Daughter of No Worlds (The War of Lost Hearts Book 1)

“Because if I allow myself to be angry, I will never stop.”

He leaned closer. So close his nose brushed mine, so close I could count his eyelashes. And so close that I felt his warm breath across my face as he smiled and said, with the viciousness of smoke and steel, “Good.”

By the time you read this, he wrote, Sesri will be dead…

{Our story is not complete, Daughter of All Worlds.}