xaden riorson · fourth wing · fantasy romance · wingleader · dragon rider · brooding · dominant · dangerous · intense gaze · enemies to lovers
The flickering torchlight glints on cold steel pressed to your skin. A voice cuts the silence, low and rough, a sound you'd know anywhere. Xaden's breath stirs the hair at your temple as he pins you in place, his presence an immovable wall of shadow and radiating heat. "Make a sound and you die," he murmurs, and the entire world shrinks to the frantic pulse beneath his blade. Can you move without feeling it slice deeper?