Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

I think back to the naive, sheltered girl who crossed the parapet, and everything she survived in the crucible of her first year to forge me into the woman I am now.

And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.

“And you’re picking a fight with me?”

“Picking a fight for you. There’s a difference.”

His hands fall away, and I immediately mourn their loss.

“You can’t go around killing cadets. You’re an officer now.” “Watch me.”

You and me? Not a game.”

Xaden Riorson wrote me a letter.

Maybe it’s toxic as hell, but it’s pointless to deny that every single part of me is attracted to every facet of Xaden. And it’s not just his body. It’s…everything. Even the darkest parts of him, the parts I know are merciless, willing to annihilate anyone and everyone who stands between him and a goal, pull me in like a moth to a fucking flame.

I’ve missed the tiny moments in my day when our eyes would meet in a crowded hallway, the

I’m so damn in love with him that it hurts,

“Tell me what’s spinning around that beautiful head of yours.”

“What are you thinking? Because I can read a lot into the way you’re looking at me, but I’m going to need the words.”

Home. Gods, he tastes like home.

“Like a moth to a damned flame.”

“I’m more than willing to let you burn me.”

I’ll live with my mouth attached to yours if I do it whenever I want.”

“Violence, remember it’s only the body that’s fragile. You are unbreakable.”

“There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, remember?”