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276 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 5, 2026
"She said knowledge was its own prayer." My throat tightened. "But knowledge killed her."
"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I have desires I cannot rid myself of. No matter what I do, they linger in my heart."
"You think I came to corrupt you, but the truth is much simpler. I came to worship you"

"Do you think I was not here the entire time, Katharina?"
My hands snapped to his face. I held him tight as I peered deep into his eyes, as if I could see into his very soul through those dark windows. "My Heinrich?"
"Always yours, Katharina."
"Patience doesn't mean accepting injustice."
My angel loved me the way a predator loves its chosen prey....He loved the parts of me that were difficult and sharp and dangerous, the parts that other people had asked me to hide...He wanted all of it, the hunger and the fury and the raw unfinished edges, and his wanting had no ceiling and no apology.
Heinrich's love was different. It was the thing that stands between you and the cold ...He had believed in my goodness when I had not believed in it myself, had seen the shape of what I was becoming and guarded it quietly, asking nothing, simply remaining. His devotion was the oldest kind. The kind that does not require reciprocation.