He was a boy in love with a wildfire. Or at least he thought he was
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...
He found her beautiful, if a bit strange and sour. It was something in the way that her eyes sparked when she looked at something lovely in the landscape. He couldn't understand it.
You're not going to believe me, Aelin went on. What I've just said, you're not going to believe me. I know it--and that's fine. I don't expect you to. When you're ready, I'll be here.You're the Queen...
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...
Everything- everything was for Dorian, for his friend. For himself, he had nothing left to lose. He was nothing more than a nameless oath-breaker, a liar, a traitor.
But they held tighter to each other, past and present and future; flickering between an ancient hall in a mountain castle perched above Orynth, a bridge suspended between glass towers, and another pla...
And he wondered if Aelin was somehow watching the archipelago, and the seas, and the skies, as if she might never see them again.
Dorian surged from the chair and dropped to his knees beside the bed. He grabbed Chaol's hand, squeezing it as he pressed his brow against his. You were dead, the prince said, his voice breaking. I th...
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