Touched by Death: (Sins of The Fallen book 3)

Every burning kiss sears my heart like the ink of a tattoo gun.

“I will always find you,”

His voice is barely above a whisper, but my heart hears his promise like a tailor-made song.

With that decision, a twinge in my heart lets itself be known. There can’t be a win without a loss. We can’t gain without letting go. And we can’t truly love if we don’t let it hurt.

He kisses me like I’m the very air he breathes.

His dark eyes drift over my face like a lost ship at sea that’s called home by the mermaid’s song.

Hands caress every inch of my skin, and lips explore my body like an uncharted trail that leads through a mythological forest.

“Because I love you. This thing between us? It’s beyond obsession.”

her eyes flicking up to mine and holding me entrapped in that silent siren song of hers that pulls me closer.

She tastes and feels like heaven—my own elixir.