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523 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 31, 2023
”if i am to be her enemy, i want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.”
“she’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.”
”mark my words, prince, i will be your undoing.” i lean in, ignoring the knife against my throat as i murmur, “oh, darling, i look forward to it.”
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ And I’ll save your life again and again, aimlessly
hoping you will allow me to stay in it. ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ “Mark my words, prince, I will be your undoing.”
“Oh, darling, I look forward to it.” ��� ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ “I’m going to ask again. Who did this to you?”
My hand is still gripping her chin, her strong jaw, as she holds my gaze and says, “Why do you care?”
“Because I don’t tolerate my toys being played with.” ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ I like when you truly smile. When you're not wearing the mask of the future Enfoncer or the price, and you simply allow me to see you. It's a smile I wish you would share with me more often ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ “I don’t remember my life before I became the future Enforcer. I don’t remember a day when all the tests and trials and training began. It feels as though it’s always been that way.” He lets out a humorless laugh, sighing as he says, “Fate is a funny, fickle thing, of ering you no choice in how you live.” ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹Remind me to make you smile like that again, when you aren’t dying, and I have all the time in the world to memorize it ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ “I didn’t realize you had watched me so closely.”
“Watched? Darling, I’ve never stopped.” ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ I realized that I’d wanted to say it—wanted her to hear it from my lips. Realized that if she died, I would never again get to look into those blue eyes and utter those two syllables that have been a constant in my mind. So I said her name,
again and again. I finally let myself do it. Let that last piece of attachment to her lock into place. Just saying her name felt intimate, personal, somehow.
And now I forever want her name on my lips and rolling of my tongue until I’m drunk on the taste and sound of it ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ There’s that look again. It’s like she’s seeing straight through my many masks, tearing down my walls, stripping me bear with nothing but her gaze. I hate it—I love it. I feel free—I feel trapped. The thought that a single pair of blue eyes can leave me so vulnerable, so exposed, is alarming ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before. It never seemed important. Not until I looked into a pair of ocean blue eyes and realized that perhaps drowning was a beautiful thing.
Not until I looked into a pair of fiery blue eyes and realized that perhaps burning was a painless thing. Not until I looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes and realized that perhaps falling was a peaceful thing.
I’d never thought about what my favorite color was before because I hadn’t seen one that was worthy of the title. Until now, that is ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ “ I could get used to you being a gentleman, Azar.”
“And I could get used to being one for you, Gray.” ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ She held my face in her hands while I held her life in my own. She looked at me like I was worthy of being seen, like she wanted to see me. And when she said my name, the sound of it rolling off her tongue finally had my head clearing, heart racing, thoughts reeling ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ Terrified of what she is doing to me. She is a vision, a nightmare, a dream. A grim rapper clad in black, come to steal my soul and my heart. I've never seen something so beautiful, so bold, so blatantly wrong for me.
She is a devil. She is a deity. She is a man's downfall in human form. She is my downfall. ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ Oh, but I only have eyes for one little lady, and I can't seem to take them off of her. ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ I don't give a damn if you forget who I am in title, so long as you remember who I am to you ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ Pae, when I look at you.... I'm devastated. I'm drowning. I'm dying to catch my breath ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ But I'm never sober around you, pae. Never not drunk on every detail that is you ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱
꒰ ִ ֺ ⊹ Because everything about her is too right and everything about me is too wrong. But I'm selfish. I take what I want, and what I want might just want me for once ⊹ ֺ ִ ꒱