Burning Ivy (KORT, #1)

by Brandy Hynes

“I do not block things out. I choose which moments are worth taking up brain space. Totally different. It frees room for my creativity.”

Wallowing is a sure way to suck the time—a conquering shadow.

Dandelion wishes. And that’s what I’m aiming for—losing myself to the whirlwind of stolen moments so I don’t have to think about the fiasco that has become my life.

I’m not one to settle. If I can’t have the blaze I desire, I’d rather celebrate a life of ashes than fool myself into believing the warmth of an ember is enough.

“We all have our demons, Ivy. I just appease mine with a smile.”

“Look at that. You talk like a brat, but you jumped right up to do as I ordered. Good girl, Ivy. You’ll do just fine.”

Sometimes, running is the bravest thing in this world.