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

by Renée Ahdieh

We are not meant to be alone, Shahrzad. The more a person pushes others away, the clearer it becomes he is in need of love the most.”

Khalid stayed silent for a moment. “You have a beautiful laugh. Like the promise of tomorrow.” He said it gently, with the poise of an afterthought.

“What are you doing to me, you plague of a girl?” he whispered. “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.”

I JUST SCREAMED SO LOUD

“We women are a sad lot, aren’t we?” “What do you mean?” “Strong enough to take on the world with our bare hands, yet we permit ridiculous boys to make fools of us.”

“Some things exist in our lives for but a brief moment. And we must let them go on to light another sky.”

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. Khalid