Scarred (Never After, #2)

by Emily McIntire

That’s the difference between me and other people. They run away from the bad things, and I become them.

“Sometimes, it’s hard to know who you are when there’s pressure to be something else.

“Brute force can win a war,” I start, heat dancing against my fingertips. “But our strength is in patience. In planning. That is what topples empires. Together we rule, divided we fall.”

Just like with everyone else, eventually, I was forgotten.

Death inevitably changes you.

Not all women are meant for frilly dresses and fancy crowns that sparkle in the light. Some of us prefer the anonymity that comes along with shadows.

“I am nothing if I’m not yours.”