Not flowers—never flowers in Terrasen. Instead, they carried small stones to graves to mark their visits, to tell the dead that they still remembered.Stones were eternal—flowers were not.
She would fill the world with it, with her light-her gift. She would light up the darkness, so brightly that all who were lost or wounded or broken would find their way to it, a beacon for those who s...
The girl who'd taken on a Pirate Lord and his entire island, the girl who'd stolen Asterion horses and raced along the beach in the Red Desert, the girl who'd sat on her own rooftop, watching the sun...
Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly.
He grasped her by the wrist , running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath. Then let me call you Mine for a dance or twoShe grinned but someone was suddenly between them, a tall, powerfully bui...
One last time - you have to wear this mask one last time, and then you can bury Celaena Sardothien forever.
Perhaps there was an unstoppable magic inherent in music and art.
Alone in the hallway, Celaena watched the shadows cast by the torches. It hadn't been the mere impossibility of a relationship with Ilias that had made her pull away.No; it was the memory of Sam's fac...
You're back, Sam said, as if he couldn't quite believe it.She lifted her chin, stuffing her hands in her pockets. Obviously.He tilted his head slightly to the side. How was the desert?There wasn't a s...
Alone with Rolfe, Celaena raised her sword. Celaena Sardothien, at your service.The pirate was still staring at her, his face pale with rage. How dare you deceive me? She sketched a bow. I did nothing...
Why, he asked. Why did you save her?She dragged a hand through her hair. [...]Because that golden-haired witch, Asterin ..., Aelin said. She screamed Manon's name the way I screamed yours.
I can wait, he said thickly, kissing her collarbone. We have all the time in the world.
And Celaena felt it. She felt each footstep, the phantom bruises on her face throbbing with the memory of Arobynn's fists. And suddenly, as the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered th...
If she could keep breathing, she wouldn’t fall apart.
We are the masters of our own fates - we decide how we go forward.
He won every game, yet she hardly noticed. As long as she hit the ball, it resulted in shameless bragging. When she missed - well, even the fires of Hell couldn't compare to the rage that burst from h...
Thundering hooves beat the frozen ground, faster and faster as the rider whipped the horse. Snow and mud lay thick on the earth, and rogue snowflakes drifted through the night sky.Celaena ran—swifter...
Aelin Galathynius had raised an army not just to challenge Morath, but to rattle the stars.
Celaena walked and walked, until she found herself by the tree-lined shore of a lake, glaringly bright in the midday sun. She figured it was as good a spot as any as she crumpled to the mossy bank, as...