Reign

One day her Prince will come, and it will be her worst nightmare.

Luck wasn’t on her side. Luck was never on her side. In fact she was pretty sure it avoided her at all costs.

No, I guess I don’t see the point of pretending and putting on airs. I’m not ashamed of who I am. At one point, yes, I was embarrassed about who I was, and the clothes that I wore, and where I lived. But I learned that those things weren’t important. What’s most important to me is family and being proud of the person I am. I’m not going to pretend I’m someone I’m not.

Night and day. Dark and light. Fae and Human.

He laughed. “Come on, Mina, you know there’s no such thing. The day your prince comes will be your worst nightmare. For I will make you bow down and beg for your life.

Brody spun, and Mina stared over his shoulder to see an impossibly large black wolf only feet away. The wolf’s mouth was opened wide, teeth glaring as he lunged for Brody’s throat.

The day your prince comes will be your worst nightmare.

You have nothing in your arsenal but a pretty face—and a lying one at that.

But you’ve always been a deceiver, and I’ve never been one to play by the rules,” Teague continued before disappearing down another tunnel, leaving her alone in the dark. His voice echoed back to her. “Neither have you, Mina.

Don’t be distressed, Elle, about the other girls and who made it. With you here, I’m not sure there is much competition.

No wonder you’re so excited about wearing masks at a ball.

The Prince of Fae may have been dreaming of her, but how could she explain that when he appeared in her dreams they were her worst nightmares?

you may be able to disguise your hideous personalities.

Eh, it’s not that great a book. I’ve read it. She’ll thank me for saving her five hours of her life. The main character dies in the end.

His lips formed a cruel smile as he leaned forward to whisper into her ear. “I could have let you die up there. In fact, I’m not altogether of one mind why I didn’t…Oh, that’s right. You have something I want.” He took his free hand and gently stroked the side of her cheek, running his fingers over her lips. The move sent an unwilling shiver through her until his fingers moved under her chin. “I want that dagger.

sight. He was trying to speak to her. She leaned in

was speaking at the moment, her voice echoed loudly. Teague heard her