What Maeve didn't understand, what she could never understand, was just how much that little princess in Terrasen had damned them a decade ago, even worse than Maeve herself had. She had damned them a...
We’re all risking something. There was so little of the friend he’d grown up with. The prince glanced at his pocket watch. I need to go. Dorian stalked to the stairs, and there was no fear in his face...
We’ll find that place, then, he said quietly.What? Her brows narrowed.I’ll go with you. And though he hadn’t asked, they both knew those words held a question. He tried not to think of what she’d said...
Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I'd attend a thousand more like it so I can spend a few hours with you when you...
To the stars who listen, Feyre.To the dreams that are answered, Rhys.
To keep Velaris safe, to keep Mor and Amren and Cassian and Azriel and… Rhys safe. I said to Lucien, low and quiet and as vicious as the talons that formed at the tips of my fingers, as vicious as the...
This was some dream, or she had gone to hell after all, because she couldn't exist in the world where this had been done to him, where she paced like an idiot all night while he suffered, while Farran...
They were refugees: unwanted and without any rights. Without any voice.
They stared right back at her, and when they slowly lowered their crossbows, she grinned. She could knock them senseless with a few heavy books.
They had survived, when so many had not. And no one else could understand what it was like to bear it, unless they had lost as much.
Then it is a good thing, Yrene Towers, that I love you as well.
The rest of the world quieted into nothing. In that moment, after ten long years, Celaena looked at Chaol and realized she was home.
The next time, Emissary, I’ll come say hello.
That girl that had needed to be protected, who had craved stability and comfort . . . she had died Under the Mountain. I had died, and there had been no one to protect me from those horrors before my...
Such a great shift in the world in those initial centuries, so many working to move past war, to heal, that the wall … the wall became permanent. The wall became legend.
So I laid a hand on his forearm, savoring the corded strength beneath, and nestled my head back against his chest. I wish I had days to spend with you— like this, I managed to say as my eyelids droope...
She was not afraid.
She slid of out his grasp. If we live through tomorrow, you'll get the rest.He didn't know whether to laugh or roar. Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?
Sam stared at her long enough for heat to flood her cheek, as if he could see right inside of her-see everything. The fact that he didn't turn away from whatever he saw made her blood thrum through he...
Remind me tomorrow to tell you how charming you are.