Acheron (Dark-Hunter, #8; Entire Dark-Hunterverse, #15; Dark-Hunterverse, #23)

by Sherrilyn Kenyon

He looked stricken as if he understood why. “Do you think that a woman could ever love me?” “Of course. Why would you doubt it?” He swallowed before he answered in a tone so low I barely heard it. “How could anyone ever love me? Idikos says that I only bring shame to all decent people. I’m a fatherless bastard and a worthless whore. Surely no decent woman would ever have something like me.” “That is absolutely not true,” I said vehemently. “You are worth this entire world and I assure you that you will find a woman out there, besides me, who sees just how wonderful you really are.” He swallowed hard. “If I’m ever so fortunate, I swear she’ll never doubt my affection for her.”

His long blond wavy hair framed his features to perfection. It appeared softer than down and was every bit as inviting. And his body … It was lean and well muscled. Tanned. Gorgeous. There was something about it that made her mouth water for a taste of him. Never in her life had she felt such an incredible pull toward any man.