Red Rising (Red Rising Saga, #1)

by Pierce Brown

We grew together, and now are grown. In her eyes, I see my heart. In her breath, I hear my soul. She is my land. She is my kin. My love.

I wish my blood had warmed it better for her.

Martyrs, you see, are like bees. Their only power comes in death.

“If you are thrown into the deep and do not swim, you will drown,”

He disagrees with the rules, but he follows them. It is possible. I can do the same until I have power enough to change them.

“She’s a turd in the swillbowl,” I say. “What the gory slag does that mean?” Cassius laughs.

I am LAUGHING 🤣🤣