Love's Betrayal at Silvercrest
Daisy Swift
What if your guardian became your greatest threat?
I once believed the oath beneath the silver moon was a shield, but I was blind to the chains it forged around my soul. The blood-mark of Dominic burned on my wrist, yet the searing memory of his venomous kiss left an even deeper scar.
In that moment, I hated him, but I hated myself even more.
He was my protector and my executioner; my salvation and my ruin. I hated him, yet I hated myself more—because even as I knew his tenderness was a s...
I once believed the oath beneath the silver moon was a shield, but I was blind to the chains it forged around my soul. The blood-mark of Dominic burned on my wrist, yet the searing memory of his venomous kiss left an even deeper scar.
In that moment, I hated him, but I hated myself even more.
He was my protector and my executioner; my salvation and my ruin. I hated him, yet I hated myself more—because even as I knew his tenderness was a s...