“Who are you?” I cried out. “In the simplest terms?” He said. “Trained killers. Assassins.”
“Aww, can my pretty Angel not talk?” He mocked me. I was not his Angel. “Sometimes I look at you and I want to make you fall. An angel falling from the sky. I want it to be painful and bloody.” He edged closer to me.
Em Solstice is a romance author from the UK. As well as procrastinating writing fast-paced novellas with a spicy twist, she enjoys snuggling her cat and drinking Starbucks... and waiting for her own love story to begin.
Holy shit! There's nothing like a good shower scene and a man telling you he's gonna make you a damn queen. Did not see that plot twist coming at the end...