Frost (Frost and Nectar, #1)

by C.N. Crawford

“Have I told you how much I love the way you smell, Ava?”

“We are a match made in hell, but I have never wanted anyone more, Ava Jones,”

Please throw this in the fire after you read it. You will be our next queen. I saw what you did today. Most wouldn’t have noticed, but I did. You allowed Eliza to strike you so she could leave the tournament with her head held high. I commend your sense of mercy.

But I must remind you, Ava, that I will keep my distance. And you must not come too close to me ever again. –Torin