"I already knew your parents are tight," Xaden calls out, a cruel smile tilting his lips. "But you two have to be so fucking obvious?" The few who are still in the rotunda turn to look at us. "Let me guess," Xaden continues, glancing between Dain and me. "Childhood friends? First lovers, even?" "He can't hurt you without cause, right?" I whisper. "Without cause and calling a quorum of wingleaders because you're a squad leader. Article Four, Section Three." "Correct," Dain answers, not bothering to lower his voice. "But you're not." "I expected you to do a better job of hiding where your affections lie, Aetos." Xaden moves, walking down the steps. Shit. Shit. Shit. "Run, Violet," Dain orders me. "Now." I bolt.
Ho letto le prime 80 pagine del fenomeno del momento, Fourth Wing di Rebecca Yarros, e sono già presissima dalla storia! Mi ricorda un po' l'ingresso di Tris nella fazione degli Intrepidi in Divergent 😃 Lo stile dell'autrice mi piace un sacco, bello scorrevole e conciso 💪 E indovinate un po'? Io già schierata nel Team Dain, che a quanto ho intravisto in giro, è stato ribattezzato Tamlin 2.0 – a me Tamlin è sempre piaciuto 👀 Onestamente, finora non vedo alcuna somiglianza tra Dain e Tamlin... Ahimè, da ciò che so, non è previsto alcun triangolo, quindi già piango per Dain 😩 Questa cosa che puntualmente mi schiero nel team perdente deve finire 😤 Comunque, siccome tutti amano Xaden, vorrei far notare la figaggine di Dain in questa scena 🔥 Quel RUN, VIOLET. NOW. 😏
Welcome to the brutal and elite world of Basgiath War College, where everyone has an agenda, and every night could be your last . . .
Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general - also known as her tough-as-talons mother - has ordered Violet to join the hundreds of candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders.
But when you're smaller than everyone else and your body is brittle, death is only a heartbeat away . . . because dragons don't bond to 'fragile' humans. They incinerate them.
With fewer dragons willing to bond than cadets, most would kill Violet to better their own chances of success. The rest would kill her just for being her mother's daughter - like Xaden Riorson, the most powerful and ruthless wingleader in the Riders Quadrant.
She'll need every edge her wits can give her just to see the next sunrise.
Yet, with every day that passes, the war outside grows more deadly, the kingdom's protective wards are failing, and the death toll continues to rise. Even worse, Violet begins to suspect leadership is hiding a terrible secret.
Alliances will be forged. Lives will be lost. Traitors will become allies . . . or even lovers. But sleep with one eye open because once you enter, there are only two ways out: graduate or die.
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