Kingdom of the Wicked (Kingdom of the Wicked, #1)

by Kerri Maniscalco

Before I went to bed, I inspected the two crescent moons within the circle of stars.

Bickering wasn’t getting us anywhere, and I had more important things to do.

Never let someone know what your true motivations are. If they know what you want more than anything, they’ll craft all sorts of sweet lies and half-truths to manipulate you. They’ll know exactly how far they can push, what to offer, and what you would never refuse, giving them the upper hand. Your first goal should be to remain alive. Figure out everything else as you go.”

Great life advise

you’ll burn and burn, and the moon will have her vengeance, and the sun will swallow us whole and there will be nothing left. Stars. The stars are out, and they’re falling like feathers ripped from the mighty raven because he craves their meat and she wishes to feed him until he’s gorged, but he will never be satisfied. He is sin and is glad of it.”

He was violence made flesh.

A triple moon symbol molded from pewter adorned the cover, but there was no title to indicate what it contained.