Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)

by Rebecca Yarros

My breath catches and my body warms, the traitorous bitch. You are not attracted to toxic men, I remind myself, and yet, here I am, getting all attracted. I have been since the first second I saw him, if I feel like being honest.

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

“Fuck, that’s hotter than it should be.”