Edge of Anarchy (Edge of Collapse, #4)

by Kyla Stone

Nothing that truly mattered in life came easily.

Nothing was owed to you. Nothing. Not love. Not freedom. Not even family.

Relationships weren’t a given. They weren’t a right. They were made. They were forged through blood, sweat, and tears. Through time, energy, and commitment. Through good times and bad, through hope and despair. Love had to be earned. So did freedom. Sometimes it had to be earned agai...

“The question is not whether violence is good or bad. But what is violence in service of? Is what you’re fighting for worthy?”