Broken Fae (Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac, #4)

by Caroline Peckham

My memory hadn't done her any justice. She shone like the most beautiful star in the zodiac; if I had been her mate, I'd never need to look up at the sky again.

So I would try and understand the stars, even when they were being little bastards.

real honestly

“There is only one person who can run rings around a king, Elise,” he said slowly. “Let alone four of them at once.” “Oh yeah?” I joked. “And who’s that?” “A queen. So maybe it’s time you started thinking about what good you want to do now that you’ve been crowned.”

“It’s just a game, silly, next time we can play out your fantasy,” she said. “My fantasy is you,” I murmured,

Two flames, one anchor. You'll find them when they need you most.

teeheheheh

You can crack and shatter and break and I’ll hold you through it all until you're ready to build yourself back up again.

I arrived outside the library and realised I couldn't just storm in there and drag Elise away by the hair – oh fuck it, yes I could.

"I'll always be a monster, baby. I'll be the reason Fae lock their doors at night in Alestria, I am branded on the inside of my enemies' skulls and my name will always strike fear into their hearts. But I will also be your monster, if you'll have me. If you deem me worthy. I don't have much to give but a blackened heart and a tarnished soul, but they're yours because...” I took a breath and expelled my deepest truth, “I love you."

If there was a way to shrink my huge dick and fuck her belly button, I'd do it. No doubt.

i'm sorry huwhaaat

"I didn't get a vision," he choked out through his laughter. "You've just got my star sign tattooed on you." He fell to pieces, roaring with laughter as he pointed at the tattoo and my jaw dropped.

The first gift I pulled out of the pillowcase was Ryder's sweater, the scent of him lingering on the black fabric and making me smile even wider at the nod to Gareth's first pillowcase gift to me.