Kingdom of the Feared (Kingdom of the Wicked, #3)

by Kerri Maniscalco

want you to accept your full power. It’s time to shed your mortality, punish our enemies, and reclaim our House.”

“House Vengeance.”

you were shackled from accessing your truth. You were given something mortal in hopes that humanity would bleed into the fabric of your soul. They wanted you tamed.

Grief wasn’t simply a shadow that followed people around; it was the worst sort of companion.

“As far as I know, if your heart stops now, while you’re not entirely immortal, it could kill you. Until I know for certain, it’s a risk I refuse to take.”

“For you? I’d give my heart up.”

He was touching me like I was precious, like each embrace was a moment to cherish, to indulge in and savor.

And it was. For him, he knew what it was like to have this end, to have me wrenched away. It had been a mercy that I couldn’t recall that.

my inquisitive hands searching for a way to evoke ecstasy for him.