Iron Flame (The Empyrean, #2)

by Rebecca Yarros

“No chore duty!” Sawyer adds. “I will never scrub another breakfast dish again.” I’ll never push another library cart with Liam.

She wouldn’t call the storm to kill me like a coward, but she sure as hell wouldn’t stop it to save me, either.

Any link qoth Violets power?

They call it the burnout effect: they flare too fast, too bright to sustain the pace. Sad, really, but mildly entertaining to watch them turn on one another.

The dagger closest to the door handle is hot and…tingling. I pull it from the sheath, bumping against the door handle as I brush my thumb over the decorative pommel.

me, and all the burning worry I’d felt on the

I did not agree to endanger your life when we are easily within a wyvern’s flight from Zolya. I, too, remember what happens to dismounted riders.”

The way she looks at Xaden isn’t just doe-eyed. There’s an unmistakable longing there, a hunger that has me blinking. It’s like she’s been trudging through a desert and he’s the oasis.

You’ve had not one but two chances to acquire the luminary, and it’s not like you haven’t had what he’s asked for both times.”

“You’re willing to let our entire kingdom fall prey to these monsters because you’re what?” Cat asks, cocking her head at Xaden. “Smitten? Please. I know you better than that.”

“Stay alive, Syrena. I’m starting to like you.”

I’ve never seen him care like this, and that includes Catriona. Oh gods. The way she’d looked at him wasn’t just longing—it was memory.

I lift my flight goggles as Tairn walks off with Sgaeyl, their tails swishing in rhythm. It’s a little thing, but it makes me smile.

“I will already know, as I am continuously with you,” he grumbles. “Forced to bear witness to the awkwardness that is twenty-one-year-old humans.”

“And since when do we search cadets’ bags?” “Since I took over as vice commandant.” Varrish lifts his head, standing to his full height. “This doesn’t involve you, Kaori.” “Nevertheless, I’ll be staying,” Kaori retorts. “Power must always be kept in check, don’t you think, Major Varrish?”

Sorrengail not be punished for what was clearly the choice of her dragon. Her very powerful, very worried, very mated dragon. Panchek agrees. She’s clear of all charges.”

“But he is, and I so badly want to be just like him.” “Tairn.” It’s not hard to guess.

“You are as unique as I am. We want the same things.”