“ This was different, spontaneous, unrestricted. This was what dancing was supposed to feel like - like freedom. Anam Iqbal
“ The Angel of Death had sworn retribution, and she wasn’t going to stop until she’d killed them all. Anam Iqbal
“ ...even if all they did was look at each other, it rattled her entire being because there was no thought or person or barrier between them. Not a single one. They were both thoroughly absorbed in ever… Anam Iqbal
“ As he left, he saw the streets were just as deserted and quiet as before, but now he knew it was an illusion. There were ninjas, darker than a starless night, watching their territory and his every mo… Anam Iqbal
“ Death was a friend to her; she was unafraid of it: bringing to to others, meeting it herself. And yet, she'd flinched from it today... What was it about that man that she just couldn't let go? Couldn'… Anam Iqbal
“ He darted for her; his blade wielded smooth and steady in front of him. She didn't hold back either; when they joined, their weapons clanked and sparked with an icy rage. They danced around one anothe… Anam Iqbal
“ She was floating in the midst of a black sea, in the darkest of nights, with no hope or care to see light again. She was a mere wave away from drowning in blackness. Anam Iqbal
“ He was the one for her. She somehow knew that no one could make her feel the way did. Not if she lived for another hundred years. Anam Iqbal
