A Kingdom of Flesh and Fire (Blood and Ash, #2)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

“You’re beautiful when you’re quiet and somber, but when you laugh? You rival the sunrise over the Skotos Mountains.”

being pragmatic and rational was the only way to win a battle and survive a war.

“You’re bleeding.” “You have three arrows sticking out of you.”

Beauty, my sweet child, is often broken and barbed, and always unexpected."

“The way Casteel is with you—the teasing and trying to get a rise out of you—isn’t how he is with most.” “So, it’s an act?” “No, Casteel is just more…alive when he’s with you,”

“No one else will treat you as Hawke. They won’t see me as Poppy.” His gaze lifted to mine. “No one else matters. Just you and me.”

“But as soon as they get to know her, none of that will matter. They will come to love her as fiercely as I do.”

“I don’t want to pretend,” I whispered. “I’m Poppy and you’re Casteel, and this is real.”

Feelings were not stagnant. Neither were opinions or beliefs, and if we stopped believing people were capable of change, then the world might as well be left to burn.

“Nyktos, even asleep, approves of this union.”