lord, I believe you regard yourself with contempt.”

“I’m not going to fall in love with you,” she says. Her words are not a surprise. I sigh. “You won’t be the first.”

because fate seems content to surprise me this season, she steps forward, presses her face against my chest, and wraps her arms around my waist.

“My father once said we are all dealt a hand at birth. A good hand can ultimately lose—just as a poor hand can win—but we must all play the cards fate deals. The choices we face may not be the choices we want, but they are choices nonetheless.”

“I am always surprised to discover that when the world seems darkest, there exists the greatest opportunity for light.”

I wish she had. Not because of the curse, or because of Karis Luran, or because of Emberfall. Because I have fallen in love with her.

“Failure isn’t absolute. Just because you couldn’t save everyone doesn’t mean you didn’t save anyone.”

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