Fourth Wing

First things first, Brennan is alive, now, I couldn't see that coming. More than anything because I don't feel it's a quite natural turn of events. I can't explain it at all, I just feel as if doesn't fit in. But, we'll see how it turns out.

Mouth dropped, expectations from men once again raised (thanks to Xaden) and after all these last pages I can still believe Liam is dead.

“Thank you Liam. Thank you for being my shadow. Thank you for being my friend.” He blurs in my vision as tears come faster.“It's being. My honor”

I died with Liam, I cried with Violet, I cried agin when Xaden handed her the Andarna wooden figure Liam had carved, and that riped my soul.

Also, the author made Xaden way too hot. She just took every single little thing in the world of literature, mixed it, baked it and pff Xaden was born. He's got secrets, he's got the height, he's got the muscles, he's protective but not OVERprotective, and forehead kisses. Not complaining, thought, just being a little delulu over another fictional man.

Just exquisite. The whole book. So.Fucking.Beautiful