Of Beast and Beauty (Daughters of Eville, #1)

by Chanda Hahn

Cause I’m not sure anyone could ever really love a beast.”

“Peace is never free.”

because right now she is the princess in a locked tower, and you, Prince, are nothing more than a dragon—no, an evil ogre.” I had backed Xander right into the stable wall, and he slipped before catching himself. “And ogres don’t live long in fairy tales,” I warned.

I believe a witch is nothing more than what people are afraid of and do not comprehend.”

“It’s called the moon cycle. Give her a week and she’ll be back to normal.”

😂🤣

He rested his hand on the ornamental dagger at his waist. “Don’t be distracted by its pretty outside. It’s more than a decoration.” “Same goes for me,” I teased, and he smiled warmly back.

Death calls to you, and you come—sometimes unwillingly.”

How does she know her name?

How does she know this?

“Uh-oh,” Eden murmured. “The ice queen is back.” “And she’s livid,” I seethed.

“Daughters are not to be tossed aside for boys. We are valuable,”

“Beast? No. All I see is my darling beauty,”