Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

He sighs, long and hard, then admits, “Yes.” His hand slides up, and he caresses my cheek with his thumb. “I can’t make you any promises, Violence. But I’m tired of fighting it.”

And just like that, they’re together. 🤭🤭🤞🏽🤞🏽🥹♥️