Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

“All the children of the leaders were conscripted as punishment for their parents’ crimes,”

that's insane! Also, forshadowing???

dark brows. The line of his jaw is strong and covered by warm tawny skin and dark stubble, and when he folds his arms across his torso, the muscles in his chest and arms ripple, moving in a way that makes me swallow. And his eyes… His eyes are the shade of gold-flecked onyx. The contrast is startling, jaw-dropping even—everything about him is. His features are so harsh that they look carved, and yet they’re astonishingly perfect, like an artist worked a lifetime sculpting him, and at least a year of that was spent on his mouth. He’s the most exquisite man I’ve ever seen.

so hot, I love the description Rebecca!!

Fear can’t rule my body.

SAME GIRL. NO ROOM FOR FEAR HERE!

There’s no room for fear, so I block it out, envisioning shoving the emotion behind locked iron bars in my mind.

we love good a good main character!

the minute you let emotion enter a fight, you’ve already lost.

this is so true!

“There’s no telling. Signets are the result of the unique chemistry between rider and dragon and usually say more about the rider than the dragon. The stronger the bond and the more powerful the dragon, the stronger the signet.”

important info

“And not all strength is physical, Violet.”

SO true

“Going for blood today, are we, Violence?” he whispers.

wut. Bruh you are fighting on a mat in front of the entire riders quadrant. Xaden, you are not HIM!

I block out all the pain, lock it behind a wall like I’ve done my entire life,

ohhhh honey

There’s only one way I’m getting over this. Sheer fucking will.

GUUURRRL ME TOOOO. This is so relatable. I love this writing style so far.

“I know exactly who and what you are, Violet Sorrengail.”

-tairn

“You are the smartest of your year. The most cunning.” I gulp at the compliment, brushing it off. I was trained as a scribe, not a rider. “You defended the smallest with ferocity. And strength of courage is more important than physical strength. Since you apparently need to know before we land.”

I love Violet. She's such a badass!

“It’s not like that with us. I’d always hoped it would be, but when he kissed me—there was nothing there. Like. Nothing.”

Thats so sad actually. I was rootin for dain and vi

“And you know how hard I’ve worked to be a squad leader. I’m determined to be a wingleader next year, and as much as you mean to me…” He shakes his head. Oh. This is all about politics for him. “Right.” I nod slowly. “I get it.” It shouldn’t matter that the only reason he isn’t pursuing me is rank, and it honestly doesn’t. But it definitely makes me lose a little respect for him, which is something I never expected. “And maybe next year, if you’re in a different wing, or even after graduation,” he starts, hope lighting up his eyes.

Ooooofffffffff.... I get dains stance because ive been in that position but it still sucks

“You are sad?” Andarna asks, her voice soft. “Just visiting the Archives. No need to worry,” I tell her. “It’s hard to love a second home as much as the first.”

that echos in my head

Sawyer can manipulate metals.

Like evangeline in red queen series

“Because he doesn’t have your best interest at heart.”

I love how Dain is still trying to be there for Violet and I understand why he is terrified of loosing her. Lots of people try to discredit his feelings for being possessive but he is loosing his best friend to his superior. I feel so bad for the guy, he is really nice though.

“Let’s get one thing straight, Dain.” I take a step closer, but the distance between us only widens. “The reason we’ll never be anything more than friends isn’t because of your rules. It’s because you have no faith in me. Even now, when I’ve survived against all odds and bonded not just one dragon but two, you still think I won’t make it. So forgive me, but you’re about to be some of the bullshit that this place cuts away from me.” I move to the side and march past him through the tunnel, forcing air through my lungs.

That's ruthless. Holy shit that's intence. Poor Dain

riders may be the weapons of our kingdom, it’s the scribes who have all the real power in this world.”

lust and logic never seem to go hand in hand.