Song of Sorrows and Fate (The Broken Kingdoms, #9)

by L.J. Andrews

If every kingdom were part of a living soul, Etta would be the heart that kept us vibrant, Klockglas in the East would be the brain that kept us scheming, and the fae isles of the South would be the blood that kept us living. Raven Row would be the shit.

Every sunrise, I will miss you.

“I can be silent, stoic, or quite pleasant in conversation. I’ll leave it to you to decide,

Ugh.

to be afraid and fierce,