She knew he meant it. He’d burn the library, the city or the whole world to ashes if she asked him. It was their bond, marked by blood and scent and something else she couldn’t place. A tether as stro...
She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, it's long blade gleaming as if he'd been secretly p...
She had never contemplated what it would be like--to yield control. And not have it be a weakness, but a freedom.
He looked at his friend, perhaps for the last time, and said what he had always known, from the moment they’d met, when he’d understood that the prince was his brother in soul. I love you.
Aelin Galathynius smiled at her, hand still outreached. Get up. the princess said.Celaena reached across the earth between them and brushed her fingers against Aelin's.And arose.
There was such glittering darkness in her, an endless rift straight through her core
There is... this rage. she said This despair and hatred and rage that lives and breathes inside me. There's not sanity to it, no gentleness. It is a monster dwelling under my skin. For the past ten ye...
Celaena shuddered. This conversation's become far too awful to have after eating. she said, slumping against the pillows. Tell me which one of your little cadre is the handsomest, and if he would fanc...
Why bother? Maybe the world’s not worth saving. She knew he meant it, too. Those lifeless eyes spoke volumes.
She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—and she would not be afraid.
You gave me the truth today, so I’ll share mine: even if it meant us being friends again, I don’t think I would want to go back to how it was before—who I was before. And this… He jerked his chin towa...
She should not remember what it was like to be free.
Their hands clasped between them, he whispered into her ear, I claim you, too, Aelin Galathynius.
Holy gods. He'd frozen the whole damn lake. He was THAT powerful?
The people you love are just weapons used against you.
She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.
Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly.
Aelin is alive.