Becky

“Tell me,” he whispered, his voice sliding like silk over my flushed skin. “What?” My own voice came out breathless. “I am your favorite sin.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Because…”
I knew, oh goddess, I knew. Still, I needed him to say the words.
“You are not his intended, Emilia.” The world beneath me tilted. Wrath’s gaze was steady enough to keep both my knees and the realm from quaking. “You are mine.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Have I ever told you your anger is like my own personal aphrodisiac?”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed

“Of course. There is nothing more dangerous than a woman who owns who she is and apologizes to no one.”
― Kerri Maniscalco, Kingdom of the Cursed