Por las estrellas que escuchan, y los sueños que son respondidos.
Perhaps that’s because Rhysand has not lost you at all. But rather unleashed you upon us.
Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom …
Of course I like luxury—you think I don’t love these gowns and jewels? But in the end … they’re replaceable. I’ve come to value the people in my life more.
Now, I’d replied, I don’t know what I want. I can’t paint anymore. Why? Because that part of me is empty.
My rage had become a living thing inside my chest, an echoing heartbeat that soothed me to sleep and stirred me to waking.
My friend through many dangers. My lover who had healed my broken and weary soul. My mate who had waited for me against all hope, despite all odds.
Mikhail truly liked Ansel-that much was obvious. he always found excuses to touch her, always smiled at her, always looked at her as if she were the only person in the room. Celeana sloshed her wine a...
Maybe it was some shred of courage, or recklessness, or I was so high above everything that no one save Rhys and the wind could hear, but I said, I'm thinking that I must have been a fool in love to a...
Marriage is a legal contract -- it's not a sacred thing.
Lucien drawled from his seat along the length of the table, I told you so, Tamlin. He flicked a glance toward his friend. Your skills with females have definitely become rusty in recent decades. Tamli...
Life is better when you’re around. And look at how lovely your handwriting is.
Leave this world... a better place than how you found it.
I’m surprised there aren’t more mirrors in this house, since you seem to love looking at yourself so much. Azriel
It’s cold as hell! Mor called from the front hall, startling me from the warmth pooling in my core. And who the hell let Cassian and Feyre decorate?
It was like dying a little every day. It was like being alive, too. It was joy so complete it was pain. It destroyed me and unmade me and forged me. I hated it, because I knew I couldn’t escape it, an...
It was hard to care, she realized as she started the trek back to the castle. Incredibly hard to care, when you didn’t have anyone left to care about.
It was a message to the world. Aelin was a warrior, able to fight with blade or magic. And she was done with hiding.
It is not such a thing, is it - to die for your friends.
It is a new world, and we must decide how we are to end this old one and begin it anew.