You can either let it wreck you, let it get you killed like it nearly did with the Weaver, or you can learn to live with it.
You are sacred vessels, the duke said. It is an honor to be chosen. I find that a very male thing to assume.
You are not most people, and I think you like it that way.
You and I... We will always stand apart. We will always have... She searched for the word. Responsibilities. We will always have burdens that no one else can ever understand. That they-she inclined he...
Would this be her life, then? Wretched people, always looking out for themselves, every kindness coming at a cost? Would her own queen at least gaze at her with warmth in her eyes? Would Aelin even re...
Words had become as foreign and hard to reach as the stars.
With that, the stranger stepped from the mist. She had two long daggers in her hands. And both blades were dark with dripping blood.
Where are our allies, Aelin? Where are our armies?
When you lick me, he said roughly, I want to be alone—far away from everyone. Because when you lick me, Feyre, he said, pressing nipping kisses to my jaw, my neck, I’m going to let myself roar loud en...
We’ll never be a normal boy and girl, will we? she managed to say.No, he breathed, eyes blazing. We won’t.And then the music exploded around them, and Chaol took her with it, spinning her so that her...
We'd better eat before we raise hell.
We came, Manon said, loud enough that all on the city walls could hear, to honor a promise made to Aelin Galathynius. To fight for what she promised us.Darrow said quietly, And what was that?Manon smi...
This would be her first ball where she wasn’t there to kill someone.
This was not the end. This crack in him, this bottom, was not the end. He had one promise left.
This war, she said quietly, is but the second movement in a game that has been played since those ancient days across the sea.
There’s no way in hell I’m getting out of this bed and going for a run, he murmured onto her head. She chuckled quietly. His hands grazed lower, down her back, not even stumbling over the scar tissue....
There you are. I’ve been looking for you.
There are many types of strength beyond the ability to wield a blade and end lives.
Then she smiled with every last shred of courage, of desperation, of hope for the glimmer of that glorious future. Let’s go rattle the stars.
Then she ripped everything from that well inside her, ripped it out with both hands and her entire raging, hopeless heart. As she fell, hair whipping her face, Celaena thrust her hands toward the skin...