Souls and Sorrows (Monsters & Muses, #5)

by Sav R. Miller

“The path of vengeance is a slippery slope.”

Ariana’s the kind that yanks you from a deep sleep with sharp talons, and then you spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, afraid of its return.

“It’s about owning, Little Nightmare. You are my goddamn wife, and every part of you is mine to do with as I please. Not anyone else’s.”

My body aches with the need to feel her. I want her invading my blood, replacing it with whatever the hell makes her so beautifully chaotic.

There’s no doubt in my mind that she feels like heaven. Unfortunately, I’m not destined to experience it.

Only hell is fit for men like me.

The jeweler assured me he’d cut the band so it wouldn’t be uncomfortable to wear, only painful to remove, which is exactly what I wanted.

If I won’t have her, no one else will either.

But my greed extends beyond that little green monster and bleeds into my feelings for Ariana. I don’t want to let her go.

“Fuck, Little Nightmare. I’m so goddamn into you that, sometimes, it physically hurts.

Now a family man, Kal Anderson swears he’s left this world behind.

I think I’m just trying to keep you for as long as I can.”

“Little Nightmare, I’ve only been trying to tell you for the last several weeks.”