Sworn to the Shadow God (Aspect and Anchor #2)

by Ruby Dixon

I’ve been chosen for something if I’m in a strange land. Isn’t that how it goes in all these fantasy books? I’ve been tapped by the gods or selected to perform some sort of quest, and then I get to go home to my world a badass or rule things here.

“I would force you to do something against your will,” he murmurs.

It's not what you think.

“Trust my actions, if not my words, perhaps?”

“Don’t you know that I will claim you in blood if I must? That I will claim you with tears on your face? Old or young? Don’t you yet know that you will always be mine and nothing else matters?”

This or nothing.

boneless,

This word needs to be abolish