Red Rising (Red Rising Saga, #1)

by Pierce Brown

I reach up and grab his wrists so that he cannot move. He stares at me in the mirror’s reflection, struggling against my hold. Nothing is stronger than a Helldiver’s grip. I smile into the mirror, locking my golden eyes with his violet ones. He smells like fear. Primal terror. Like a mouse cornered by a lion. “Be kind to Evey, Mickey. Don’t make her dance. Give her a plush life or I’ll come back to pull your hands off your body.”

this Persephone you have no doubt heard of is nothing more than a dim girl who thought singing a song was worth a hanging.”

Titus is a Red.

I lean close. “Three pints.” He rolls his eyes. “Whatever are you growling about?” “That’s how much blood I’m about to make you swallow.”

There is goodness in Golds, because in many ways, they are the best humanity can offer. But they’re also the worst. What does that do to her dream? Only time will tell.

No matter

his confidence, I am right. He is wrong. I am the spark that will set the worlds afire. I am the hammer that cracks the chains.

Words are a weapon stronger than he knows. And songs are even greater. The words wake the mind. The melody wakes the heart.