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672 pages, Hardcover
First published August 31, 2023
”Because the thing about light? When strong enough, it could obliterate darkness.”
╰┈➤ read this if you like:
★ forced proximity
★ enemies with benefits👀
★ touch her and bye bye👋🏼🪦
★ dual pov
★ he falls first
★ possessive mmc
★ fae, gods, dragons…
well, idk where to start…
this book starts amazingly but then in the middle the pace is kinda static and nothing really happens. i guess it’s just the world building that is… well, building🙄
this book is hard to explain but i’ll try my best nonetheless.
we have tessa who’s fae and in this realm, fae are not the ones in control. the legacy is a group of gods’ decedents who have all the power. they can even claim a source of their own, especially if said legacy are heirs of the various kindgoms. this is exactly what happens to tessa. she gets chosen by theon, heir to the arius kingdom. she must submit to theon, accompany him everywhere, do what he says, and so on… basically she cannot do whatever she wants bc she has no right to do so. also, the bond between them requires physical contact constantly. it should be easy to dominate a fae because fae are considered weak and fragile, but tessa is unexpected and theon is forced to find different ways to gain control over his source…
“Tessalyn Ausra, I have claimed you as my Source, to be bonded to me irrevocably. With this Mark, may the bond become physical, that we can always sense each other’s presence and crave each other’s closeness. My power claims you as its own.”
“I want everything you have to give, and then I want more. I want every piece of you—every secret, every tempest raging in those stormy eyes. I want all your fear and all your pain, all your smiles and all your laughter. I want all your mornings and all your nights, all your days and months and years.”
Be what they want you to be now, so you can be who you were meant to be later.
Five minutes in that alcove with her and he’d known she’d be coming home with him.
“No, beautiful,” he said, shaking his head. “You look like salvation and temptation all rolled into one.”
No one ever knew what to do with her except shove her aside. Lock her away. Too wild to be something, so forced to be nothing.
“You always break. We help each other glue the pieces back together, but it’s never quite right. The pieces of yourself never quite fit back together the way they once did. Until eventually, you don’t remember what it was like to not feel cracked and scarred. Until eventually, you are just a shell of what you once were, but you know there’s no way to go back, so you just move forward, even if death’s song sounds sweeter and sweeter every time.”
“I can help her walk—”
“If you lay a finger on her without permission, it will be the last thing you do,”
“It’s something you can’t learn until you’re forced to walk through it, but you’d know that strength grows in the moments you think you can’t go on, but you do anyway. Strength is fighting back. Strength is doing whatever it takes to claim what is yours, even if others try to convince you it is not yours to take.”
If you are weak enough to fall, you are strong enough to rise back up.
“Because you are mine to fight for.”
“No one can steal your thunder if you are the storm,” he replied, stretching a hand toward her. “Be the fucking storm, Tessa.”
It liked the idea of being feared.
She liked the idea of being feared.

