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A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead.
I’m pretty quick with daggers, though.”
a dagger girlie... she is out for my heart
Your brain is your best weapon.
“Stay the hell away from Xaden Riorson.”
you KNOW i need them to fall deeply in love
“Don’t die, Violet. I’d hate to be an only child.”
He’s the most exquisite man I’ve ever seen.
YESSSSS
Xaden Riorson?
we already knoooow
“Sorrengail?” He steps toward me, and I look up…and up. Good gods, I don’t even reach his collarbone. He’s massive. He has to be more than four inches over six feet tall.
HEIGHT DIFFERENCE !!!!!!!!
He will kill you the second he finds out who you are.
he loses his grip on the water-slick stone and falls, disappearing from view.
:((( wth dude. why he gotta die? he just wanted to ride dragons and marry his girl :(
“I’ll wait for you on the other side,” she shouts over the storm. The fear in her eyes mirrors my own.
if she dies i will scream
Your mind already knows the answer, so just calm down and let it remember.
“You’re next, Sorrengail!” Jack bellows,
im sorry..? W T F ??? this fucker is insane omg
“I’m coming for you, Sorrengail!”
i literally hate you
and where the tip of my dagger now indents the fabric of his breeches—against his balls.
queen behavior
Dain Aetos went from attractive and cute to gorgeous.
i have no issue with dain.. but childhood best friends to lovers is not what i need
“I’m Dain Aetos, and I’m the leader for Second Squad, Flame Section, Second Wing.”
“Why, Dain Aetos.” I grin and walk toward him, then grasp the door handle at his side. “You’ve seen me in swimwear, tunics, and even ballgowns. Are you telling me it’s the leather that does it for you?”
its okay dain, it does it for all of us
Xaden is among them. It’s not just his height that makes him stand out in this crowd but the way the other riders all seem to move around him, like he’s a shark and they’re all fish giving him a wide berth.
stooooop you're making me blushhhh
“Melgren’s dragon gives him the signet ability to see a battle’s outcome before it happens. There’s no beating that, and you can’t be assassinated if you know it’s coming.”
hmmm
A slow, sinister smile spreads across his face. “You don’t want me involved.
he is definitely gonna be a main villain
We’re moving to Fourth Wing. Xaden’s wing.
SHUT THE FUCK UPPPP
no fucking way this man just M A D E violets group switch to be in his… aint no fucking way
(i'm giggling and kicking my feet rn)
You want a dragon? Earn one.”
Xaden’s eyes find mine,
he is obsessed
“The navy-blue one who landed behind the dais yesterday?” My stomach twists. The way those golden eyes assessed me…
his dragon already knows you cannot convince me otherwise
“Sgaeyl is a Blue Daggertail, and she’s…vicious.”
I can’t help but wonder again what Xaden’s signet is—and if he’ll use it to kill me when I least expect it.
i need to knowwww
“So I see. I’m quaking in my boots.” The corner of his mouth rises into a mocking smirk.
BLUSHING GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET SQUEALING
“Did I?” I reach for my last two blades. “Why don’t you back up a couple of steps and test that theory?”
omg mommy
“Fascinating. You look all frail and breakable, but you’re really a violent little thing, aren’t you?”
I LOVE YOU
He reaches under my own cloak and slides one blade into the sheath at my thigh,
KINK ALERT
“Now, get back to bed before your wingleader realizes you’re out after curfew.” “What?” I gawk after him. “You’re my wingleader!”
STOOP
“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?” he whispers. Metal hits the mat again and he kicks it past my head and out of my reach. He’s not taking my daggers to use against me; he’s disarming me just to prove he can. My blood boils. “My name is Violet,” I seethe. “I think my version fits you better.” He releases my wrist and stands, offering me a hand. “We’re not done yet.”
There’s a tug at my thigh and another of my daggers is pressed to my throat as his chest rests against the back of my head. His forearm is locked across my ribs, and he might as well be a statue for all the give there is in his frame. There’s no use slamming my head back—he’s so tall that I’d only annoy him.
DELICIOUS
Then he leans closer. “Taking out your enemy before the battle is really smart; I’ll give that to you,” he whispers, his warm breath brushing the shell of my ear.
I CANT TAKE IT
Beautiful. Fucking. Asshole.
Toxic. Dangerous. Wants to kill you. Nope, doesn’t matter. My pulse still skitters like a teenager.
“You’re tiny.” He says it like an insult.
The move is unnervingly…hot.
Xaden would just beat the shit out of him. I blink, shoving that comparison and any other thought of Xaden Riorson far out of my head.
a massive ramp that reaches up to the top of the cliff’s edge at a nearly vertical climb.
omg american ninja worrier
I’ve survived seven weeks in this damned quadrant, and this course isn’t going to beat me today.
“I just need to know what my chances are here.” My hands curl into fists.
The ass has the nerve to smile. “That’s the oddest way I’ve ever been hit on—”
He who does not burn for Malek will be burned by Malek.
“What changed between Parapet and now?” Dain asks again, a wealth of emotions in his eyes that I can’t begin to interpret. Well, except the fear. That doesn’t need any interpretation. “Me.”
There’s no rope here. There’s only one way I’m getting over this. Sheer fucking will.
His eyes flare, and I don’t miss the hint of a smirk on that infuriatingly decadent mouth of his. It should be against the Codex to look that good and be so ruthless.