A Soul to Touch (Duskwalker Brides, #3)

by Opal Reyne

her brown eyes that appeared black in shadows but shone nearly tawny in the light.

Part of him hoped it would be Mayumi that ended his life. She was the only human he deemed worthy to do so.

thankfully he did manage to control his damn lusty purr before it burst from him.

Faunus being here eased her desire for a companion, but it was also making her realise just how lonely she felt.

Faunus was mad. Big mad.

“Hold my horn,” he commanded.

“Why don’t you want me?” Her cheeks flared again before she added, “I mean... it.”

ouch my heart

“The colour does not signify jealousy, my foolish Demonslayer. It signifies my possessiveness of you.”

“It’s like playing with danger, except I’m in control of other people’s lives without them knowing.”

Her soul is mine to touch.

I was brought into this world alone, I have lived it alone, and it is best that I leave it alone.”

not me sobbing over a duskwalker

I have never needed help, but I have always needed someone to fill the void of my home.”

Revenge wasn’t better left cold; it felt far better when it was hot and scalding.