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.”

The guys are mostly shirtless because they think shirts give their opponent something to grab onto. Personally, I’m not arguing with their logic, just enjoying the view…respectfully, of course

Fuck him and his laughter. I might be weaker than he is, but I’m a hell of a lot smarter.

Get your shit and don’t be late

Xaden Riorson is watching me with narrowed eyes

He would. I know it in my soul. That’s why I trust him with my body

I surge up on my toes and kiss him