The Book of Azrael (Gods & Monsters, #1)

by Amber V. Nicole

“You’re sweet when you’re homicidal.” “I don’t know what that means.”

I didn’t remember how long we talked, but somewhere amidst her laughter and smiles, I decided I would rip the world apart for her.

“You already consume my every waking thought. Must you consume my dreams as well?”

They were truly beautiful … and so are you. You are a queen and should be draped in the finest fabrics, not the cheap faux material he chose.”

“That’s eight ways now, because when we leave here, I’m going to fuck the word friend out of your vocabulary.”

He did it so quickly that it even startled me. But we all heard it—the crack. I felt it resonate through the ties that made me a protector of this realm. No one moved. No one breathed. It was as if time had slowed down.