"From Blood and Ash" Quotes
fantasy | 634 pages | Published in NaN
A Maiden…Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppy’s life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers.A Duty…The entire kingdom’s future rests on Poppy’s shoulders, something she’s not even quite sure she wants for herself. Because a Maiden has a heart. And a soul. And longing. And when Hawke, a golden-eyed guard honor bound to ensure her Ascension, enters her life, destiny and duty become tangled with desire and need. He incites her anger, makes her question everything she believes in, and tempts her with the forbidden.A Kingdom…Forsaken by the gods and feared by mortals, a fallen kingdom is rising once more, determined to take back what they believe is theirs through violence and vengeance. And as the shadow of those cursed draws closer, the line between what is forbidden and what is right becomes blurred. Poppy is not only on the verge of losing her heart and being found unworthy by the gods, but also her life when every blood-soaked thread that holds her world together begins to unravel.
| ISBN_13: | 9781952457012 |
Quotes
I was the Maiden. I was the Chosen. I was a weapon.
Fear is a strange thing. It has the power to make people close their eyes, yet it also forces others to open them.
It is a strange and terrible fate to be the Chosen One.
There was power in love, in sacrifice, in selflessness.
Sometimes the truth had to be disguised, tucked behind the shadows until it was time for it to come to light.
I was living, but I was not alive.
I'd been living in a world of gray, and she was the only thing that had ever given it color.
I would rather be the monster they feared than the monster I truly was.
The Dark One was not a god, but he was something far more dangerous.
The truth, my dear, is the most dangerous weapon of all.
