Devour the Dark (Devourer, #2)

by Nikki St. Crowe

“Never let anyone dull your edges. The world will never be your blade. You must be your own.”

Maybe this is love. Maybe love is the same as worship. We could all learn a thing or two on our knees.

We are the kindling hungry for his flame. There is only one way to burn, and that’s beneath his attention.