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

by Carissa Broadbent

“You should have let the flower of your love remain forever frozen as it was,” she said. “So beautiful at its peak. So much less painful.”

“It would have bloomed,” I said

“Treasure that flower,” she said. “No one will ever be able to hurt you again.”

From this night until the end of nights. I doubled over, my forehead leaning against Raihn’s. From daybreak until our days are broken.

I buried my face against the bare skin of his chest and squeezed my eyes shut against the tears. For a long time, we stayed like that. And then eventually, he murmured against my hair, “So you missed me.” Arrogant prick,

“I leave you two alone, unconscious, for five minutes and you’re already in here tearing each other’s clothes off? At least lock the damned door!”

I’d had every intention of killing him. The moment I had realized I couldn’t was one of the most frightening of my life.