The Primal of Blood and Bone (Blood and Ash, #6)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Without the capability to love and hate, rejoice and mourn, gain and lose, there could be no balance. For every hardship, there must be prosperity. Hate could not exist without love. There could be no joy without knowing grief.

Every beginning has an end. But for every end, there must be a new beginning.

Absolutely fucking nope.

‘if we judge all Atlantians by the worst among them, then we are no better than the worst ourselves.’”