Fourth Wing

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

“Killing you wouldn’t be any trouble, Violence. It’s leaving you alive that seems to cause the majority of my trouble.”

“Should I get the wingleader?” Tairn flat-out laughs in my head.

“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.”

Three squads in each section and three sections in each of the four wings.”

Three squads in each section and three sections in each of the four wings.”

mage lights that flicker from the sconce

from the violent invasion attempts of the kingdom of Poromiel and their gryphon riders.

Even the most effective poisons come in pretty packages, and Xaden’s exactly that—as beautiful as he is lethal.

She already owns mine, even if she doesn’t realize it.