A Reaper at the Gates (An Ember in the Ashes, #3)

by Sabaa Tahir

“Skies save me from the men in my life and all the things they think they know.

wonder if my entire life will be a series of moments in which I realize I’m an idiot long after I can actually do anything about it.

Love is joy coupled with misery, elation bound to despair. It is a fire that beckons me gently and then burns when I get too close. I hate love. I yearn for it. And it drives me mad.