Along the Razor's Edge (The War Eternal, #1)

by Rob J. Hayes

second-guessing the past is no different to predicting the future; it is a fool's game with no winners.

Truth is a flood, waters rising while we hide inside homes of self-deception.

Rumours are like water spilt onto a flat surface. The more they spread, the bigger they get, and the thinner they become.

Defiance has always been written into my very nature. Nothing brings it out of me quite like authority.

Strange how pain and relief can cause such a similar reaction.

Fear is speculation more often than it is truth.

There is a point in all relationships where the power shifts.

Reputation is a blade with no hilt, it cuts both ways.