Unravel the Dusk (The Blood of Stars, #2)

by Elizabeth Lim

I will never leave you. I will stay by your side until the fire in the sun grows cold and the light in the moon is no more. Until time blots out the stars.”

“If you forget me, I’ll find a way to make you remember again. And if you attack me”—he flattened my hand against his chest—“I’ll hold you until you stop.”

But hope was a valuable weapon, and we were sharpening its every edge.

I suddenly realized what form I’d taken: a phoenix, meant to rise again.

The sea shone before us, full of possibility.

Whatever history remembered of us, whether it likened us to the sun and the moon—only permitted to meet once a year—or simply to a boy and a girl touched by the stars, fate had danced to bring us together.