Conan

This audiobook is narrated by a digital voice.

“I’ve spent decades being tortured by your memory. You swore you’d be mine. And instead, you ripped out my heart and left it to rot because you’re a coward.”

The sadness that tainted her words was enough to slice Conan open as if she were the one holding the dagger. She pressed herself closer, his blade pressing into her neck. He wasn’t sure how there wasn’t blood. For a horrible second, he thought she was going to slice her own throat open, and his hand tensed.

“I’ve been dead for years. Make it official or leave. I have work to do.”

Conan’s not going to let Cyrene walk away from him again. Not ever.