Promises and Pomegranates (Monsters & Muses, #1)

by Sav R. Miller

She’d say humans are made up of energy, and that energy has a certain magnetism to it that attracts both what we fear and what we desire, and it was up to us to reflect the kind of life we wanted to the universe so it would be able to deliver.

A low, guttural moan emanates from his throat, making a home in my bones. The warmth in my belly spreads like a wildfire, burning everything in its wake, until I’m practically climbing his lean form, trying to get him to make the sound again.

Maybe Hades was lonely too, and he brought Persephone to his realm because he knew she’d bring the light with her.

“How come I haven’t seen you naked?” I blurt, trying to erase the anxiety with conversation. Kal’s eyebrows raise above his glasses, and he glances at me. “I can assure you, it’s just as big when you see the full picture.”

Yet that’s what heartbreak feels like; it’s having someone reach into your chest and tear the organ from your body, except they don’t use any tools or care to make it a clean extraction. They yank and twist until it pops free, leaving all the broken muscle and tissue behind, veins spilling with nowhere else to pump into. It’s visceral, blinding pain that sparks in the wound and creeps outward, testing the waters to see how much you can take.

Because that’s what happiness is. The people you find along the way who make life a little more bearable. And once you find them, you don’t let them go.