For a heartbeat, the silence peeled back long enough for that question to worm its way into her skull, into her skin, into her breath and bones. And in the dark, she remembered.
And then things would be fine. Then I'd be fine.
This witch had been crafted from the darkness between the stars.
Magic makes people dangerous.
For across every mountain, spread beneath the green canopy of Oakwald, carpeting the entire Plain of Theralis, the kingsflame was blooming.
But anyone with witch-blood in their veins was worth keeping an eye on.Or Thirteen.
Aedion grinned at his queen as the entire world went to hell.
You said you didn’t care what I thought. Or what I did. Or if I died, if I’m not mistaken.I lied! And you know I lied, you stupid bastard!
She had once believed that she'd been born to be queen.She had since learned that she'd been born to be a wolf.
I once lived in a place where the opinion of others mattered. It suffocated me, nearly broke me. So you’ll understand me, Feyre, when I say that I know what you feel, and I know what they tried to do...
He stalked closer, his movements feline, those violet eyes turning subdued-lethal. You're welcome, you know. For saving you when asked. I stiffened. I didn't ask for anything.
Embracing Sam was different, somehow. Like she wanted to curl into his warmth, like for one moment, she didn't have to worry about anything or anybody.
Aelin sighed. 'This place has been shut down for months, and yet I swear I can still hear the music floating in the air.'
What about my kiss?
God afternoon, I said cheerfully, with an especially saccharine smile for the High Lord. He blinked at me, and both of the faerie men murmured their greetings as I took a seat across from Lucien, not...
You will keep other people out of it! she screamed, so loudly that the birds stopped chattering. She thrashed against him, gripping his wrists. No one else!Tell me why, Aelin.That gods-damned name . ....
So the world ended.And the next one began.They were infinite.They were the beginning and the ending; they were eternity.
She had once believed that she'd been born to be a queen.She had since learned that she'd been born to be a wolf.
She didn't want to recall how Nehemia had been used—had used —against her, to force her to act. Wanted to pretend she wasn't starting to forget what Nehemia had looked like.Shift again, Rowan ordered,...
No one was my master— but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.