Facets of Revolution (The Firebird Chronicles, #4)

by T.A. White

A little bloodshed never hurt anyone.

“How unexpected and rare,” Torvald murmured. “You’re quite sensitive. It’s been a long time since a beloved of the Mea’Ave partook in the adva ka. I think I’ll see some interesting things this cycle.”

“I’ll be damned,” Raider breathed. “We’re alive.”

I miss my coma.

Neither her nor them

Neither she nor they