A Strange Hymn (The Bargainer, #2)

by Laura Thalassa

We are lovers and old friends and strangers all at once.

He’s my own personal brand of salvation, yet right now I get the impression he’s the one who needs saving.

“I would steal the stars from the sky for you,” he whispers into my ear. “Anything to hear you laugh like that.”

“you and I both know monsters aren’t born, they’re nurtured into existence.”