Frost Kisses (Bitter Frost #4: Frost Series) Read Online Free PDF

half-human babies, right?”
     
    “And you’re not human anymore…”
     
    He knew! My mouth shot open in surprise.
     
    “I can see the silver blood, Breena! There’s just a dab on your forehead, see – here…” Before I could stop him, he reached out and touched the wound, giving my mouth a caress and wiping off the blood with his finger. He put the tip of his finger in his mouth.
     
    “You do taste like a fairy!”
     
    “That’s disgusting!” I wanted to vomit. I had almost forgotten that Pixies sometimes drink blood, including fairy blood.
     
    “Don’t knock it, my Queen. I’m doing this for you!” Before I could pull away he reapplied his finger to my cut. I could feel my skin seal together: he had healed me instantly. “That’s better, my Queen,” said Delano. “No more bleeding for you right now. We’ve got a lot of business to attend to.”
     
    “You…healed me.” I was dumb with surprise. I thought magical creatures could only heal their own kind.
     
    “See, you fairies. So arrogant. Convinced that you have all the magic, all the power. But it’s a falsehood, Breena. You fairies can only heal your own court – Summer to Summer, Winter to Winter. But we Pixies can heal anyone we choose. We have existed long before fairies ever came into being. We have the magic. We have the legitimacy. Feyland is our birthright.”
     
    As he spoke, I saw in him a passion I had never seen before. Delano may have been reprehensible, but he cared about his people and his country – in his mind, however sick and clouded and twisted, he was doing this for them. “But like fairies,” he said, his mouth twisting with hatred at that word… “we have something else that fairies don’t. The ability to feel passion. The ability to feel love. Desire… that we can control. That will not turn us mad the way fairies have been turned bad. I know what happened to the Ice Prince, Kian. I know you melted his heart, and put him into a rage so terrible he was willing to kill you! But he could not stand the force of love. I, however, can!”
     
    While he was speaking, Delano had moved closer and closer to me, but it was only when he kissed me that I realized his intentions. I tried to jerk away, but it was too late: his lips and tongue found mine – his heat so unfamiliar after Kian’s cool kisses.
     
    And then I felt the pixie magic sear through me – a magic so strong that it overpowered my desire to resist, my desire to escape. I felt my magic connecting with his – not the primal, earth-shattering icy desire that had overwhelmed me with Kian, but something different. The emerald earth called to me through his kiss; I felt connected with the pixie realm – rock and stone, metal and the magic of cliffs and crags and mountaintops. I could taste mint upon my tongue.
     
    At last I was able to break the spell’s hold over me and pull away. “Don’t you dare ever do that again,” I said, my voice shaking. I felt shame alongside my anger. How had my body, my magic, reacted like that? And how dare Delano try to manipulate me once more?
     
    “You taste like a fairy,” Delano licked his lips. “But I can taste the human in you. The passion is there. You still have that human capacity – fear not!”
     
    “Oh, I’m not worried,” I snarled back. But deep down, I knew I was. My body was reacting in strange and unexpected ways – my response to Delano, for example. First my infatuation with Logan, and now this! I was no longer in control – what had happened to me?
     
    “You’re turning into a full-blood fairy,” said Delano. “And I imagine your power will increase accordingly. But what, I wonder, will come of your ability to love?”
     
    I thought back to the feeling of being crowned Summer Queen – the warmth and sunshine that had flooded through my being. What I felt when Delano had kissed me was different: it was cool, shocking, like ice and yet not painful.
     
    “The Winter Prince has