Goldfinch (The Plated Prisoner, #6)

by Raven Kennedy

As long as there is breath in my lungs and a heart in my chest, I will fight for her with everything that I am.

“Honest to Divine, the biggest one I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen many naked people.” His smirk drops. “Don’t talk about seeing many others, or I might ask for every single name of every single man you’ve seen so I can fucking kill them all.” I hum. “That would be a lot of men. Some women too.” “My jealousy doesn’t discriminate, and I’m thorough.”

She thinks I’d go off and die? No fucking way. I’ve never had more to live for than I do right now.

Because my father’s wrong. I’m not a Cull, and I never want to be. I’m my mother’s son. I’m a Ravinger.

“Sometimes, our mistakes are so big that when they land, the consequences stretch out farther than you ever could’ve imagined.”

Perhaps it just takes sitting at the edge of your world to find a little bit of hope.

“Sometimes, you have to live on faith.”

“If ever there was a person for whom love was created, it was for you.”