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Fuel the Fire (Calloway Sisters, #3) Fuel the Fire by Krista Ritchie
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“Broken souls are mended every day by mended souls that were once broken.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“There are rare people who will fuel the fire inside of you, who will awaken a dormant passion, who will push you and better you. She alone is my rarity.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I’m attracted to people. To the words they speak, to the actions they take, to their full-bodied mannerisms and soulful gaits. I am attracted to people. To impassioned hearts that beat out of sync, the ones that skip a measure, heard in hushed places and violent spaces—I am attracted to people.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I can hear our hearts breaking."

A tear wets my fingertips, his tears, and his other hand encases my face, the way mine does him. His lips nearly skim mine. "I’ll shield your ears from the sound of heartbreak.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“So long as I may be living, I live with you.”
Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress depends on the unreasonable man.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I’m tragically in love with you too.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“We're all assholes," Lo tells Garrison. "But one day, you'll meet an asshole that pushes you to be a better person. Those are the ones that stick with you.”
Krista Ritchie, Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“She fuels the fire in my soul, the embers slowly dying, and she tries feverishly to awaken me.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“When I was seventeen you said you wanted to perform an autopsy on me, to crack open my ribcage and squeeze my heart until it burst between your fingers.” What is that—if not flirting? She lifts her head off a pillow to near me, propping her elbows on the mattress. “That was me hating you, Richard. I dreamed of your death.” “You dreamed of clutching my heart,” I rebut. “Of killing you,” she emphasizes. I lean closer to her, our eyes locking. “Vous m’aimiez.” You loved me.”
Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“If someone asked me to name the first two attributes of Ryke Meadows, aggressive wouldn't even be on the list. In the heart of his soul lies kindness, wrapped tightly in selflessness that shows in almost every action.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“We never touched, but I made love to your mind.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“How do you measure love? Is it by the things we’re willing to do? By the sacrifices we’re willing to make?”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I know I’ve married the right person when words turn you on as much as they do me.” I read deeper into that, as I should. Translation: I could only ever be with you, Rose. ”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“Forever is not nearly long enough,”
Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I don't live for money or for titles or achievements like I used to.
I live for people.
There is nothing greater than that.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I’m overly confident. Some call that arrogance. I call it four parts charm and six parts self-respect. I’m under the belief, and truth, that I’m superior to everyone and all things around me. Now, how can plankton make a shark embarrassed of itself? The correct answer is: it can’t.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I’ve never shied away from who I am, even when people asked me to be softer, quieter or warmer. I’ve proudly remained me.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“You’re demanding when you want to be … And you’re so brilliant and attractive; it becomes maddening” – my heart pumps faster – “that someone like you exists, and that you should be here in our bedroom, that we should share a bedroom at all – it’s unreal and the most fulfilling life I could ever think to dream.” I whisper. “I’m tragically in love with you, and I wouldn’t want it any other way”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“Dreams are true while they last,’” he recites in a whisper, “‘and do we not live in dreams?”
Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“Rose-"Then you'll need to buy me some barf bags."
Conner-"do you always vomit on guys you like or just me?"
Rose-" the more you fish for compliments the more I want to puke on you".
Conner- "So it is just me then ".”
Becca Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“Ohhh,” Lily gasps in realization. She frowns a little and then turns to Loren. I hear her whisper, “So we’re not magic?”
“We’re definitely magic,” he whispers back with a nod.
“Then what are they?” Her eyes flicker to Connor and me, catching us watching them.
Lo purposely raises his voice so we can hear. “An immortal god who married an immortal demon.” He flashes me a dry smile. “Match made in purgatory.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I stroke the back of her head. “You make me forget the worst parts of life.” She actually smiles, focused back on the street. “And what’s the term for that?” I think for a moment. A person who shrouds the painful moments, who conspires to make joyful ones. Who eliminates all the mundane shades in favor of ardent colors and keeps you burning alive. Is there a word for this rare person in someone’s life? I think there is. “Soul mate,”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“We can’t protect our children from every evil in the world, but what we can do is protect them from a specific group of people.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“There are rare people who will fuel the fire inside of you, who will awaken a dormant passion, who will challenge you, who will push you and better you. She alone is my rarity.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I notice Ryke sitting on the edge of the bed with Daisy lounging drunkenly across his lap. “Big bad wolf…” She reaches up to touch his hair but her arm sags limply next to her. “Eat me.”
It’s a provocative, intoxicated statement that I do my best to block out.
Ryke lowers his head to her, kissing Daisy once…twice and then he says, “Every fucking day, sweetheart.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.’” My lips pull higher, into a livelier smile. “‘I am, I am, I am.’” With this, I step away from the podium, and I exit to a cacophony of journalists shouting and asking me to clarify. Adapt to me. I’m satisfied, more than I even predicted. Some people will rewind this conference on their television, to listen closely and try to understand me. I don’t need their understanding, but my daughter will—and I hope the minds of her peers are wide open with vibrant hues of passion. I hope they all paint the world with color.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“I will die with you when we are old and withered and gray, and I’ll live with you every day until then. This is what I’ll always choose.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“Ensemble,” she whispers in French. Together.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire
“This is about Ryke. We can’t burn his place of love.” I snort. “His place of love is between our sister’s legs.”
Krista Ritchie, Fuel the Fire

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