We Hunt the Flame (Sands of Arawiya, #1)

by Hafsah Faizal

There was nothing more respectable and dangerous than a woman of confidence.

If a poet were to describe them, he would say to look into her eyes was to see the sea’s first glimpse of the sun, drinking its reflection with endless ripples. Or something like that.

A life without purpose may be no life, but a life without love is nothing but an existence.”