The Book of Azrael (Gods & Monsters, #1)

by Amber V. Nicole

Kaden. My maker, my lover, and the only reason my sister lived. She was why I did every single thing he asked.

I didn’t remember how long we talked, but somewhere amidst her laughter and smiles, I decided I would rip the world apart for her.

“You already consume my every waking thought. Must you consume my dreams as well?”

“A word of advice then, World Ender. Do not fill her head with pretty words. Do not make her beautiful gowns. Do not take her on midnight strolls through a garden or give her handpicked flowers. Kaden has fed her scraps for years to keep her in line. She is a woman who craves love, no matter what she says. If you have no intention of staying or being with her, don’t court her and make her care. Don’t be the one to make her fall if you have no intention of catching her.”

I would go to war for her.

That was my girl.

Our mouths came together with enough force to rattle the heavens above. I could not have explained it even if the gods themselves gave me a century to do so.

“That’s eight ways now, because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary.”