Iron & Embers (The Ashes of Thezmarr, #1)

by Helen Scheuerer

Badass!

“You,” he said. “It’s always been you.”

He wanted her, desperately, like a dying man longing for a cure.

Unfortunately, he was naked. More unfortunate still, he dislodged not one, but two women who were nestled in the blankets, both shrieking in surprise.

HAHA get it Cal!!

why was her lightning calling him home?

Of course Kipp is hot now lol

Elves in this world?!?

“Over the centuries, alchemy has meant many things to many people. Like life itself, it has gone through countless seasons and cycles. First, its purpose was finding the elixir of life, and obtaining immortality, for those foolish enough to seek it. Then came the season of runes, where magical symbols were combined with herbology to imbue objects with power. After that came the era of elements and precious metals… Throughout the ages, a common thread has remained at the heart of alchemy: that knowledge is might.”

“Knowledge is the victor over fate. The mind is a blade, novices.”

Tucker,

Tucker!! Why are all the Warsword stallion names so silly

“There is no rhyme or reason to why people are taken from us. No greater meaning, no justice. I have long ago stopped trying to find those things in death…” A gentle touch brushed her hair away from her face. “You deserve to live, Wren. You have as much right to life as anyone else does.”

“You look like you’re going to kiss me,” she said, her body calling out for his touch. “You look like you’d enjoy it,” he replied, his fingers entwining with hers.

“Nor do most creators envision their work being used for evil when they’re deep in the throes of innovation. But there is danger in invention, risk in all design.

Ooo how domestic 😍

“Fuck it,”

Teeheehee

“I didn’t like her touching you,”

“I didn’t like her touching me either.”

“You didn’t want me,” she murmured, eyes closed. “It’s alright. I don’t blame you… Nobody wants a broken thing.”

“What do you see?” Torj’s gaze darkened. “The calm before the storm.”

“Show me what you do when you moan my name at night.”

GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE

“It’s about the person who’s holding your hand at the end. The person you can’t let go of, no matter how hard you might have tried.”

Lmao dead

Ahhhh we love it!

MY HEART IS FRACTURING omg fucking gutted