"As the sparks of the past, the embers of all the Dark Chapter members before her, swirled behind Angelica’s heart-hollowed frame, the witch had a single realization.

 

Only someone who has burned through her more times than anyone else ever could was capable of starting a fire like this."

 

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"She wasn’t a dancer. But that week, Adrian danced and twirled and skipped until her feet burned into the streets of the city."

 

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“'She’s quite the dreamer…sometimes I worry what she’s capable of.'” 
 

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“'I really do love magic. It’s the one thing that keeps me a sane teenage girl.'”

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"And then she smiled. She smiled a true, real, good smile.

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One that could light even the darkest corners of Adrian’s mind."
 

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“'Your stars.'
'My...my what?'
Kiki scowled.

'The way you draw them. How the lines don’t come together all the way. And how you leave a little gap in between each point.'"
 

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“'Stay here with me…become my princess...' The Author's body began to reform, and in his place stood the bottle green-eyed girl, charming grin and all. '...and I can be anybody you want.'"
 

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