Fear the Flames (Fear the Flames, #1)

by Olivia Rose Darling

“She is strong,” Finnian growls. “She can be strong and have anxiety. She’s not made of stone.”

“I’ve found that reading has expanded my imagination. Perhaps you should try it some time. I’m happy to supply you with a list of recommendations when I have a free moment,” I say.

“Atarah blood of old and new, feed the mold for they wait for you.”

I’m more anxious than I should be, but it feels like I’m meeting a new person despite knowing I’m the one who has metamorphized.

Every human is broken somehow, whether for love or life, because we feel everything. We’re not like the gods. No matter how much we try to detach ourselves from emotions, they still grip us in their clutches. It’s why the river is so vast; every soul has something to mourn.

Sometimes I look at you and I think I’m dreaming but I know that’s impossible because you’re more than I ever imagined.”