A Kingdom of Frost and Fear (The Four Kingdoms, #2)

by Whitney Dean

“I am tired of forgiving you. I am tired of kneeling to you only to get my knees bruised.”

“Typical,” I muttered. “Stroke the male egos. Never mind that some of the most powerful creatures were witches and goddesses.”

“I read books when I can’t understand anything around me.”

“You are a god, my love.” “And you, a goddess. Do not ever doubt the complete annihilation I want to perform on you just so I can piece you back together and repeat it.”

You do not need to respect his reactions if he cannot respect your decisions.”

She needed to realize that her decisions should never be questioned — that her worth, mind, and thoughts required no approval from any man, even me.

“If I’m your star, then you’re my night sky. You surround me. Caress me. I burn only for you.”

“The prophecy stated that twins would be born of darkness — so deep that misery would follow them all their lives….” That was wonderful to hear. “…but they would hold so much power between them that it would bring magic back to every realm. Every creature who ever possessed magic would be reborn, reawakened.”