Spark the Flames (Secret of the Syphon #1)

by Ivy Asher

I’ve finally managed to escape, only to be stopped by Mother Nature. What a heartless cunt.

and yet here I am, skipping past wrong street, licking a wrong popsicle in the middle of what-the-fuck-is-going-on lane.

There are a finite number of people in each of our lives who truly love us. That love warms us against the frigid toll life can take. It’s a light that guides us and fortifies us, and losing it leaves us dimmer, leaves our lives darker.

“Spark the flames. Ignite the infernos. Ash the embers.”

“Cut me. Hurt me. Destroy me. I’ll happily bleed for you, Ever. Every drop is yours already.”