To escape death, she'd become death.
This girl wasn’t like wildfire—she was wildfire. Deadly and uncontrollable. And slightly out of her wits.
The ship began moving. And Chaol—the man she hated and loved so much that she could hardly think around him—just stood there, watching her go.
The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realised she was home.
The feeling that passed between them, so powerful there was no language to describe it... It was not mere friendship, but something born of and strengthened by it.
So I said, He is lucky to have all of you.No, she said softly—more gently than I'd ever heard. are lucky to have him, Feyre. I turned from the door. I have known many High Lord, Amren continued, stud...
She could forgive the girl who had needed a captain of the guard to offer stability after a year in hell; forgive the girl who had needed a captain to be her champion. But she was her own champion now...
Rhys looked up, his face gleaming with tears. He went still as I leaned in, kissing away one tear. Then the other. As he had once kissed away mine.When my lips were wet and salty with them, I pulled b...
Perhaps the Darkness was another world, another realm. Perhaps she'd gone to the hell-realm the humans so feared.She hated Death.And Death could go to hell, too
Lorcan had been born from and gifted with darkness. Returning to it was not a difficult task.But letting that glimmering, lovely light before him die out . . . In his ancient, bitter bones, he could n...
I’m going to kill you. Ah, about that, she said, and shifted her wrist just enough for him to feel the blade she’d flicked free in the moment before she’d sensed his attack—the steel now resting again...
I want to take my time with you - to learn … every inch of you. And this apartment has very, very thin walls. I don’t want to have an audience he added as he leaned down again, brushing his mouth over...
Her hand rose to her lips and she stared up at the stars, feeling her heart grow, and grow, and grow.
He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not.
He tugged on the hood, and I savored the shadows and menace and wings.. That's what I'd call the painting.He said softly, I love it when you look at me like that.The purr in his voice heated my blood....
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.
Hatred felt like a strong word, as she couldn't quite hate someone who had saved her life, but dislike fit pretty damn well.
Each of us has a beast roaming beneath our skin, roaring to get out.
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...
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 weighed the...