She won't understand. And when she goes over the edge, there will be nothing to pull her back. She will find her way back. She always does.Tears formed, but the princess blinked them away. For all our...
She was the heir of fire. She was fire, and light, and ash, and embers. She was Aelin Fireheart, and she bowed for no one and nothing, save the crown that was hers by blood and survival and triumph.
She was surprised that her hands had not forgotten, that somewhere in her mind, after a year of darkness and slavery, music was still alive and breathing. That somewhere, between the notes, was Sam. S...
She was still on the fall down. There was no getting up, because there was no bottom.
She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her… You cannot pick and choose...
She was not ashamed of the truth before her. She was not afraid. Manon’s grandmother led the attack, her maneuvers the deadliest. It was from her that the first slice of pain appeared. A rip of iron n...
She was fire, she was darkness, she was dust and blood and shadow.
She was drunk, and silly, and so full of the glory of being young and alive and in the capital of the world that she could hardly contain herself.
She was as much a queen as Maeve. She was the sovereign of a strong people and a mighty kingdom. She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.
She was a whirlwind of steel and blood. As he watched her cut through the men as though they were stalks of wheat in a field, he understood how she had gotten so close to touching Endovier's wall that...
She was a whirling cloud of death, a queen of shadows, and these men were already carrion.
She was a ghost. A wraith.
She was a force of nature. She was a calamity and a commander of immortal warriors of legend.
She tore off his grip, and then she was walking out the kitchen door, across the courtyard, through the ward-stones, and along the invisible barrier- until she found a spot just out of sight of the fo...
She took his hand, and he tried not to shudder in relief, tried not to fall to his knees as she slid the ruby ring onto his finger. It fit him perfectly, the ring no doubt forged for the king lying in...
She tensed, already taking in every detail she could.But she squared her shoulders. Straightened her spine.My name is Celaena Sardothien, she whispered, and I will not be afraid.
She swallowed and put a hand over her heart. Thank you for coming when I asked. Thank you on behalf of Terrasen. I am in your debt. We were in your debt, Ansel countered. I wasn't, Rolfe muttered. Ael...
She stepped aside, dodging him with maddening ease. Grave lunged again. But faster than he could follow she ducked and slashed her sword across his shins. He hit the wet ground before he felt the pain...
She said softly, You make me want to live, Rowan. Not survive; not exist. Live.He didn’t have the words. Not when what she said hit him harder and deeper than any kiss.So he climbed into bed and held...
She paused, frowning at him. But his eyes drifted to the small wooden door just a few feet away. A broom closet. She followed his attention, and a slow smile spread across her face. She turned toward...