She battered her eyelashes and readjusted her shackles as though they were lace gloves...
Sam's hand brushed her shoulder, and she almost jumped out of her skin as he brought his mouth close to her ear and murmured, You look beautiful. Though I bet you already know that. She most certainly...
Nervous? he asked, his voice barely audible above the steady slice of his oars through the calm bay. No, she lied.Me too.
Mor patted Azriel on the shoulder as she dodged his outstretched wing. Relax, Az - no fighting tonight. We promised Rhys. The lurking shadows vanished entirely as Azriel's head dipped a bit - his nigh...
Maybe you should...go. Why? You seemed so insistent that I train you.I can't concentrate with you around, I admitted And go... far. I can feel you from a room away.A suggestive curve shaped his lips.
It was not the sorrowful, lovely piece she had once played for Dorian, and it was not the light, dancing melodies she'd played for sport; it was not the complex and clever pieces she had played for Ne...
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...
He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid..A line in the burning brightness..
Feyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
Everyone wants to talk-talk-talk. Can't we eat-eat-eat, and then talk?
Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.
And far away, across the snow-covered mountains, on a barren plain before the ruins of a once-great city, a flower began to bloom
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...
Manon rubbed at her eyes and braced her elbows on her knees, peering into the drop below.She would have dismissed her, wouldn't have thought twice about it, if it hadn't been for that look in Keelie's...
Your prince has moved on, my queen has moved on. But you have not. And it will cost you
You didn't need a weapon at all when you were born one.
Why, he asked. Why did you save her?She dragged a hand through her hair. A white bandage around her upper arm peeked through her shirt with the movement. He hadn't even been conscious for that wound....
Where do men find it in themselves to do such monstrous things?
When he finished, I tipped back my head and howled, my laughter like sunshine shattering age-hardened ice.
To four years until freedom, she said lifting her glass.He raised his in salute. To you, Celaena. Their eyes met, and Chaol didn't hide his smile as she grinned at him. Perhaps four years with her mig...