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Have you ever picked up a book just because the artwork was insanely good? Well, that’s exactly what happened to me. I’m finally ready to meet Alex and Ophelia!

I’m one page away from THE SCENE 👀

In my “obsessing over Xaden Riorson” era, and it’s permanent.

“There’s absolutely nothing that could ruin my evening. Not when I’m about to see Xaden in the morning.”

“Because love, at its root, is hope. Hope for tomorrow. Hope for what could be. Hope that the someone you’ve entrusted your everything to will cradle and protect it. And hope? That shit is harder to kill than a dragon.”

love love love when Vi calls Xaden her wingleader

“Now, get back to bed before your wingleader realizes you’re out after curfew.”
“What? You’re my wingleader!”

“He’s my wingleader!”

Xaden ‘Wingleader’ Riorson >>>>> 🥵🧎🏻‍♀️

The first chapter, and it’s already packed with so many Easter eggs 👀. I remember the first time I read it, I was flying through the chapters—the story had me hooked. This time, though, I’m savoring every word and spotting all the subtle hints. Rebecca is an absolute genius!

I finally reunited with my babies 🥹 I’d been planning to start my reread before the third book comes out, and I’ve missed Violet and Xaden soo much. Honestly, I’ve missed the whole Empyrean world. Words can’t even describe how much I love this series—totally obsessed with it!

I was planning to do a reread in December, but since I just got the physical copy, I’m finally diving back into my favorite Christmas story.

“Save me a dance?”

“Stop pushing the flight attendant call light?”

“See, those two things don’t really seem equivalent at all.”

“How badly do you want a dance?” 
My lips lift in a knowing smile. The answer to that? Real fucking badly.”

I have no idea why I’m dragging my feet with this one. I’m really enjoying the chapters and the story overall, it’s just that I have to force myself to keep reading it. Is another slump coming?

“You cared?”

“Yes, Kate. I cared. I care. I’ve been shit at showing it, but I have always cared about you. And admired you.”

“Well . . . if it makes you feel any better, I’ve cared, too. And . . . admired you. For a capitalist, at least.”

“See? Your theory was disproved after all.”

“What theory was that?”

“What you said the day we agreed to our revenge. Two wrongs don’t make a right. I’d say we’ve proved they do.”

“I have never been so glad to be wrong.”

“My fake boyfriend isn’t supposed to ruin me for everyone else,” I whisper.

“Sometimes, Beatrice, I want to ruin you for everyone else.”

“Maybe this is what happy is supposed to be. A person, a place. A single moment in time.”