The Queen of All that Lives (The Fallen World, #3)

by Laura Thalassa

Monsters will be monsters. Why I thought mine was any different, I cannot say.

I always considered Montes the thing of my nightmares. Now I’ll be his.

It’s not anger that’s riding me now. It’s a hurt so vast I can’t see any end to it. I could fit entire galaxies into the space it’s carved out for itself inside me.

Humans should not be able to feel what I have for this woman. Flesh isn’t strong enough to house this much sadness.

I know all about broken things. I came from a broken house, and a broken land full of broken people. I have a broken soul and a broken heart. This man doesn’t know it, but all his cracks align with mine.