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“So then why are you here, Xaden?”
“Because I can’t seem to stay away.”
“So do whatever you need to get it out. You want to yell? Yell at me. You want to hit something? Hit me. I can take it.”
His body goes rigid for one beat, two, and then he spins us impossibly fast, putting my back against the door, jostling the frame. Whoa. He captures my wrists in one hand and holds them prisoner above my head. “Violet,” Xaden groans against my mouth.
“Are you suggesting someone else?” My heart races as I chance calling his bluff. “Fuck no.” The unmistakable flare of jealousy narrows his eyes for a heartbeat before his hips pin mine to the door,
“I always fucking want you.” He groans as I squeeze.
“You walk into a room, and I can’t look away. I get anywhere near you, and this is what happens. Instantly hard. Fucking hell, I can barely think when you’re around.” He rocks his hips into my hand, and my grip tightens along with my stomach. “Wanting you is not the problem here.”
All I ever want to do is kiss you, even when you piss me off.”
“Tell me to stop,” he whispers, his thumb skimming the hypersensitive skin of my inner thigh.
“If I get my hands on you, really, honestly get my hands on you, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop.”
he slides one finger inside me. My muscles clench around him, and he works in a second.
“You’re so fucking hot.” His voice drops, sounding like it’s been scraped over coals.
“It might damn us both, but I can’t wait to feel you com...
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“Fuck, I’m never going to get enough of you, am I?” he says, his face buried in my neck as I arch into him.
Finding a jar on my nightstand with a handful of spring violets? My heart swells. I’m in so much fucking trouble.
what are you doing so far away?” “Training with Carr.” My cheeks heat at the sound of his low voice. “And how do you know how far away I am anyway?” “Get stronger in wielding, and you’ll be able to do it, too. There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”
My Violet, By the time you find this, you’ll most likely be in the Scribe Quadrant. Remember that folklore is passed from one generation to the next to teach us about our past. If we lose it, we lose the links to our past. It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it. I know you’ll make the right choice when the time comes. You have always been the best of both your mother and me. Love, Dad
The pages flutter as I flip through stories of an ancient kingdom that spanned from ocean to ocean and a Great War among three brothers who fought to control the magic in this mystical land. Some of the fables tell stories of the first riders who learned to bond with dragons and how those bonds could turn on the rider if they tried to consume too much power. Others talk of a great evil that spread across the land as man became corrupted by dark magic and turned into creatures known as venin who created flocks of winged creatures called wyvern and scourged the land of all magic in the thirst
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“I certainly wouldn’t be surprised if General Melgren ripped a mask off one day and revealed he was a terrifying venin. That man has always given me the creeps.”
“So the next time I see you, I’ll just act as cool as you are right now and pretend that I’m not remembering what it feels like to have you sliding inside me.” Warm and hard. He really does have an incredible body, but he doesn’t get to dictate what I do with my heart.
“Then I guess I’ll ignore the memory of how hot and slick you feel around my cock, and how you cry out for more until all I can think about is how to push every physical limit to be exactly what you need.”
“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” I arch an eyebrow. His gaze flashes to mine. “Like you’re thinking about the sparring gym last night.”
“I’m over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, and you’re fucking me with your eyes. That’s not playing fair.”
you’d just man up and admit there’s something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every single inch of me. And once I had you begging, I’d drop down to my knees, undo those flight leathers you’re wearing, and wrap my lips around—” Xaden chokes. Every head in the dining hall turns his way, and Garrick pounds on his back until Xaden waves him off, taking a drink of his water.
Maybe our father’s heart wouldn’t have given out that first time from the strain of losing him or that final time that spring two years ago.
“Brennan would hate all of this.” I gesture to the crowd. “He was more about getting the work done than celebrating its completion.” “Yeah, sounds like—” His words die, and I squeeze his arm tighter as I note the separating crowd before us.
“And your gift?” King Tauri asks Liam. “Farsight, Your Majesty,” Liam responds.
As for the 107 innocents, the children of the executed officers, they now carry what shall be known as the rebellion relic, transferred by the dragon who carried out the king’s justice. And to show the mercy of our great king, they will all be conscripted into the prestigious Riders Quadrant at Basgiath, so they may prove their loyalty to our kingdom with their service or with their death. —Addendum 4.2, the Treaty of Aretia
I’m in love with Xaden. It doesn’t matter that he’s leaving soon or that he probably doesn’t feel the same for me. It doesn’t even matter that he warned me not to fall for him. It’s not an infatuation, our physical chemistry, or even the bond between our dragons that keeps me reaching in every way possible for this man. It’s my reckless heart.
“Then what made you even think that? Have to admit, it pissed me off. I’ve given you exactly zero reasons to think I’m in anyone else’s bed.”
“You’re jealous.” He bites back a smile.
“Gods help me, I’m only looking at you.”
“There’s only you, Violence. Is that what you needed to hear?”
“Even when I’m not with you, there’s only you. Next time, just ask. You’ve never had a problem being bluntly honest with me.” Wind
“I saw Aetos kiss you after Threshing and nearly lost my shit.”
“I’ve wanted you from the first second I saw you, Violence,” he
“Did you know I can’t stand to hear his name on your lips while you’re leading the way to my room?”
then trace the scar that bisects a brow. “Challenge?” “Sgaeyl.” He shrugs. “Threshing.”
“I wanted to fucking kill them. And instead, I had to stand there and watch them go at you three-on-one. I was at the edge of my control and ready to step in when Tairn landed.”
“I fucking need you, Violet. Right now. And I don’t need anyone, so I’m not quite sure how to handle this feeling, but I’m giving it my best. And if you don’t want this tonight, that’s fine, but I’m going to need you to walk out that door right now, because if you don’t, I’m going to have you naked on your back in the next two minutes.”
“Oh gods.” “Which one are you calling out for?” he asks against my flesh. “Because it’s just you and me in this room, Vi, and I don’t share.” “You.” My fingers tangle in his hair. “I’m calling out for you.” “I appreciate the elevation to deity, but my name will do.”
“You are absolutely delicious. I never should have waited this long to get my mouth on you.”
“You can play all you want later if I can have you right now.”
I’m not going to survive this. I’m going to die right here in this bed. “Then I’m going to die with you,” he promises, kissing me.
Reading her mind
His fingers tangle in my hair. “I fucking love your hair. If you ever want to bring me to my knees or win an argument, just let it down. I’ll get the point.”
“Go the fuck away!” Xaden snarls, reaching up my back and hooking onto my shoulder to pull me down into his next thrust.
“Wanting you will be the death of me. Let’s go.”
“You’ll get it,” I tell her, then turn toward Liam as we approach our section. “What about you? Want to distinguish yourself with glory so you can rise to squad leader?” He’s a shoo-in with his hand-to-hand skills and stellar marks in classes. “We’ll see.” He’s unusually tense as we keep walking.
“And if we take enemy fire, then you find the first available cover and hide just like last scenario. You’re too shiny for your own good,” Tairn tells her.
“The wingleader had it made for me. See? It hooks to Tairn’s.”
