The Kiss of Deception (The Remnant Chronicles, #1)

by Mary E. Pearson

Until one comes who is mightier, The one sprung from misery, The one who was weak, The one who was hunted, The one marked with claw and vine, The one named in secret, The one called Jezelia.

Framed between the jutting rocky hills that we passed through, a thing rose on the horizon in a hazy gray mist. I couldn’t quite call it a city. It breathed.

“If this is saving my life, Kaden, I wish you would stop trying so hard.”