Hidden Truths (Perfectly Imperfect, #3)

by Neva Altaj

There is something about her . . . something that makes my demons sleep.

My demons are somehow afraid of scaring her, so they withdraw when she is near.

“Because, when you look at me, I remember I’m still alive.”

“Sergei!” she calls again, jumps over a dead soldier, and leaps into my arms. “You came for me.” “Of course I came for you,” I say and kiss her like my life depends on it. “I will always come for you, baby.”