Anna Edwards

“Nemo's daughter held a light in her, pure and silvery, and it was not fueled on hate. It burned steadily in her heart, so strong that surely it would never go out, never be extinguished, and the siren could feel herself reach for that.

"Beautiful but not pure," my mind whispered while I begged. Nothing we had done in the shadows of the Friday fires was pure. It was better than that. It was true. It was everything I was and everything I could be—was meant to be—if only I dared. It twisted inside me, hungry and vicious and clever.”
― Nghi Vo, Siren Queen

“We were stories that should never have met, or stories that only existed because we met. I still don't know.”
― Nghi Vo, Siren Queen

“I would never be adorable and bubbling over with praise for myself and others. Instead, I was still and cold, and had to hope that was enough.”
― Nghi Vo, Siren Queen

“You must have been happy."
She puffed a soft breath between her lips, shrugged. "I was free. That's better than happy. Happy came later. Are you?"
"I will be," I said firmly. "Both.”
― Nghi Vo, Siren Queen