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Double standard for the win.
I like that Hollywood Squares apparently exists in this world
“I happen to know a rider whose powers can make big things very small.” A devious smile plays across her lips. “And smaller things…much, much bigger.”
“Stay the hell away from Xaden Riorson.” The air rushes from my lungs. That name… “That Xaden Riorson,” she confirms, fear lacing her gaze. “He’s a third-year, and he will kill you the second he finds out who you are.” “His father was the Great Betrayer. He led the rebellion,” I say quietly. “What is Xaden doing here?” “All the children of the leaders were conscripted as punishment for their parents’ crimes,”
inntinnsic
wut
They’re evenly matched in size. Ridoc is on the smaller side, and Aurelie is built just like Mira,
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“Oh, good, I was wondering when it might get difficult,” Rhiannon mutters.
The fifteen-foot log at the start of the uphill climb begins to spin. The pillars on the third ascent shake. The giant wheel at the first switchback starts its counterclockwise rotation, and those little posts Aurelie mentioned? They all twist in opposite directions.
Some MXC shit
toward the last obstacle that looks like a ninety-degree ramp from this angle—“the
Uh, like a wall?
A blast of heat singes my back and I halt. Don’t be Ridoc. Don’t be— “Guess the dragons think she’s insufferable, too,” Ridoc mutters.
Sweet. Fuck Luca
There’s a sound from the slopes that reminds me of muttering…if dragons mutter. “They do and they are. Ignore it.” Again, there’s no room for argument in his tone.
Mom forced me into the Riders Quadrant. She didn’t care if I lived or died as I crossed the parapet. The only thing she cares about now is how my flaws might mar her sterling reputation or how my bonding might further her own agenda. And now she’s staring at my dragon without even bothering to look down and see if I’m all right. Fuck. Her. It’s everything I expected and yet still so disappointing.
“Stay close to the wingleader until we return,” Tairn orders. Surely he meant to say squad leader. “You heard what I said.” Or not.
I like how the book has started blurring the lines between narration and shared thoughts
“While tradition has shown us that there is one rider for every dragon, there has never been a case of two dragons selecting the same rider, and therefore there is no dragon law against it,”
Ah, the classic Air Bud Defense
“Violet!” Dain reaches me, his smile wide as he cups my face. “You kept both of them!”
Didn't this fuck just say she should reject one?
After years, Dain is finally kissing me. The thrill is gone in less than a heartbeat. There’s no heat. No energy. No sharp slice of lust. Disappointment sours the moment, but not for Dain. He’s all smiles as he pulls away. It was over in an instant. It was everything I’ve ever wanted…except… Shit. I don’t want it anymore.
Christ, girl. Finally
“They’re accommodations for me. I’ve seen your memories. I’m not about to have you sticking daggers into my leg to climb up. Now let’s go.”
I like this sassy ol mf
She scoffs and pulls a lever that puts immediate tension on the wood, and they rush outward, separating my thighs.
;)
I take a step closer, but the distance between us only widens.
So forgive me, but you’re about to be some of the bullshit that this place cuts away from me
Fuck yeah
Immense, incredible hunger strikes, my stomach gnawing on emptiness that demands to be appeased with the blood of—
Pardon?
“Tairn’s awake,” I manage to say, clutching my stomach like I’m the one who craves a flock of sheep. Or goats. Or whatever he decides for the morning.
oh, lol
Liam muscles Jack off
and his jaw ticks.
A lot of peoples' jaws tick in this book and I'm still not totally sure what it means
He looks from me to Ridoc. “Guard her like you’re me.” “You mean like I’m six inches taller and built like a bull?” Ridoc gives him a thumbs-up. “Sure. I’ll do my best. In the meantime, you’d better run
I glance at the two men and wish they’d just sort their shit out between themselves, but there’s about a zero percent chance of that happening.
“And how do we know this map is, in fact, current?” Kaori asks, holding his reclaimed journal under one arm. There’s no stopping the smile that spreads across my face. “Because we stole it from General Sorrengail’s office.” Absolute mayhem breaks out,
ignore it all as Xaden tilts one corner of that beautiful mouth and tips an imaginary hat to me, bowing his head for a heartbeat before bringing his gaze back to hold mine. Satisfaction fills every ounce of my being as I smile up at him. It doesn’t matter how the vote comes down. I’ve already won.
wyvern and the venin who sucked the land dry of magic?”
Turning off wards? They've made a big deal about this book and info on wyverns being scarce
Tairn grumbles. “You have the power to be a pain in the ass, too. Trust me.”
“Chocolate cake. Stop being weird.”
Jack is dead. I killed him.
Finally
You want to keep Rhiannon’s nephew alive in that little border village? This is how. You want to keep Mira alive when she’s behind enemy lines? This. Is. How. You are not just a weapon, Sorrengail. You are the weapon. You train this ability, own it, and you’ll have the power to defend an entire kingdom
“But do not wallow in guilt, Silver One. Whatever you feel is natural. Allow yourself to feel it but then let it go.
It’s time to stop dancing around this unbearable tension and break it.
debate keeping my answer to myself, but my silence isn’t going to help. “A few times.” “And both times were the result of emotional reactions?” Tairn snorts, and I smack his foreleg with the back of my hand. “Yes.” “Well, then start there. Ground in your power and try to feel whatever it was you were feeling.” He goes back to his notebook. “Should I get the wingleader?” Tairn flat-out laughs in my head.
“You saved my life, Violet. The least I can do is grin and bear it through a fucking party.”
He accused King Tauri, and all who came before him, of a conspiracy so vast, so unspeakable, that it does not bear repeating by this historian.
Yeah, sure. Okay.
“We will feast on their bones, Silver One.”
The venin raises a staff of some sort, sending balls of blue flame at Deigh, but he manages to avoid them all as Liam stands up and runs along Deigh’s spine toward his daggertail. At the last second, Deigh uses his tail to whip Liam up into the air toward the wyvern. I don’t even have time to scream before he lands in a crouch on the wyvern’s rear and pulls out one of the runed daggers like the two Xaden gave me. The venin whips around, raising his staff, but Liam is brutally fast and slits the venin’s throat with sickening precision. The wyvern stops beating its wings within seconds, its
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Sick as hell
the slightest spark sets off a wildfire that consumes every thought that isn’t related to how many ways I can make her moan.
