On Wings of Blood (Bloodwing Academy, #1)

by Briar Boleyn

I believed she’d forgive me. She’d forgive me because she had to. We were bound, her and I.

All right, maybe there would be a little pleasure. But it would be for both of us. Not me alone.

Ight i vibe

He certainly wasn’t my type. I preferred a bulkier build. Darker hair. Still,

Me too girly

“I was trying to understand Barnabas’s strange fascination. You smell absolutely revolting.

“You saw what she is. Her hair . . . She bears the mark . . .”

Would this man truly whip me? I, who had until recently, been a princess of Camelot and a royal fae.

Oh so shes a princess why tf is she there

“I can only imagine the stir this will cause. Just look at her, my prince—her hair is truly . . . well, red.”

WHy tf is tht important bc their vamps? So wtf does red hair have to do with anything

“I thought it best to bring her before you and the Council.” Oh, he did, did he? And just who is this Council? So very hastily assembled. The hall is full. All here for you, my pretty.

Wtf they can mind speak?

From the look of it, they aren’t complete and utter savages. They possess a sense of decorum. And taste.

Her mom? Im fucking confused 🤫

Not a glimpse of brown or black or even red amongst them.

“What does it matter if she bears a rider’s marks when there is nothing to ride?”

The Pendragons were an ancient line. And thanks to my mother’s poor choice of men, I was a part of it through my father’s side.

“Sanguis et Flamma Floreant,” I read aloud.

“It means Let blood and flame flourish. It’s written in Classical Sangrathan. I suppose you’re not familiar with it.”

I was, but I let her continue. What she called Classical Sangrathan was simply the Old Tongue in Aercanum.

IM FUCKING CONFUSED

If I accepted that this was real, then it meant I was alive. I was betrothed. I was a hostage of vampires. And I was a student.

If it wasn’t for the vampires, I decided in that instant, Bloodwing Academy might have been, well, beautiful.

But where Blake’s features were lean and dangerous, Theo’s were more filled out and, dare I say it, almost pleasant.

“Blake doesn’t like to share, you see. You’re his. But of course, I would never lay a hand on you.” Theo put a hand on his heart. “Or a tooth, for that matter. Swear to the Bloodmaiden.”

Interesting

“Are you Viktor’s son?” Theo shook his head. “No, no. My mother is our estimable uncle’s youngest sister. Marcus and Blake’s father takes precedence in the family order. Dear Uncle Viktor has no progeny. None that we know of.”

What would Florence say, after all?

Who LOL

Ask Professor Rodriguez about dragon healers when you get to Restoration.

Why does she like her so much now? Weirdo… i was right she’s fucking weird

When a vampire is fully mature, they can manipulate others’ feelings in this way.”

Yet the highbloods have never been willing to accept those limits.”

Interesting

You’re not exactly a novice when it comes to weapons, my dear. Are you going to let your friend in on your little secret?

“Maybe I could help clean that up.” “Get the fuck away from her, Kiernan,” Blake snarled.

Oh right right so you can protect her now? Wtf

“They’re losing control for a reason.” He took a deep breath. “Because of your blood in particular. You’re not just any blightborn.”

Intimacy with Blake Drakharrow was the last thing I wanted.

Liar, thats all i want queen

“Our bond isn’t strong enough for me to feed from you . . . yet,” he added, sneering. “Let’s go.”

Our eyes met and she smiled, then raised a hand to give a little wave.

Ugh shes a bitch

You can and you will. I command it. Whatever this girl is doing to you, it must cease.

“They’re not all like that. Most use their power for good. It’s different, serving people who are superior when they really are.”

There’s only one person who would ever go to this much trouble for you. I’m your mother.

I WAS RIGHT

Professor Rodriguez’s fierce expression faltered for the briefest moment, a hint of color rising to his cheeks.

But most were dragons. Their scales spread across his chest. Their claws raked down his arms as if ready to tear flesh.

Interesting

Our gazes locked and a slow smirk curled over his lips. My heart skipped a beat and for the first time I saw something in those pale silver eyes. Awareness. Did he know the effect he was having on me?

“I’m usually the fastest in the group,” he said, with a grin, as I left the ring. “I’m looking forward to a challenge.”

Theyre all... Nice?

“Is this where you distract me so Regan can pull some nasty prank behind my back?” I said coldly. “I’m not interested in another chat, Theo.”

I like him kinda so im a little torn rn

“Shut the fuck up, Marcus,” I spat. “I’d been out on campaign for days. I was hungry.”

“She’s mine,” I snarled. “You’ll keep your fucking hands off her.”

“You’ll keep her on a short leash, Blake. The binding ritual in the Black Keep was but the first step. Still, the girl doesn’t need to know that.”

“Don’t you ever dare threaten our sister again, Marcus. Don’t you dare.”

So that was his sister

A vampire could never control a dragon.”

Yeahh this feels like foreshadowing

It was like my grandfather all over again. Reaching for me, grasping, taking from me what didn’t belong to him. My memories. My life.

I need more info bc im FUCKING CONFUSED

There was a fire in my blood tonight and I couldn’t seem to quell it. I glanced down at the bonfire again, then made up my mind.

Hm this sounds alot like the ceremony that happens in ACOTAR, where feyre meets rhysypoo for the first time

“She’s pretty, Regan. I didn’t realize how pretty she was,”

“Oh, shut the fuck up, Regan,” Theo said, sounding bored. “Who do you think told me to invite her in the first place?”

I love him. Its that simple

“And you’re such a vapid bitch,” Theo snapped. “I pity my cousin for having to breed with you someday.”

LMAOO

“Don’t try it, Medra,” Florence said immediately. “It has a completely different effect on mortals than it does on highbloods.”

She should try it.. For science

“But you can’t run from her. That’s exactly what she wants you to do.”

Slay king