Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

I have exactly two shades when it comes to the sun, pale and burned.

Same

My breath catches in my throat as Sawyer sprints toward the ramp, using his speed and momentum to carry him two-thirds of the way up the ramp. Just before he starts to fall, he reaches up with one arm and grasps the lip of the ramp and hauls himself over the edge.

This is just American Ninja Warrior

He leans in so we’re almost nose to nose. “I am annoyingly aware of everything you do.” Thanks to Liam.

Yeeaaahhh I don't think it's JUST because of Liam

One of the riders down the table whistles low. “Do you boys just want to whip it out and measure? It would be faster.”

FOR REAL