The Wrath & the Dawn (The Wrath and the Dawn, #1)

by Renée Ahdieh

“A mere trinket? Love is a force unto itself, sayyidi. For love, people consider the unthinkable . . . and often achieve the impossible. I would not sneer at its power.”

Mmm foreshadowing i asssumeeee

His mother told him stories at night.

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“You have a beautiful laugh. Like the promise of tomorrow.”

Okayyyy Khalid

“If I’m a plague, then you should keep your distance, unless you plan on being destroyed.” The weapons still in her grasp, she shoved against his chest. “No.” His hands dropped to her waist. “Destroy me.”

“You honestly expect me to breathe in a world without air?”

For nothing, not the sun, not the rain, not even the brightest star in the darkest sky, could begin to compare to the wonder of you.

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