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Summary
Welcome to the brutal and elite world of Basgiath War College . . .
Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general – also known as her tough-as-talons mother – has ordered Violet to join the hundreds of candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders.
But when you’re smaller than everyone else and your body is brittle, death is only a heartbeat away . . . because dragons don’t bond to ‘fragile’ humans. They incinerate them.
With fewer dragons willing to bond than cadets, most would kill Violet to better their own chances of success. The rest would kill her just for being her mother’s daughter – like Xaden Riorson, the most powerful and ruthless wingleader in the Riders Quadrant.
She’ll need every edge her wits can give her just to see the next sunrise.
Yet, with every day that passes, the war outside grows more deadly, the kingdom’s protective wards are failing, and the death toll continues to rise. Even worse, Violet begins to suspect leadership is hiding a terrible secret.
Everyone at Basgiath has an agenda, and every night could be your last. So, sleep with one eye open because once you enter, there are only two ways out:graduate or die.
Review
Oh my days!! I am not ok!
The whirlwind ride this book takes you on starts from page 1, and doesn’t let up at all. The character development already happening is beyond anything I’ve read in a long time and world building is so magical you’d almost believe dragon riders are a thing!
Buddy read with my best friend, and we both likened this to Harry Potter as we have never been so invested in a book or characters so much since that series and we were both left with such a book hangover.
The way the book ends as well is a “what have I just read” moment, leaving you begging to know what happens next and clamouring for the next book!!
Over all a brilliant read, if I could go over 5 stars I would!
Hell I’m giving it 6 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟


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