Lynette Noni

the smallest spark can cause a flame

“I have a lot of dreams. A lot of nightmares, too. Only time will tell which path my life will take.”

“Because I found a reason to stay.”

Never forget, little mouse: no two people look the same, but we are each beautiful in our own ways.

She’d want me t-to live.

And so he had. With everything within him, Tipp had lived.

Take off your shirt and lie down.”

“I’m flattered, but we barely know each other.”

So you’re the middle child,” Kiva observed. “That explains a lot.”

It’s for your hands,” she said. “You should’ve come to see me about them sooner.”

Jaren cocked his head to the side. “Is that your way of saying you missed me?”

“She hurt you.” Jaren’s eyes moved to her throat, his voice low with concern.

My name is Kiva Meridan, and I claim her sentence as my own.”