Legendary--A Caraval Novel

Humans were selfish creatures. The stars had witnessed it again, and again, and again.

But perhaps love was an otherworldly entity like Death.

“No, you’re being kind. You’re holding me all close and saying personal things. Do you love me now?”

“Did you just remember how much you don’t like me?” he asked.
“I never forgot. I was thinking of the first time we met. Did you know who I was?”
“No.”
“So, you’re just that charming to everyone you meet?”

“This relationship isn’t real,” Tella groaned. “How could I be jealous?”
“Maybe you’re wishing it was real.”

“What are you trying to find, Donatella? Are you searching for some good in me? You’ll never see it, because it doesn’t exist.”

She wasn’t afraid of danger, though she preferred it in the form of swaggering young men.

Dante was Legend.

Legend was Dante.

“I don’t want to talk to you,” she said. “I want to talk to Legend.”

“Then open your eyes and speak to me.”

now he was definitely stealing her heart, and she wanted him to take even more.