Because I wouldn't want to die alone, I said, and my voice wobbled as I looked at Tamlin again, forcing myself to meet his stare. Because I'd want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile aft...
He wondered if Elide Lochan had somehow made Lorcan want to do the same.
You’re a little taller than I’d imagined, but no one’s perfect.
You're my equal. And as much as that means we have each other's backs in public, it also means we that grant each other the gift of honesty - of truth.
With nothing else to distract her, Celeana eventually returned to thinking about Sam. Even weeks later, she had no idea how she'd somehow gotten attached to him, what he'd been shouting when Arobynn b...
When your people are lying dead around you, don't come crying to me...
What a shame that the current owner of the Vaults, a former underling of Rourke Farran and a dealer of flesh and opiates, had accidentally run into her knives. Repeatedly.
Well, he was certainly desirable-as desirable as Sam, maybe. Sam-when had she ever thought of him as desirable? He'd laugh until he died if ever knew she thought of him like that.
The three others whirled for Rowan, and there was nothing he could do to get to that fuse.To save the queen who held his heart in her scarred hands.
She yawned, and Rowan rubbed his eyes, his other hand still in hers. But he didn't let go. And when she awoke before dawn, warm and safe and rested, Rowan was still holding her hand, clasped to his ch...
She smiled at last. And damn if it didn't kill him, the quiet joy in her face. They had walked out of darkness and pain and despair together. They were still walking out of it. So that smile... It str...
Remember who you are. Every step of the way down, and every step of the way back. Remember who you are. And that you're mine.
Last night... I'm sorry if I was too forward with you. He paused. Celaena, you're grimacing.Had she been making a face? Er- sorry.It did upset you, then!What did?The kiss!... Oh, it was nothing, she s...
I’m thinking it would be very easy to love you. And easier to call you my friend.
In the garden, the Captain of the Guard stared up at the young woman's balcony, watching as she waltzed alone, lost in her dreams. But he knew her thoughts weren't of him.
If you can learn to endure pain, you can survive anything. Some people learn to embrace it- to love it. Some endure it through drowning it in sorrow, or by making themselves forget. Others turn it int...
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 have a friend. He is to be Lord of Anielle someday, and the fiercest warrior in the land.
He himself was a beautiful weapon, forged by centuries of ruthless training and warring.
Females and males watched Rhysand throughout the hall—and the shadowsinger and I made a game of betting on who, exactly, would work up the nerve to invite the High Lord home.