A Curse for True Love (Once Upon a Broken Heart, #3)

by Stephanie Garber

Her hair had been swept up and her dress was low-cut, with thin little straps that Apollo imagined he could break with a snap of his fingers. Maybe if he played this right, she’d let him do so later that night. Quietly he stepped behind her. “You look beautiful,” he whispered. Then because she was his, and because he could, he pressed a soft, lingering kiss to the back of her neck.

And for just a second, Evangeline had a fleeting thought that if this was happily ever after, she was no longer sure she wanted it. “You’re smart not to drink to a toast like that,” chimed a musical voice.

Apollo hated apples.

I am a monster, but whether you remember it or not, I’m your monster, Evangeline.”

It was better to hurt her, better to break her heart, to do whatever he needed to do, to keep her alive and to keep her away from him. That hadn’t changed. But today, Jacks was failing at letting her go. He wanted to keep her pressed to the floor beneath him. He would have set the world on fire and then let it all burn just to keep holding her like this.