Rhysand yelled my name again - yelled it as though he cared. I blacked out, but she brought me back, ensuring that I felt everything ensuring that I screamed every time a bone broke.
Maybe I'd always been broken and dark inside. Maybe someone who've been born whole and good would have put down the ash dagger and embraced death rather than what lay before me.
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You can leave if you're just going to insult me.But I'm so good at it. He flashed one of his grins.
He sighed and grabbed my left arm, examining the tattoo. What were you thinking? Didn’t you know I’d come as soon as I could?I yanked my arm from him. I was dying! I had a fever—I was barely able to k...
He stalked closer, his movements feline, those violet eyes turning subdued-lethal. You're welcome, you know. For saving you when asked. I stiffened. I didn't ask for anything.
I glanced at my mate- the male who had always presented me with a choice not as a gift, but as my own gods-given right.
I love my people, and my family. Do not think I won't become a monster to keep them protected.
For him, I had done this-for him I'd gladly wrecked myself and my immortal soul. And now I had an eternity to live with it.
What have you done to me?Rhysand stood, running a hand through his short, dark hair. It's custom in my court for bargains to be permanently marked upon flesh.I rubbed my left forearm and hand, the ent...
I once lived in a place where the opinion of others mattered. It suffocated me, nearly broke me. So you’ll understand me, Feyre, when I say that I know what you feel, and I know what they tried to do...
Thus I became Rhysand's plaything, the harlot of Amarantha's whore.
And though his face was calm, his shoulders thrown back, I said, I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything that I am. His hand squeezed mine in answer before...
I needed not to be dead when I agreed.You needed not to be alone.
Feyre, he said--softly enough that I faced him again. Why? He tilted his head to the side. You dislike our kind on a good day. And after Andras . . . Even in the darkened hallway, his usual bright eye...
What do you care? I barked, and his grip tightened enough on my wrists that I knew my bones would snap with a little more pressure.What do I care? he breathed, wrath twisting his features. Wings - tho...
Azriel would likely love Mor until he was a whisper of darkness between the stars.
He took my hand, interlacing our fingers. We can make whatever rules we want. You have every right to question me, push me—both in private and in public. A snort. Of course, if you decide to truly kic...
When you spend so long trapped in darkness, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.
Why does anything cling to something? Maybe they love wherever they're going so much that it's worth it. Maybe they'll keep coming back, until there's only one star left. Maybe that one star will make...
Why don’t you just hide in one of those pocket-realms for a bit?It doesn’t work like that. There’s no air there. I gave him a look to say he should definitely do it then, and he laughed.
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