"A red rose is valuable," he whispered, lightly fingering the flower's frail petals. "Soft, delicate, but deadly. Like the thorns." He glanced up at me with those gorgeous grey eyes. Moving closer he took my hand within his own. "Like you." I bit back a surprised gasp. It became difficult to breathe and my heart pound...
Once the virus spread, they all turned and the world went to hell. One girl. One lion. One Journey. An entire world of undead.
❝A boy and a girl, feathers and flames. A tragic love story, and a life that came to an end❞ ➳ The body dies but the soul survives; Punished by the gods, Icarus is cursed and doomed to centuries of pain. Reborn every eighteen years, He is bound to fall in pure love with an innocent soul and cause her death. Consumed...