A Touch of Ruin (Hades & Persephone, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

Their relationship was too intense, too passionate, too ancient for her to merely be his girlfriend.

“Nothing is ever insignificant when it comes to you,” he said.

“Darling, I would burn this world for you.”

“Speak another’s name in this bed again and know you have assigned their soul to Tartarus.”

“You have seconds to explain before I turn her into a weed.”

“You will regret this!” “I already do,” he said, and there was a note to his voice that sounded like grief.

and just as easily as he’d used his magic to turn hers into ash, he’d taken her fragile confidence with it.

“How can you say you wish for me to be your queen when, given the opportunity to treat me as your equal, you fuck it up completely? Does your word mean nothing?”

“Magic is balance—a little control, a little passion. It is the way of the world.”

She hated his face.

The surge of anger she felt at seeing this man was acute.

Was it possible to reach into his mouth and yank her name from it? Persephone thought.

If you do not learn to love yourself, your powers will tear you apart.”

“Create the life you want, Persephone, and stop listening to everyone else.”

She was afraid. Afraid she would somehow disappoint them like she had disappointed her mother, like she had disappointed Hades.

always horny and never quite sated.”