Red Queen (Red Queen, #1)

by Victoria Aveyard

Our backs are bent by work and unanswered hope and the inevitable disappointment with our lot in life.

This is the true division between Silvers and Reds: the color of our blood.

In school, we learned about the world before ours, about the angels and gods that lived in the sky, ruling the earth with kind and loving hands. Some say those are just stories, but I don’t believe that. The gods rule us still. They have come down from the stars. And they are no longer kind.

It takes all my strength not to snap at these cowards who will never see the front lines or send their children to fight. Their Silver war is being paid for in Red blood.

I have three older brothers, so when I spit at Maven, my aim is perfect, hitting him square in the eye.