A Cursed Kiss (Myths of Airren, #1)

by Jenny Hickman

I had been taught that magic was darkness. But I was already in the dark.

His eyes met mine, and he said without a drop of humor, “Do you promise not to murder me?” “I promise not to murder you today.” He gave a startled laugh. “Why, Maiden Death. Was that a joke?”

Because it is easier to fear the unknown than to try and understand it. And unfortunately, the loudest voices often belong to the most fearful.”