The sunlight gilded the balcony as Asterin whispered, so softly that only Manon could hear, Bring my body back to the cabin.Something in Manon's chest broke—broke so violently that she wondered if it...
She had not understood what it had been like for him to live his entire life underground, chained and beaten and crippled—until then. Until she heard that noise of undiluted, unyielding joy.Until she...
You are my people. Whether my grandmother decrees it or not, you are my people, and always will be. But I will fly against you, if need be, to ensure that there is a future for those who cannot fight...
She was indeed a bit terrified of the icy rage rippling from him as Dorian said, Because she died. And even before she did, this world saw to it that she suffered, and was afraid, and alone. And even...
Your fussy nursemaid of a wyvern is fine, by the way. I don't know how you wound up with a sweet thing like that for a mount, but he's content to sprawl in the sun on the foredeck. Can't say it makes...
The witches, who lowered their eyes for no man . . . Until she could get away, perhaps she might learn a thing or two about what it was like to have fangs and claws. And how to use them.Blue, she whis...
The straw-coated floor crunched beneath her boots, a cool breeze sweeping in from where the roof had been ripped half off thanks to Sorrel's bull. To keep the wyverns from feeling less caged—and so Ab...
Then, holding Manon's gaze, Aelin sheathed her mighty blade across her back, the giant ruby in the pommel catching in the midday light. Swords are boring, the queen said, and palmed two fighting knive...
The Wing Leader said from behind her, Do you believe monsters are born, or made?From what she'd seen today, she would say some creatures were very much born evil. But what Manon was asking... I'm not...
The winds shifted, and Abraxos rode them, rising higher into the sky, the darkened kingdom below passing by in a blur.Changing winds—a changing world.Perhaps a changing Thirteen, too. And herself.She...
And Elide sobbed as Manon Blackbeak emerged, smiling faintly.As Manon Blackbeak saw her and Aelin, knee-to-knee in the grass, and mouthed one word..
There was a second scream then, from the mountains. From the Blueblood Matron, screaming for her daughter as she plummeted down to the rocks below. The other Bluebloods whirled, but they were too far...
The choice of how our people's future shall be shaped is yours, Manon told each of the witches assembled, all the Blackbeaks who might fly off to war and never return. But I will tell you this. Her ha...
The queen looked at the nails, the teeth, and grinned. Honestly–it was a shame that Manon had to kill her.
I'd hate for you to waste away into nothing. It'd be a shame to lose the most beautiful woman in the world so soon into her immortal, wicked life.
Perhaps the Darkness was another world, another realm. Perhaps she'd gone to the hell-realm the humans so feared.She hated Death.And Death could go to hell, too
But anyone with witch-blood in their veins was worth keeping an eye on.Or Thirteen.
Manon rubbed at her eyes and braced her elbows on her knees, peering into the drop below.She would have dismissed her, wouldn't have thought twice about it, if it hadn't been for that look in Keelie's...
Aelin Galathynius looked at Manon Blackbeak over their crossed swords and let out a low, vicious snarl.
Wrong kind of witch. - Manon Blackbeak
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