Bitter Burn

I think it's important that you know this about me, that you understand this: I'm not sorry.

I'd do it again.

After my husband died eight years ago, I made vengeance my only purpose, my religion, my destiny. But to get to my enemy, I had to make myself like him. He had a kingdom of secrets? Then I would make an empire. He had blood on his hands? Then I would bathe in it.

But Tristan and Isolde changed everything. I hadn't counted on wanting them, needing them; I hadn't counted on how it felt t...