Lysandra... Lady of Caraverre.There is no Caraverre, Darrow said.Aelin shrugged. There is now. Lysandra had settled on the name a week ago, whatever it meant, bolting upright in the middle of the nigh...
Lysandra rubbed at her face, then squared her shoulders. The marsh beasts are easily enraged. Like someone I know. Aelin jabbed the shifter with an elbow, and Lysandra snorted.
Luck and glory. I wouldn't mind a little of either of those things these days.
Lucien only nodded. But I felt his gaze on my back, fixed right on my spine, as I headed downstairs. To see Ianthe. And at last decide how I was going to shred her into pieces.
Lorcan rose to his feet, swaying again. But Elide was there. And there was nothing of the young woman he’d come to know in her pale, taut face. Nothing of her in the raw voice as Elide said to Lorcan,...
Life is better when you’re around. And look at how lovely your handwriting is.
Let me give you a bit of advice.' the girl said bitterly, 'from one working girl to another; life isn't easy, no matter where you are. You'll make choices you think are right and then suffer for them....
Just because I have money doesn’t mean I need to spend it.
I’m thinking, he said, following the flick of my tongue over my bottom lip, that I look at you and feel like I’m dying. Like I can’t breathe. I’m thinking that I want you so badly I can’t concentrate...
I’m thinking that I must have been a fool in love to allow myself to be shown so little of the Spring Court. I’m thinking there’s a great deal of that territory I was never allowed to see or hear abou...
I’m surprised there aren’t more mirrors in this house, since you seem to love looking at yourself so much. Azriel
I’ll try, he breathed. I’ll try to be better. I don’t … I can’t control it sometimes. The rage. Today was just … today was bad. With the Tithe, with all of it. Today—let’s forget it, let’s just move p...
I’ll let Cassian know you’re … open to his advances. Good, I said.
It’s never made any difference to me when it came to you. I’d still pick you. I’ll always pick you.
It’s a miracle the king managed to resist executing you until yesterday. Tell me he’s in a rage the likes of which have never been seen before. If you listen hard enough, you can actually hear him shr...
It’s Aelin now, she snapped as loudly as she dared. Celaena Sardothien doesn’t exist anymore.
It’d make a good back-scratcher.
It’d just been a relief to think that for a moment he might have been as lonely as me.
It's a rare person to face who they truly are and not run from it -- not be broken by it. That's what the Ouroboros shows all who look into it: who they are, every despicable and unholy inch. Some gaz...
It's Dorian, by the way. Not 'Your Highness'.Very Well.Say it.Say what?Say my name. Say, 'Very well, Dorian'.