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

by Amber V. Nicole

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

I didn’t know when it had happened, but he was mine, and I would tear anyone who so much as touched him to pieces.

I raced toward Liam as he stalked after Tobias and grabbed his arm. His eyes were molten silver, hot with battle rage as he turned and glared at me through the small slit in his helmet. His gaze, combined with the debris and blood covering his armor, turned him terrifying. I nearly took a step back, but his features relaxed as soon as he saw my face.

“You’re right. I wasn’t worth it.” “That is just it, Dianna. To me, you are worth it—and that makes me the most selfish bastard and the most dangerous god to ever exist. I did it in a second, without thinking or worrying about the consequences, and I would do it again and again. What I feel for you is overwhelming, and I cannot stop it. I do not know what I am doing. Do you understand that? I have the weight of the entire universe on my shoulders. I had a plan, and then you crashed into my life, making me ignore all reason. You make me trek through Onuna, taking me to places with loud music and overly sugary treats. You make me stay at castles with pretentious vampires. You make me laugh, make me smile, make me feel. You make me feel normal and allow me to forget that I am the sole ruler, because you see me when you look at me. I hate it, Dianna! I hate that I have known you for what others would consider mere minutes. In the grand scheme of things, our time together means nothing. I have known and bedded others longer than you have been in my life, yet I felt nothing but fondness for them. I hate that you affect me so much, that you care so much when I do not deserve it.”

I don’t care what anyone says. Follow your heart. You have to. The world doesn’t need more of them. It needs more of you.