Broken Dove (Fantasyland, #4)

by Kristen Ashley

“A dove has great beauty, but is easily broken.”

“Be careful what you wish for,” he whispered, his eyes locked to mine as I drew in breath. “You might get it.” He put his hand to the doorknob and finished, “And not want it.”

I wasn’t averse to being rude if a situation warranted it, say, a telemarketer called during dinner…or ever.

“It’s my experience that a weakness understood is no weakness,” Draven put in at this point, and I looked to him. “If you know you have it, even if you can’t control it, you can make allowances for it. It is those who ignore or don’t understand their weaknesses who are wasted by them.”

But he’d had a broken dove in his hand, and instead of setting about mending it, from near on the moment he brought her to his world, he’d done nothing but tighten his grip, fracturing her further.

“I tell you now, my poppy, for years, I never thought I would again be happy. Never again.” He tucked me closer and finished on a rough whisper. “So I never imagined I could be happier.”