Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

A dragon without its rider is a tragedy. A rider without their dragon is dead.

I will not die today.

You look all frail and breakable, but you’re really a violent little thing, aren’t you?”

I am the sky and the power of every storm that has ever been. I am infinite.

There’s nowhere in existence you could go that I wouldn’t find you, Violence.”

“It’s been. My honor.”