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304 pages, Paperback
First published September 4, 2018
“Some creatures are not meant to be loved.”
The curse of the beekeeper ensures that my face is rarely actually seen. It’s certainly not a face anyone would want to see.
“Are you planning to kill me?”
I am a monster. A beast. Lying about it would be pointless. “Yes.”
I’m so weary of questioning everything I see, of fighting to appear average and ordinary enough to not disturb people.
Maybe we’re here to give each other what the rest of the world can’t.
And then, this singular thought: it isn’t selfish to want more than this.
She raises one eyebrow, seemingly unimpressed. “Are you planning to kill me ?”
I am a monster . A beast. Lying about it would be pointless. “Yes.”
One day, I will say no to this girl and I will mean it. One day, I will walk away.
But not today. - Dresden
“You’re safe,” I say again.
She closes her eyes. Her breath hitches. Then she does the improbable and throws herself against me, wrapping her arms around my waist.
I am paralyzed. Motionless, breathless in my first embrace in a millennium. To be touched… My eyes close as I tremble from head to toe. The pain is glorious, excruciating.
I lay a hand on his chest, very gently. Barely touching. It’s buzzy and warm with all those bees in there. He jerks at my touch and winces, but his hand brushes my thigh, just above the knee, then tentatively settles there. His gaze drops to my mouth.
“Essie.” He breathes my name. He’s close. The air between us zings, honey-scented and charged. “You are the furthest thing from a monster. You are light and grace and all the things I thought I had forgotten. It’s agony for me to be near you, yet I can’t stay away.”
I have someone to live for.
Someone to fight for.
Impossibly, someone who cares about me. It makes me wonder what else is possible. - Dresden
“Dresden, I don’t want you to go.” It’s all I can say. It’s all I have left.
“And I would give anything to stay,” he rasps. “But I want you to live, more.”
His eyes close, and he disintegrates into a heavy swarm of bees. It streams through the window and is swallowed by the night.
“You… are…” I slide my fingers into her hair, letting thick strands slide between my fingers. “Worth a…thousand… deaths.”
Essie’s hand covers mine. “And you’re worth a lifetime of delusions.”
“This book is for everyone who falls in love with the villain. This book is for everyone who doesn’t fit a mold—on the outside, or the inside, or both.”

“A group of teen girls pass by, bent toward each other, giggling at something. It’s been years since I’d attended school. One ugly “episode” that scared some parents and teachers ended my public-school experience. Now, Aunt Bel homeschools me with the help of tutors. I look away from the girls with a pang of longing. For friends. For a sense of belonging. For that underrated state of ordinary.”

“If you are a burden, I am a nightmare.” “No, Dresden. You are a dream.”

This wonderful picture of a bee has been taken by our fellow blogger Roda and can be fin on her IG account @indigo_acres_apiary Thank you Roda for allowing me to use some of your gorgeous pictures!!! Go visit her account please!
“You are the furthest thing from a monster. You are light and grace and all the things I thought I had forgotten. It’s agony for me to be near you, yet I can’t stay away.”





