Through Illusions and Deceit (A Court of Gilt and Shadow, #2)

by Stacy Jones

He felt both invincible and utterly at her mercy when she looked at him like that. He’d raze cities to the ground, would fill oceans with the blood of her enemies, would set the world on fire and dance with her in the ashes to keep that smile on her face.

An ‘angel’ with a dirty mouth. My favorite kind.

“You’re perfect, Baby. Every scar is a testament to your strength. Don’t be ashamed of all you’ve survived. It makes you a warrior.”