Fire Night: A Devil's Night Holiday Novella

“The chords of the heart need to be touched to be played.”

you’re one-hundred percent responsible for your own happiness.

We taught soldiers to kill people to save a nickel on a barrel of oil

It wasn’t the fight that got you. It was the lure that you could always quit.

“Never give a sword to a man who can’t dance,” I recited Confucius as we slowed down.

She pinched her eyebrows together, breathing hard. “Why?”

“Because a weapon of death shouldn’t be in the hand of someone who hasn’t lived.”

You can’t speak for a world when you only understand one point of view.

And when you get anything worth having, someone would eventually try to take it.

“Everything is more beautiful in the firelight, isn’t it?”

If you look too closely, you won’t see anything

We’ll find out what the key unlocks, Octavia. We’ll own the night.

No one is immune to emotion when those chords are pulled.