He was using his words as chains to bind her again.
He tried not to think about last night—how the brief touch of Celaena’s fingers through his hair and on his face had sent a pang of desire through him so strong he’d wanted to grab her and pin her on...
He scanned the skies beyond her for the Thirteen, for Asterin Blackbeak, undoubtedly roaring her victory to the stars. Manon said quietly, You will not find them. In this sky, or any other. His heart...
He leaned forward and kissed me lightly. Not forever, he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him. He pulled me onto his lap, holding me tightly...
He kissed her thoroughly, lazily, as if he had a lifetime of kisses to look forward to. She liked that. A lot.
He felt as if there were something inside him that didn't fit in with their merriment, with their willing ignorance of the world outside the castle.
He didn’t smile.
He didn’t back away again as she approached and said with every ember left in her shredded heart, I claim you, Rowan Whitethorn. I don’t care what you say and how much you protest. I claim you as my f...
He didn't object as she took up a place at the head of the tub and dumped some of the tonic into his short hair. The sweet, night-filled scent of jasmine floated up, caressing and kissing her. Even Ro...
Gods, he was brilliant. Cunning and wicked and brilliant.Even when he beat the hell out of her. Every. Damn. Day.
Fireheart, he said onto her mouth. Buzzard, she murmured onto his.
Fenrys snorted, toying with a small curl of golden hair at his nape. How you even manage to walk with that much steel on you, Whitethorn, has always been a mystery to me. Rowan said smoothly, How no o...
Farran is a monster, Sam said, not looking at her. You said so yourself. And if anything goes wrong, the last place I want you to be is in his hands.
Every time you lot leave me at home, someone manages to get gutted.
Enjoyed that, did you? Chaol growled.Immensely. Celaena patted Chaol's arm as she took it in her own. Now you must pretend that you me, or else everything will be ruined.
Elena hated them, then.Hated the gods who had demanded this. Hated herself. Hated that this was asked, all these bright lights . . .
Elegant, feminine, and utterly wild. Warm, and steadfast—unbreakable, his queen.
Dorian looked at the carpet, at all the threads woven together. 'What do I do now?' They were gone: the woman he'd loved--and the man he hated. He met her stare. No calculation, no coldness, no pity i...
Did you mean it? What you said. He held her stare. Let some inner wall within him come crumbling down. Only for her. For this sharp-eyed, cunning little liar who had slipped through every defense and...
Did you enjoy the sight of me kneeling before you?