Spark the Flames (Secret of the Syphon #1)

by Ivy Asher

She always said butterflies are for good things, moths are for situations that could go one way or the other, and wasps are when you know you’re fucked.

“Spark the flames, Ever.” “Ignite the infernos,” I answer automatically. “Ash the embers,” we

But trauma is corrosive. It eats away and corrupts everything it touches, turning even the most innocent memories into live grenades.

But what chance does an icicle have against a flame?

“Tell me you’re mine, Claws, and we’ll leave right now and go somewhere I can show you, at length, exactly how a bond is completed.”