Tears shone in Lucien’s remaining eye as he raised his hands and removed the fox mask.The brutally scarred face beneath was still handsome—his features sharp and elegant. But my host was looking at Ta...
Lucien studied the wine in his goblet. You don’t hold on to power by being everyone’s friend. And among the faeries, lesser and High Fae alike, a firm hand is needed. We’re too powerful, and too bored...
Because all the monsters have been let out of their cages tonight, no matter what court they belong to. So I may roam wherever I wish until the dawn.
Wait, I repeated.The darkness vanished, leaving Rhysand in his solid form as he grinned. Yes?I raised my chin as high as I could manage. Just two weeks?Just two weeks, he purred, and knelt before me....
Is this necessary? I said, gesturing to the paint and clothing.Of course, he said coolly. How else would I know if anyone touches you?He approached, and I braced myself as he ran a finger along my sho...
I couldn’t talk about it, about them—not yet. So I breathed Later and hooked my feet around his legs, drawing him closer. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the heart beating beneath. This—I need...
He chuckled. Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. I'm curious: Why did she wonde...