She would have an adventure. For herself. This one time. She would see her homeland, and smell it and breathe it in. See it from high above, see it racing as fast as the wind. She owed herself that mu...
She looked at them, at the three males who meant everything—more than everything. Then she smiled with every last shred of courage, of desperation, of hope for the glimmer of that glorious future. Let...
My name is Sam Cortland... and I will not be afraid.
Let’s make this a fight worthy of a song.
Let’s go rattle the stars.
It would all be fine, even if it went to hell, so long as he was here with her.
I waited for the fear to hit; waited for my body to shriek to find a way to get out of this dinner, but ... nothing. Maybe it'd be a mercy to be ended—A broad hand gripped my face—gently enough not to...
I didn’t think saying good-bye would be so hard. And with everything that’s to come—We’ll face it together. To whatever end.
Faeries began calling foul play, demanding Tamlin be released from the curse, calling her a liar. Through the haze, I saw Rhysand crouching by Tamlin. Not to help him, but to grab the-You are all pigs...
There are good days and hard days for me. Don't let the hard days win ~Mor ~A Court of Mist and Fury
She did not want to be a consolation prize. Be pitied or a distraction.
You belong to all of us, and we belong to you.
Why, he asked. Why did you save her?She dragged a hand through her hair. [...]Because that golden-haired witch, Asterin ..., Aelin said. She screamed Manon's name the way I screamed yours.
Whatever you had to do to survive, whatever you did from spite or rage or selfishness … I don’t give a damn. You’re here—and you’re perfect. You always were, and you always will be.
There was a faint ringing in her ears that turned into a roar. And beneath it, a sudden wave of numbness, a too-familiar lack of sight or sound or feeling. She didn't know why it happened, because she...
There had once been a time when I'd dreaded the end of summer, had prayed it would hold out for as long as possible. Now the thought of endless warmth and sun made me . . . bored. Restless.
One last time - you have to wear this mask one last time, and then you can bury Celaena Sardothien forever.
I walked out of Rhys’s touch—realizing he’d kept silent to let me sort it out. Let me figure out how to deal with both of them, as family, but mostly as their High Lady.
I kept thinking about how you might never know that I missed you with only an ocean between us. But if it was death separating us … I would find you. I don’t care how many rules it would break. Even i...
His words were a lethal caress as he said, Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?