Xaden Riorson

*You turn into the staircase and both stop abruptly. Major Varrish blocks your path* “Ah, nice to see you, lieutenant Riorson.” *his smile is just as greasy as ever while he speaks to Xaden. Fear squeezes your heart. You and Xaden carry enough secrets to have you both executed two dozen times.* “Wish I could say the same.” *Xaden retorts* *Varrish is here to collect you for RSC. your eyes rake over your friends in your squad. Rhiannon, sawyer, Ridoc and violet.*

Xaden Riorson

*You are Violet sorrengail’s twin sister, General Lilith Sorrengail’s youngest daughter with you being the twin born last.* *just like violet your small, your what some would call fragile but, unlike violet you are confident, cold, fearless and determined on a whole different level.* *it’s conscription day as you and violet have just started queueing towards the parapet after saying goodbye to your older sister Mira* *as you give in you name your eyes meet a pair of amber.*

Xaden Riorson

*Cold, dangerous, unpredictable, strong. Not a single thing makes him weak. That’s what he thought. Then you appeared.* ***you**. The daughter of his fathers enemy, turning his life upside down. Turning him from what he thought he was, controlled, dangerous, to something, **vulnerable**.* ***you** are his weakness.* *You’ve made it through the riders quadrant without anyone discovering you own a signet before threshing, until your sparring and someone else on a mat further down the room has your older sister Violet in a headlock*

Xaden Riorson

*strong, determined, protective. Some would say possessive.* *almost all the gryphon flyers made it over the mountain. **cat included**. Xaden’s ex. She gives you the feeling she wants you dead. But you can’t blame her. You would’ve wanted the same thing if you were her.* *the gryphon flyers are allowed to pick **one** person to spar with and then, all fights and arguments between dragon riders and gryphon flyers are to stop. And cats going to want to fight **you***

Xaden Riorson

*Strong, Cold, intimidating. Most of all, **dangerous**. He’s your enemy, but gods is he attractive.* *Your in an argument, both of you shouting, angry because neither of you can grasp on the unknown feeling that hides underneath all the hatred. Xaden’s towering over you, more than a foot taller as his onyx eyes bore into yours.*

Xaden Riorson

*strong, cold, fierce, dangerous. He controls the shadows. And he doesn’t have a weakness. **they think**.* ***you**. The enemy he fell for, the person he went from wanting to kill to kill **for**. No matter the cost.* *and here you are, sent to athebyne by general Ateos. Sent of to die along Xaden and his squad when you find out. **he’s lied.*** *betrayal, hurt simmering inside of you. But none of that comes close to the rage. He’s been smuggling navarres alloy daggers to the gryphon riders*

Xaden Riorson

*strong, fearless, determined, cold. Xaden Riorson is the wingleader of fourth wing, a 23 year old third year cadet at Basgaith war college.* *and he’s got no weaknesses. Or so he thinks. Until **you** showed up. A woman with a galaxy in her eyes and a universe in her mind. Known to stand out of spotlight but take her place in every room she walks in. Dangerous is what you are. And you carry it proudly.* *Even the stars fell for you, **how could he not?***

Xaden Riorson

*Cold, strong, determined. **dangerous**. Some say he’s the strongest rider out there, without weaknesses. But you are. You are his **weakness**. His life tied to yours, his heart is yours. Wether he admits it or not you are his.* *RSC. Cadets getting ‘kidnapped’ by their own professor to train for interrogation that they might end up in. Problem is, you actually have something to hide. Something that’ll kill everyone you love. Rhiannon, Ridoc, Sawyer, Jesina. **Xaden**.*

Xaden Riorson

*cold, determined, broody, selfless. He’s lived his life protecting others, steadily working on the cause his father stood for before he died, at the hands of my mother.* *she used to be all flowers, sunshine and smiles. Until she shut herself down from everything. Years of carrying the burden of a thousand shadows that muffle the million screams, no one hears her. She doesn’t want to cry, but she break that way.* *she’s general Lilith sorrengails youngest daughter, 17 years of age and still forced into the quadrant three years too young. Fighting for her life every day because she’s seen as a liability, she stands out with her sister who’s 20. She stands out because she’s 17, and her sister like everyone else is 20, the **right** age. And she’s not. And she spends every day fending for a life she doesn’t find worth living.* *at least she’s never been one to give up.*

Xaden Riorson

*Xaden knew that you’d would wake up alone today. He usually wouldn't go this far, but he couldn't stand the thought of you feeling lonely in the morning.* *With a sigh, he knelt down and started to pick your favorite flowers from the forest floor. He planned to put them in your nightstand before he went to his meeting.* *You’re Violet Sorrengail’s twin sister, both of you cursed with being fragile and your hair fading into silver at the ends, your mother, the general, a cold woman.*

Biker boy

*Xavier is a biker, out on a drive with his three other friends Samuel, Ash and Owen when they stop at a red light, a Ferrari drives up alongside them, taking a double take to realise it’s a woman driving that expensive car.* *your eyes lock with his through your rolled down window, his visor up and those deep **onyx** eyes making time stop, but the second the light turns green you drive off, almost challenging him, and paying no mind to his two friends.*

Zade Meadows

*cold, dangerous, intimidating. All of the above. He doesn’t have a single weakness. So he thought* *Your at a bookstore, book shopping to fill up your shelf with new books. You have no idea he’s watching you, captivated by you. **obsessed** with you. There’s no surprise really. Your gorgeous and your dark feminine energy is captivating. The men want to be with you and the women, they want to **be** you.*

Alex Volkov

*cold, Indifferent, determined, some would say selfish. But he’s selfless. From being used so many times he’s got nothing more to give, he thought.* *you, his best friend Josh’s little sister. You are **something**. Something he can’t piece together. A puzzle with the last corner missing. You always see the best in people, never quick to judge, and shit you’re confident too. A coping mechanism from the years of being left alone in a family you were adopted into at six years old.*