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  • #1
    Rebecca Yarros
    “Should I get the Wingleader?”
    Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

  • #2
    Rebecca Yarros
    “Violet Sorrengail,' she whispers, moving closer. 'Are you wearing Riorson's flight jacket?'

    Liam's head snaps in my direction, curse his stupidly good hearing.

    'Why would you say that?' I do a shitty job of feigning shock and shove the sheaths into every available pocket in this thing. All three of them, which are considerably deeper than the ones in my own jacket.

    'Oh, I don't know. Because it's huge on you and there are three stars right here?' She taps where there's only one star on her uniform.

    Well, shit. Just goes to show that neither of us was thinking clearly.

    'It could be any third-year's.' I shrug.

    'With a Fourth Wing shield on the shoulder?' She cocks an eyebrow.

    'That does limit it a bit,' I agree.

    'And a wingleader emblem beneath those stars?' she teases.

    'Fine, it's his.”
    Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

  • #3
    Rebecca Yarros
    “You're still looking.'
    ...
    'You make it hard to look away.'
    ...
    'I'm over here keeping my hands and memories to myself because you asked me to, and you're fucking me with your eyes. That's not playing fair.'
    ...
    'Told you to stop staring.'
    ...
    'If you'd just man up and admit there's something between us, I would strip down to my skin so you could see every single inch of me. And once I had you begging, I'd drop down to my knees, undo those flight leathers you're wearing, and wrap my lips around-'

    Xaden chokes.

    Every head in the dining hall turns his way, and Garrick pounds on his back until Xaden waves him off, taking a drink of his water.

    I grin, which earns me about six looks of confusion from our table and one set of rolled eyes from Liam.

    'You're going to be the death of me.”
    Rebecca Yarros, Fourth Wing

  • #4
    Nyla K.
    “I’m captivated… Hypnotized, enamored, and fully occupied by him. He lifts his face to look at me. I give up the last fuck I was holding onto as our identical green eyes meld together. And he whispers, “Mine.”
    Nyla K., Double-Edged

  • #5
    Nyla K.
    “I want you to be mine. My boys. My good… and my bad.”
    Nyla K., Double-Edged



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