Promises and Pomegranates (Monsters & Muses, #1)

by Sav R. Miller

Til the villain left the paths of ease to walk in perilous paths, and drive the just man into barren climes.” I hold her electric stare when I recite the line, and she frowns. “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell.” “The marriage of opposites. Good and evil.

She gets too close, and suddenly I feel like I’ve ingested the sweetest, deadliest poison.

I don’t know how, but every time our lips meet, she tastes fucking divine; like a holy scripture written to absolve me of my sins, something sweet and succulent and entirely too pure for her own good.