The Prison Healer (The Prison Healer, #1)

by Lynette Noni

Never forget, little mouse: no two people look the same, but we are each beautiful in our own ways. The human body is a masterpiece that deserves our respect. Always.

Love.

“Never apologize for loving someone. Even when it hurts. Especially when it hurts.”

Jaren the man you are

You didn’t deserve to die, and it was within my power to keep you alive. So I did.”

“Fine, I’ll stop,” she agreed. “But only because I wouldn’t want you to throw me in prison.” She tapped a finger to her lip. “Oh, wait.” “You’re hilarious,” Jaren deadpanned,

This was a delicious banter moment

all she’d needed was a moment, a single touch before his heart had stopped, and it would have changed everything. “Please.” That was all it took. Golden light poured from Kiva’s fingertips, seeping into Tipp’s chest, flooding along his torso, sealing his flesh, inch by painful inch.

Ahhhhhh im shitting my pantsssss i knew it i did i did but the way its revealedddddddd

“We’re ready to—what are you doing?”

Im shitting and screaming rn. Tilda was her…. Ahhhhhhhh