A Shadow in the Ember (Flesh and Fire, #1)

by Jennifer L. Armentrout

wanted him to look upon me like he wanted to devour me.

reminded me of the moments before dawn, when the sun rose behind the moon and beat back the darkness, turning the world a shade of iron.

And when I drew in a breath, it felt as if it were the first deep one I’d taken in a long time. I wanted to thank him for that.

“I think I will call you one of my own.” I really had to be asleep. “Why?” “Because you’ve given him peace.”

“You carry an ember of life.”

Not when I spent the last three years hating myself for the relief I felt when you didn’t take me because it meant I didn’t have to do what was expected of me.”

my foolish, silly heart—leapt.

“Love is even more powerful than what courses through our veins, equally awe-inspiring and terrifying in its selfishness.