Morgan Is My Name (Morgan le Fay, #1)

by Sophie Keetch

It wasn’t as if I knew when my fury was coming; I couldn’t catch it in my hands, or even bury it deep, because it already lived there, slumbering in my core like a dragon waiting to be woken.

Knowledge cannot be bad, only misused.

To love is to cede our own power, an act of surrender we cannot guarantee will be returned.