The Divine and the Cursed (Fae of Alastríona, #1)

by J.E. Reed

But it was her eyes that had captured him. A deep cerulean that somehow reached through to touch some long-forgotten place in his soul. They’d brought forth emotions he’d caged decades ago. For some reason, Rion wanted to erase the emptiness in those eyes. He wanted to make them shine.

She was a daughter of Móirín. One touch could leave him incapacitated for the rest of his life. One touch could kill him and yet he wanted her hands all over him. He wanted to put his hands all over her.

At this point, he’d give her anything. No matter what it cost him. And he’d never leave again. To hell with the war. To hell with his country. The only thing he needed was sleeping right beside him.

“You’re not real.” Her brow creased. “You’re an ethereal dream come to torment me, granting every wish only to strip them away when I’m content. You’re the beautiful wave before it crashes over the shore, dragging everything out to an icy sea.” His voice lowered. “You’re my salvation and my damnation.”