A Fire in the Flesh (Flesh and Fire, #3)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Ash had killed another Primal. Was that how it was done? Ripping out the heart and destroying the head? It was a grotesque and barbaric method. And disturbingly hot.

A guttural, inhuman growl shook the cage. “Get your fucking hands off my wife.”

“Has anyone told you that you’re so very stab-worthy?” A low chuckle radiated from him. “I’ve been told that a time or a thousand.”

“Knowing that you will be happy will allow me to find peace because you will have found peace.”

I will ruin the realms if I lose you. If you die, there is no hope for them—any of them…innocent or evil, god or mortal. I will destroy them all.”

For if they rose, they did so as blood and bone, the ruin and the wrath of that once great beginning.

The One who is Blessed. The Guardian of Souls. The Primal God of Common Men and Endings. The End to my Beginning.