Daughter of No Worlds (The War of Lost Hearts, #1)

by Carissa Broadbent

That victory meant another’s defeat, and sometimes our own defeat. That winning meant sacrifices, and sometimes ones that even our own people were not willing to make. That in war, someone always paid.

It was amazing, the mental somersaults minds and hearts could do to justify their actions in the name of love.

To live a life so untouched by such ugliness that the very concept of it was startling.