Symphony for a Deadly Throne (Mousai, #3)

by E.J. Mellow

“Can I show you how much more I can make you feel?” he asked again. Her breathing sounded loud in her ears. “As long as I can show you in return,” she answered. Zimri’s smile was radiant. “Deal,” he said before removing the last gap between them, pressing his soft lips to hers for the very first time. All Arabessa could feel from then on was Zimri D’Enieu filling every gap in her heart.

Arabessa realized then how painful it was to grow. To move forward into something new. How hard it could be to carve one’s own path and who might have to be left behind in the process.