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

by Kerri Maniscalco

their highest of laws: The devil should never be summoned.

Buuuuut he was though?

He’d said only that he didn’t require time to think it over. Which, technically, didn’t mean he considered me his.

ugh.

… A violent crack split the air like an angry god’s whip, and Wrath’s bedchamber—along with the demon who owned it—vanished, replaced by an empty, cold room without any light.

Are they EVER going to be able to finish? Jesus

“Remember, sister. Enjoy the sausage all you like, but don’t purchase the pig. It’s the only warning I can offer.”

Wtf

“Choose him and you’ll give up part of yourself,” she said,

“I punched through the realms.”

Murder, unfortunately, seems to be an aphrodisiac only for House Wrath. Surprising to none, actually.”

My sister might be guilty of horrible things, but she was my blood. I would fight for her until I knew the full truth.

Eyeroll

“Please.” My voice came out pleading, but I didn’t care. “Please. Don’t. Just come with us.”

Emilia is wildly annoying

“And he is her fate. As she is his. ‘As above, so below.’ They are the balance. Light and dark. One fallen from above, and one created in the underworld below.”

You cannot win against love. It is a force more powerful, more terrifying, than any magic you possess or fear you inspire. Even now.”

“I will not permit my sister to be bound by such foolish constraints as fate or love.”

Fuck off Vittoria

“Rise,” he said softly. “Just as they always feared you would.”

I was magically wrenched from Wrath’s bedchamber.

Again?! Wtf is wrong with this bedchamber. You need better security.

“I need you to tell me one thing. Did you kill Greed’s commander or help her escape?

Who. Fucking. Cares? Am I missing why this is a big deal?!?

Blade, a striking vampire—

Eyeroll

“I am going to murder and maim my entire court. This whole fucking realm if someone interrupts us again. I hope you won’t mind ruling over a kingdom of nothing.”

my thoughts exactly.

Our home was glamoured.

Ok?

“This is not truly Sicily.” Vittoria exhaled. My attention finally left the house that wasn’t our home to settle on my twin. For once, she seemed pained. “Welcome to the Shifting Isles.”

Welllll ok.

“This is where mortal souls are sent.” I didn’t ask, but Vittoria nodded. “The prison of damnation.” “Yes.”

Well shit

“Your name is Claudia.

Ugh

If I cannot love you, if I cannot offer you my heart in return, you need to decide if that’s something you can live with. If you cannot…”

But seriously. He already does. Confusing

“The world could end before we know it. And I have my own fantasies to live out, my lady. If you’re willing to indulge?”

One day to end the curse and you choose to fuck?

I was… not relieved, but content to see she’d made it out of the bloodbath that occurred at House Greed.

But how?

“I respect that, but not stabbing my wife is my choice.”