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“Because I think I’m in love with you.” My heart beats erratically, and panic claws up my rib cage. I shouldn’t have said it.
“You are absolutely delicious. I never should have waited this long to get my mouth on you.”
The pressure, the stretch, the fit of him is beyond words.
“Grab your flight leathers, and you’d better bring Sorrengail with you, too,” Garrick says. “We’re under attack.”
The inability to control a powerful signet is just as dangerous to a rider—and everyone in their vicinity— as never manifesting one.
I can’t help but note both of the important men are walking away from me right now, in opposite directions, and given the one I’ve chosen to follow, my life is about to change forever.
“I can go for days without sleep. I’d rather you not fire off lightning bolts out of sleep deprivation.”
At what point is this constant craving for him going to be assuaged?
Folklore is passed from one generation to the next to teach us about our past.
“You’re saying people who can somehow tap into the source of magic without a dragon or gryphon to channel, corrupting their power beyond all salvation, actually exist.”
“They’re not just part of the creation fable.”
The truth rarely needs effort, my dad used to say.
Venin are real. Venin. Are. Real.
Lies are comforting. Truth is painful.”
“Everything between us is real, Violence.”
I know you’ll make the right choice when the time comes.
“That’s lying by omission,”
“We made a choice to protect you—without your consent. It was an error, and one that I won’t make again.”
It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it.
“One generation to change the text. One generation chooses to teach that text. The next grows, and the lie becomes history.”
For there, in the land beyond the shadows, were monsters that dwelled in the night and dined on the souls of children who wandered too close to the woods.
“Because magic corrupts their blood as they lose their souls,”
“We’re riders,” Imogen says as another explosion sounds. “We defend the defenseless. That’s what we do.”
Guess I’ll be the
second child she sacrifices to keep the existence of venin a secret.
“Save as many people as you can. Let’s go.”
They’re supposed to be myth, not flesh-and-blood beings. But then again, so are venin.
“I need you to survive this, even if I hate that I still love you.”
We might actually be able to survive today. Maybe.
We want the same exact thing. Revenge.
But it was the third brother, who commanded the sky to surrender its greatest power, who finally vanquished his jealous sibling at a great and terrible price.
“I will bet my life on you as I have from the first day,”
Because right now, I am focused on vengeance with a coldness that would make even my mother proud.
Damn, sometimes I forget just how beautifully lethal he is.
“Maybe it’s magic.”
Sleep. That’s what I want. Cool, blissful, empty sleep.
“Live up to your nickname and fight this, Violence,”
Maybe it’s forever and I’ve been sentenced to an eternity of torture by Malek for my sheer recklessness, but I can’t bring myself to regret saving them.
It’s only a matter of time, and mine is short.
“He basically said that he’ll cook me alive if I fail,”
“You have to fight, Vi,” Xaden whispers against my forehead as we move. “You can hate me all you want when you wake up. You can scream, hit, throw your fucking daggers at me for all I care, but you have to live. You can’t make me fall for you and then die. None of this is worth it without you.”
“You have to save her.”
She chose me for the scars on my back and the simple fact that I am the grandson of her second rider—the
I’d ordered my foster brother to keep her safe, and that order got him killed. His death is on me.
She can’t die because I know I can’t live without her even if I do.
We hadn’t even kissed, and I fell.
“You are miraculous,”
She still wants me. The revelation makes my heart fucking soar.
“You smell like dragon ass.”
I can’t even articulate what it is about the strands that pushes me straight into need-to-fuck-her-now territory,
