A Dance of Light and Shadow | Fourth Wing

A Dance of Light and Shadow | Fourth Wing

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Some loves are born in sunlight. Others grow in the shadow of war. Astrea Ysoria was supposed to heal, not kill. Her hands were meant for mending bones, not gripping daggers. But war orphans don't get the luxury of choice-and when you're the daughter of the general who signed death warrants for rebels, your gentleness becomes a liability the moment you step foot in the Riders Quadrant. What breaks her isn't the bridge designed to kill soft things like her. It's him. Xaden Riorson. Five years of silence. Five years of pretending they never existed to each other. Five years of learning to hate what they used to love. But some bonds refuse to break, even when they should. Even when loving him is treason. Even when every touch feels like betrayal and every heartbeat whispers enemy. This is what happens when war takes children and forges them into weapons. When the only person who ever saw you as whole is the one person you're supposed to destroy. This is a love story. It's also a war story. Sometimes, those are the same thing.
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Every year, swaths of 20-year-olds descend upon a college campus. Unfortunately, this college specializes in war, in consideration of the one raging at its borders. Outposts and enemies line the eastern mountains, guarded by many from the army, but most notably, the Dragon Riders. Zilphyer's future was determined long before she was born. As far as she was concerned, none of that destiny included Basgiath; not after she watched her grandfather descend into mad ramblings from his battles after bonding a dragon, then fell to the whims of a power-hungry Colonel who would do anything to hurt her. The quadrant destroyed the good and empowered the bad, and she wanted nothing to do with it, no matter what her name spelled. Xaden Riorson's future was clear, no Basgiath or dragons in sight. That was, until he was 16, when his father's apostasy-turned-secession fell apart; his home was burned; and his father went missing, only to be reported by someone he thought was an ally, then murdered. Unfortunately for both of them, Basgiath wouldn't let them off so easily. Xaden had a two year head start and became a Wingleader, ready-and willing-to sacrifice anything to fulfill his goals. Some may call them selfish and many call him ruthless, but he's no stranger to prescribed titles. Zilphyer stood before the bridge, but she had no intention of making it across. Her ruined future and unstable life would be given to a cause much more worthy than the torture of Basgiath: her mother, her father, and her patron: Zihnal, the God of Chaos. [Book 1 of 2] *xReader available*

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