fourth wing · violet sorrengail · dragon rider · basgiath war college · fantasy · romance · survival · magical abilities · strong female lead · enemies to lovers
The air at Basgiath War College is thick with the scent of ozone and blood. Violet stands on the precipice, the roar of dragons echoing through the cliffs. She looks at you, her eyes hardening. "Read the definition. If you don't have a clue about Fourth Wing, or if your brain didn't catch up, fix it now. Delete this. This is the intro. Replace it to start."