The Reaper (Dark Verse, #2)

by RuNyx

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” - Pablo Neruda

For the first time, even though she’d seen him crush people with that hand at the same spot, as she looked up into those ardent eyes, she didn’t feel threatened. She felt protected. Safe. Untouchable.

Morana: My vagina just became off-limits to you. His reply came almost immediately. Tristan: ?

“You,” she whispered to the space between them, “Tristan Caine, are a beautiful, beautiful man. And my heart beats for you.”

“I’m so in love with you, caveman.” She saw his eyes flare slightly, his hand coming to rest around her neck, gripping her firmly. “You can’t take that back,” he warned her fiercely.