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Ember of Night (Ember of Night, #1) Ember of Night by Molly E. Lee
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“You're mine," he growls, the words so final, so lethally claiming, that I feel them like a brand across my soul. And I love the way it burns.”
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“Trust is both a gift and a curse. Heady in the right hands and a weapon in others.”
Molly E. Lee, Ember of Night
“What am I? Did I suddenly fall into my own twisted version of Vampire Diaries and I need to choose a faction―vampire, werewolf, witch? If that's my current predicament, then I'm just a deli-girl and where the hell is my Damon Salvatore because this is some bullshit―”
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“Just because something is damaged doesn't mean it isn't beautiful. All things have value. Don't let anyone tell you differently.”
Molly E. Lee, Ember of Night
“Because "love" is a dangerous weapon in any form―familial, friendly, or romantic. It has the power to crush a soul, and mine is hanging on by a thread.”
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“Even an ember of night can be a beacon in the darkness.”
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“If you don't kiss me, I may burn your house to the ground.”
Molly E. Lee, Ember of Night
“I try not to let the hope of freedom fill my shattered soul. Because hope is a dangerous thing for me, and I've had enough danger to last me a lifetime.”
Molly E. Lee, Ember of Night
“Even then," Draven says, taking a step toward me, the heat from his body washing over mine. "The happiness they cling to is mere drops where others have bucketfuls.”
Molly E. Lee, Ember of Night
“I look up and up to lock gazes with a pair of amber eyes that stare at me with such intensity, the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.”
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“If I had to describe myself in one image, it would be a cup of coffee holding an old book. I inhale the glorious smells of pages crinkled with time and rich coffee as some inner piece of me clicks into place.”
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