A singer who refused to sing, a friend who wasn’t her friend, someone who was hers and yet would never be hers. Kestrel looked away from Arin. She swore to herself that she would never...
—Marie Rutkoski
I don’t know much about kisses, but I can assure you that hers were no less fierce than a swarm of bullets tearing the air
—Xavier Velasco
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