Devil's Mark (The Reckless Damned, #1)

by Lark Taylor

Not like demons. Our love was rare but all-consuming. When we fell in love and marked another as our own, that was it for us.

Catching Mori’s eye over the top of the man’s head, I asserted my authority by mouthing the universally recognised code of siblings—even demonic ones. Dibs.

Calling on my ancient well of power, I leaned forward and placed my lips on Oscar’s forehead. Marking him as mine.

“I would never hurt you. You could carve out my own heart and crush it beneath your boot, and I would still thank you for your time and attention.”

I’ve brought up a selection of books I thought might be of interest to you. Take your time, sweetheart. Nothing would make me happier than to get home and find you in bed, reading and relaxing.

“Psh,” he said with a wave of his hand. “Happiness is overrated. I just shove all those pesky emotions down deep, and—voilà! Life continues as normal.”