Gleam (The Plated Prisoner, #3)

by Raven Kennedy

“Shove down weakness, and strength will rise. You can’t be strong without conquering those weaknesses first.

Men ruin all of women’s best laid plans.

every time my mind wanders, it saunters right back to him.

My eyes skim down his form, gaze lingering. He’s a scary, terrifying king. But bright side? He can sure wear a pair of pants. Damn.

The smell of books, old parchment and ink bound in leather, makes a smile spread across my face.

The things you do for the males you sleep with.

“You’re good to me, Mustard.” Judd grimaces and rubs at his mustard-seed hair. “It’s not that yellow.” I cock a brow. “Listen, I’m gold, okay? Don’t whine to me.”

“The world would be a dreary place without your light.”

“All I could think about today is what you felt like last night,”

I became too blinded by my bright sides to see the truth. Sometimes, you look at the silver lining so much that you drift into denial about the clouds.

So this is how it can be with the right person.

“I’m sorry. You know I am. I’ve been riddled with guilt since that night.” “Guilt doesn’t assuage the guilty.”

“You can’t cut off the strings of your puppet and still expect it to move for you.”