**A woman with no past. A warrior with no future. Their love could save the world—or burn it down.

<Fourth Wing<&mdash;by way of Chinese mythology&mdash;meets <The Hunger Games< in a perilous world where a young woman with no memory and little magic may hold the key to uniting the Dominions and saving the mortal realm, from the <New York Times< bestselling author of Read With Jenna pick <Searching for Sylvie Lee <and <Girl in Translation.<

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&ldquo;A page turner. Tender yet tense, loving yet steamy, dangerous yet darkly humorous&hellip;<Dominion< creates something entirely new.&rdquo;&mdash;Brigitte Knightley, <New York Times <bestselling author of <The Irresistible Urge to Fall for your Enemy<**

In a world divided into four rival Dominions, power is everything&mdash;and Rubi Morningtail has almost none. Three years after the Annihilation destroyed her homeland and shattered her memories, she lives as an Azure refugee in the Dominion of the Silver Tyger, scraping by as a ribbon dancer and hiding her little bit of singing magic. When she wounds a massive battle tyger on her doorstep, she draws the notice of Blake Axefire&mdash;supreme metal mage, leader of the royal tyger warriors, and the last man an Azure should trust. His sentence? Cast her into the Bonding, a brutal trial where tygers choose their riders and slaughter the rest. Surviving is unthinkable.

But survive she does. Now she&rsquo;s stuck on Blake&rsquo;s elite team racing to reseal the Anchors to the demon realm. With rebels striking, demons rising, and the Dominions at each other&rsquo;s throats, Rubi must unlock the truth of her magic and her past&hellip;while resisting her dangerous attraction to the ruthless warrior who could be her redemption&mdash;or her ruin....

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Jean Kwok is the New York Times and internationally bestselling author of The Leftover Woman, Searching for Sylvie Lee, Girl in Translation, and Mambo in Chinatown. Her books have been chosen by Read with Jenna’s TODAY show book club, Goodreads Choice, CBS New York, Book of the Month, LibraryReads, and Indie Next, among others, and much of her work is in development for film and television. In between her bachelor’s degree from Harvard and her MFA from Columbia, she worked as a professional ballroom dancer. Her work has been published in more than twenty countries and is taught in schools across the world. When she’s not writing she can be found line dancing, burning food, or snuggling with her cat. After two decades in the Netherlands, she’s returned to the New York area.

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**THE INSTANT USA TODAY BESTSELLER • This deluxe limited first-run edition features a cover with foil, designed sprayed edges, and gorgeous map endpapers—while supplies last!

A woman with no past. A warrior with no future. Their love could save the world—or burn it down.

Fourth Wing—by way of Chinese mythology—meets The Hunger Games in a perilous world where a young woman with no memory and little magic may hold the key to uniting the Dominions and saving the mortal realm, from the New York Times bestselling author of Read with Jenna pick Searching for Sylvie Lee and Girl in Translation.

“A brilliant, captivating, deeply romantic, addictive read!”—Ali Hazelwood, #1 New York Times bestselling author

“Perfect for readers craving the emotional fire and high stakes plotting of KPop Demon Hunters.”—Danielle Jensen, #1 New York Times bestselling author**

In a world divided into four rival dominions, power is everything—and Rubi Morningtail has almost none. Three years after the Annihilation destroyed her homeland and shattered her memories, she lives as an Azure refugee in the Dominion of the Silver Tyger, scraping by as a ribbon dancer and hiding her little bit of singing magic. When she wounds a massive battle tyger on her doorstep, she draws the notice of Blake Axefire—supreme metal mage, leader of the royal Tyger Warriors, and the last man an Azure should trust. His sentence? Cast her into the Bonding, a brutal trial where tygers choose their riders and slaughter the rest. Surviving is unthinkable.

But survive she does. Now she’s stuck on Blake’s elite team racing to reseal the Anchors to the Demon Realm. With rebels striking, demons rising, and the dominions at each other’s throats, Rubi must unlock the truth of her magic and her past…while resisting her dangerous attraction to the ruthless warrior who could be her redemption—or her ruin.

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You sure that's enough?"

I smiled up at Quinn with a roll of my eyes.

"Never. But I'll take what I can get." My words were muffled, my mouth full with the scallion pancake he'd given me as I lingered over his claimed bar area near the back.

The tavern was dim and crowded, the air thick with smoke and spice. Hanging paper lanterns flickered against the cypress beams, casting everything in gold and shadow. The tables were jammed close together, lacquer-chipped and stained from years of spilled rice wine and worse. People pressed in on every side.

But no one crossed the middle of the room, the definitive line between Silvers and Azures.

Azures, in our half-patched clothing, blue hair rippling in the glow of the firelight, stayed to this side, closer to the windows and fresh air. We were lean and fast, our bodies lithe, although I was more slightly built. Most didn't have the ability to shift, but the animal was always just under the skin, present in the way we moved: alert and athletic.

Silvers claimed the other side. For the most part burly and large-boned, their hair every shade of metal, from silver to gold to copper to bronze. They loomed over their tables stiff and silent, as if forged from the steel they revered. Most wore at least one piece of metal-nobles, or those close enough to pretend, with silver and gold glinting at wrists and throats.

And all of them looked at us Azures with clear disgust. The feeling was mutual.

I was surprised a fight hadn't broken out yet.

"Have some more," Quinn said, and I grinned, grabbing for his tall cup of amber millet ale, taking a quick swig. He snatched it back from me with a smirk. "I meant, food. Not ale, ribbon girl."

"You didn't specify." I shrugged. My eyes swept over the divided room once more.

The breadth of Quinn's shoulders kept me hidden for now, but I knew I only had mere moments before my performance was due to begin.

He pushed his slate blue hair back as he nudged another scallion pancake from his plate. I shook my head, but then slipped it into my satchel for Edith, even though I was positive his leftovers plus more would show up on our doorstep tomorrow morning.

The raucous noise in the bar lowered a fraction as the drummer took his place just offstage, his eyes scanning over the patrons anxiously. Looking for me, I knew.

I'd scrubbed clay bowls all day, climbed stairs until my calves ached, and taken no fewer than three drunken hands off my waist. By dusk, my body was frayed thin, and I was still fighting off a headache from waking to the dream this morning.

"Maybe you should take a night off." Quinn had caught the wince as I pressed a hand to my forehead, his brow furrowing deeper with concern. "Rubi, please-"

"I'm fine." I waved him off. "I'll find you after." He made another noise of protest before I gave a quick squeeze to his mu…