Each of the scars, the chipped teeth and broken claws, the mutilated tail—they weren’t the markings of a victim. Oh, no. They were the trophies of a survivor. Abraxos was a warrior who’d had all th...
And Celaena felt it. She felt each footstep, the phantom bruises on her face throbbing with the memory of Arobynn's fists. And suddenly, as the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered th...
Absolute confidence, absolute arrogance: her best shields and most beloved masks. I hope His Majesty has a decent spread of food for me to eat while I’m being interrogated.Watch your mouth or the only...
You didn't need a weapon at all when you were born one.
Witches didn't need blood to survive, but humans didn't need wine, either.
Why don’t you just hide in one of those pocket-realms for a bit?It doesn’t work like that. There’s no air there. I gave him a look to say he should definitely do it then, and he laughed.
This girl wasn’t like wildfire—she was wildfire. Deadly and uncontrollable. And slightly out of her wits.
So she's not with him?No.Otho shrugged. That's strange.Why? Chaol had the sudden urge to strangle him.Because it looks like he's in love with her, he said, and walked away.Chaol's eyes lost focus for...
She'd forgotten the name she'd been given, but it made no difference.She had only one name now:Death, devourer of worlds.
She watched him, her head angled. He sometimes felt that she looked at him the way a cat regards a mouse. He just wondered how long it would take for her to pounce.
Night Triumphant- and the Stars Eternal.
I'd have my happy ending, whether I deserved it or not. But this land, these people - they would have their happy ending too. The first few steps toward healing. Toward peace. And then things would be...
I spent centuries wandering the world, from empires to kingdoms to wastelands, never settling, never stopping—not for one moment. I was always looking toward the horizon, always wondering what waited...
I can wait, he said thickly, kissing her collarbone. We have all the time in the world.
He found her beautiful, if a bit strange and sour. It was something in the way that her eyes sparked when she looked at something lovely in the landscape. He couldn't understand it.
Dorian nodded his thanks. The first time you met Aelin, did you know...?A snort. No. Gods, no. We wanted to kill each other. The amusement flickered. She was... in a very dark place. We both were. But...
Don't be angry, Finnula had said, be smart.
Been eating candies, have you?""You sent those?" She kept her mouth closed as much as possible."Of course." He picked up the brown bad of candy on the table. "What's your..." He trailed off as he weig...
Yet the songs would mention this—that the Lion fell before the western gate of Orynth, defending the city and his son.
When she awoke every morning, she repeated the same words: I will not be afraid.