Pierce Brown

Darrow is a Helldiver, one of a thousand men and women who live in the vast caves beneath the surface of Mars, generations of people who spend their lives toiling to mine the precious elements that will allow the planet to be terraformed. Just knowing that, one day, people will be able to walk the surface of the planet is enough to justify their sacrifice. The Earth is dying, and Darrow and his people are the only hope humanity has left. Until the day Darrow learns that it is all a lie. That Mars has been habitable - and inhabited - for generations, by a class of people calling themselves the Golds. A class of people who look down at Darrow and his fellows as slave labour, to be exploited and worked to death without a second thought. Until the day Darrow, with the help of a mysterious group of rebels, disguises himself as a Gold and infiltrates their society.

Red Rising Series 3

Morning Star

anya

“Did yon Friendly Giant drop you on your head in the rescue? Mickey had your eyes in a cryobox at his joint in Yorkton-creepy place, by the by-when we raided it for supplies to bring back to Tinos to help the Rising. I figured you weren't usin' 'em, so..." He shrugs awkwardly. "So I asked if he'd put 'em in. You know. Bring us closer together. Something to remember you by. That's not so weird, right?" 

“I told him it was odd," Ragnar says. One of the girls is climbing his leg. 

“Do you want the eyes back?" Sevro asks, suddenly worried. I can give them back." 

“No!" I say. “It's just I forgot how crazy you are." 

"Oh." He laughs and slaps my shoulder. "Good. I thought it was some- thing serious.”

oh you’re fucking me you’re actually fucking me

"Oh, nothing." He turns to me, eyes glittering. “It's just that he's the one who put Pops down."

"One thing doesn't make sense, Kavax. If this is true, why didn't you make contact with Sevro?" 

Kavax blinks up at me. "We did. Months ago. Didn't he tell you?"

this is very hardcore but i fear i would need anaesthetic 

Ragnar does not wait for the pliers. He pulls out his back tooth with his bare fingers, eyes wide with delight as he sets the huge bloody thing on the table. “I die with my friends." 

stupid fucking death he deserved more bitch ass aja

My friend, my protector, Ragnar Volarus has left this world.

They don't know how to treat us, or Cassius, who several of the warriors pul away from us like dogs fighting for scrap meat. The arrow's still in his neck. Whites of his eyes huge. He reaches for me in terror as the Obsidians drag him across the floor. His hand grasps mine, holds for a moment and then he’s gone down a torch-lit hall borne away by half a dozen giants. 

But before the first warchief can even draw their blade, Sefi steps forward, lifts the razor I gave her, and decapitates her mother. Alia's head falls to the floor, eyes still open. The woman's huge body remains stand-ing. Slowly it tips backward and thuds to the ground. Sefi stands over the fallen queen and spits on the corpse. 

The Jackal is wearing Fitchner's rib cage.

Only it's not a tongue. It's Cassius's bloody razor that entered through the back of the Praetorian's skull and out between his teeth. It disappears back into the mouth.

Jordan

“Cassius au Bellona killed my father…”…”but I forgive him. Why? Because he was protecting the world he knew, because he was afraid.”… "We are the new age. The new world. And if we're to show the way, then we better damn well make it a better one. I am Sevro au Barca. And I am no longer afraid."

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