The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King (Crowns of Nyaxia, #2)

by Carissa Broadbent

“Make no mistake, you’re lucky to be alive,” he said. “And the only reason we have to keep you that way is that blood of yours. So think long and hard about turning down this offer.”

“Why?” “Because I said so.” “That’s a shit reason.”

“Oh, fuck you,” Mische said affectionately, the way someone would say, I missed you too, idiot.

tragic and beautiful in its disrepair, the ugly reality we had been walking through invisible from up here.

Love was terrifying. To be so vulnerable to another person.