Queen of Myth and Monsters (Adrian X Isolde, #2)

by Scarlett St. Clair

“Isolde,” he repeated quietly, and when I finally met his gaze, his stare was gentle. “You are my light.” I took his face between my hands. “You are my darkness,” I said and kissed him.

“My queen and I will conquer this world, and when we have our empire, we will fuck on a bed of your bones.”

“Aren’t you a beautiful beast?” he said. I narrowed my eyes at him, allowing a growl to escape my mouth. I did not appreciate his humor so shortly after becoming the very same creature that had killed so many of my people. I had become an aufhocker. I was an omen of death.