Cassian had named about two dozen poses for Nesta at this point. Ranging from to The latter was his particular favorite.
But then she snapped your neck. Tears rolled down his face.And I felt you die, he whispered.
But as they rode out of Rifthold, that city that had been her home and her hell and her salvation, as she memorized each street and building and face and shop, each smell and the coolness of the river...
As my friend, you should either bring me along, or keep me company.Friend? he asked.She blushed. Well, 'scowling escort' is a better description. Or 'reluctant acquaintance', if you prefer.
And will you come with me; On this adventure - and all the rest?Always
And just like that, his father fed him to the Wolf.
And he had the nerve once his powers were back to shove me into a cage. The nerve to say I was no longer useful; I was to be cloistered for his peace of mind. He’d given me everything I needed to beco...
And all around us, as if the world itself were indeed falling apart, stars rained down.Bits of stardust glowed on his lips as he pulled away, as I stared up at him, breathless, while he smiled. The sm...
And I knew that if … that if I had been wasting away and Rhys had done nothing to stop it, Cassian or Azriel would have pulled me out. They would have taken me somewhere—wherever I needed to be—and de...
Alis’s lips thinned, but she said, The next time that fool Lucien gives you advice on how to trap the Suriel, you come to me. Dead chickens, my sagging ass. All you needed to do was offer it a new rob...
There was not enough time in life to waste on hatred. On feeling it and putting it into the world
Thanks to the sturdy wooden cane she procured for him, he could stand, and he could walk.
Said, I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything that I am. His
But … talking to you. Laughing with you. I missed having you in my bed, but missed having you as my friend even more.
You’ll find out when my fangs are buried in your neck, she said. Why not right now? Cain breathed. Come on—hit me. Hit me with all that rage you feel every time you force yourself to miss the bull’s-e...
You were always too good for here Feyre. Too good for us, too good for everyone.’ He squeezed my hand. ‘If you ever escape, ever convince them that you’ve paid the debt, don’t return.
Would you like to dance with me?He laughed. With you? No.She looked at the marble floor, her chest tight. You needn’t be so cruel.Cruel? Celaena, Perrington is just over there. I’m sure he’s not happy...
Witchling. Elide stared after her. She had likely just made the biggest mistake of her life, but … it was strange. Strange, that feeling of belonging.
Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.
When we die, she said, I don't think the gods will even know what to do with us.