Starve

<p><strong>Nevan:</strong><br> My control forged over centuries shatters the moment her scent her very essence fills my senses. Wren is a dizzying paradox: a human woman yet a maelstrom of power that pulls me into a hunger I haven't felt in ages. She is mine a truth branded onto my soul and with every touch every taste I claim her even as an ancient darkness rises to tear us apart. I am Pestilence a force of destruction but for her I will become a protector fighting against the heavens themselves to keep her light safe.<br><br><strong>Wren:</strong><br> My dreams are a terrifying prophecy a terrifying glimpse into a world I never knew existed where angels hunt and Horsemen of the Apocalypse become my only hope. Nevan dark and dangerous makes my body ache with a craving that scares and excites me. He is my protector the one who saves me from nightmares but his world is a battlefield. As the Archangel of Shadows closes in I realize I'm more than just a girl caught in a celestial war-I am a target a weapon and a key to stopping a threat that haunts my waking hours. And if it means facing my deepest fears I will fight.</p>