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Spark of the Everflame (Kindred's Curse, #1) Spark of the Everflame by Penn Cole
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“Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man. Go be exceptional. If he’s worth it, he won’t judge you. And if he’s really the one, he’ll come along for the ride.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“For anyone who has ever been told their spark shouldn’t burn so bright and for all the people who loved them precisely because it did.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“You think I fear my own death?” he whispered in my ear. “Every day I draw breath is as much a curse as a gift. I’ve been living on borrowed time for longer than you can imagine. If you’re the way my fate finally catches up to me, I can’t fathom a more beautiful end.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“If you cannot be stronger, be smarter. Choose both your battles and your enemies with care. Know when to flee a fight to win a war.”
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“Hope without reason is... it’s cruel.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man. Go be exceptional.”
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“You saw it too, didn’t you?” I stopped, but I didn’t look back. “Last night,” he said, “right before the roof collapsed. The vision. The battlefield.” I couldn’t move, my body paralyzed, my thoughts stunned to stillness. “What if our story isn’t over, Diem Bellator? What if it’s only beginning?”
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“Survive, my father’s words echoed in my ears. At whatever cost, to whatever end. Survive first, mind the consequences later.”
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“But I was made of swinging fists and rash words, my edges too jagged and my temper too hot. Nothing about me was delicate.”
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“Let me die with the taste of you on my lips.”
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“What if our story isn’t over, Diem Bellator? What if it’s only beginning?”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“I’d always been a spitfire, and proud of it. An unbreakable spirit in a world that wanted me to be quiet, small, subservient.”
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“But I didn’t choose to be a healer, nor did I choose to take my mother’s role. And I didn’t want gentle or delicate. I wanted to burn.”
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“Diem—you’re wearing the Crown. You’ve been selected. You are the new Queen of Lumnos.”
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“He was once again a marble-carved statue—pretty to look at, impossible to know.”
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“We never needed to see all of each other to love all of each other.”
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“clasping it in both of his. “My darling Diem, you asked how I knew your mother was the one? The truth is that I just knew. There was never a decision to make. Whatever path she was on, that was where I belonged. By her side, and by yours. Any other option was unthinkable.”
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“Suit yourself. But whatever you do or don’t do, sweetheart, do it for yourself. Don’t choose a mediocre life for a mediocre man. Go be exceptional. If he’s worth it, he won’t judge you. And if he’s really the one, he’ll come along for the ride.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“the King of Lumnos was finally, finally dead. Which could only mean one thing... In thirty days, Auralie Bellator was going home.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“He’s gone, she reminded herself. Dead. You killed him. You’re safe, and so is she.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“I am not afraid, Devourer of Crowns. Ravager of Realms. Herald of Vengeance.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“I could barely tear my eyes from all the chiseled jawlines and curling, mile-long lashes, but there was something about it that made me almost sad. I glanced at Henri from the corner of my eye. His nose was slightly bent, thanks to a drunken bar fight, and myriad scars coated his hands and forearms. When he caught my stare and flashed his usual grin, one tooth was crooked, another chipped from a childhood fall. Still, my stomach fluttered. Henri was as handsome to me as any man in this city, not in spite of those traits but because of them. Those small idiosyncrasies littering his body were signs of his life and character, a map of his soul that only those who truly knew him could read.”
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“My father would be disappointed—he’d trained me better than to let my guard down,”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“I’d cared. But I’d cared in the ways that affected me. I’d cared when I or the people I knew suffered, when the injustices inflicted by the Descended were forced into my path, disrupting my happy little bubble. And now, I was finally starting to look beyond the oily rainbow prism of that bubble’s edge to the reality of the world beyond.”
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“Harder, Your Highness. Wilst thou give me permission to come, Your Highness? Let me kneel for you and show the Prince’s little prince a good time, Your H—”
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“She was my constant lantern when, like now, the world was dark and I didm't know which way to go.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“The stories say the goddess Lumnos and her siblings wanted the Descended to protect the mortals.”
Penn Cole, Spark of the Everflame
“War is death and misery and sacrifice. War is making choices that will haunt you for the rest of your days. You fight to protect, or to survive, but never for the joy of killing, no matter how brutal your enemy.”
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“To beat your enemy, you have to know your enemy—intimately. And there’s no better place to do that than in their own home.” The calculating tone in his voice sent ice creeping up my spine. He sounded more like a soldier preparing for war than the goofy, carefree friend I’d grown up with. “You’ve been spending too much time around the Commander,” I teased, a little nervously. “Your father didn’t teach me that. Your mother did.”
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“To be disarmed is to court death.”
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