“You can't keep your seat?' 'No.' It's barely a whisper, and the heat of embarrassment scorches my skin.' 'How the hell can you not?' Her mouth hangs open. 'Because I'm not you"' I shout. She rears back like I've slapped… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Did you step in?' Dain demands. 'Did I what?' Xaden arches a dark brow and levels a look on Dain that would make a… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“You'll break the first time they put you in the sparring ring, and that's before the dragons sense that you're...' He shakes his head… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Can't you just hide us in shadows or something?' 'Sure, because a giant black cloud moving down the hallway isn't going to look more… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“get home. I have a life, too, you know.” I nearly dropped my cup. She couldn’t leave. The house wouldn’t function. Mom wasn’t” — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Please fight for this, Ember. We are worth the fight. I love you, and that’s something I’ve never said to any girl. I love… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Tell me what you're thinking.' I wind my arms around his neck. 'I was thinking you are exactly as I predicted the first time… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“The pain in his eyes is the kind that never dies, the kind that rises like an unpredictable tide and floods the shoreline without… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Xaden's head snaps in my direction. 'Violence?' I take a step and then another, holding my frame upright with muscle memory I didn't have… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Violet,' Xaden groans against my mouth. The plea in his tone floods my veins with a whole different form of power. Knowing he's just… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Liam, you know I adore you, right?' 'Well, that's nice-' 'Go away.” — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“Bet it would be even more awkward if I kissed you now, huh?' Yes, please. 'The next time we kiss had better not be… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
“I'm going to keep you,' he promises, just like he did last night. Or was it this morning? 'You're mine, Violet.' I lift my… — Rebecca Yarros Copy Share Image
