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...
Not consort, not wife. Feyre is High Lady of the Night Court. My equal in every way; she would wear my crown, sit on a throne beside mine. Never sidelined, never designated to breeding and parties and...
Regardless of his motives or his methods, Rhysand was keeping me alive. And had done so even before I set foot Under the Mountain.
Rhysand stared at me for long enough that I faced him.Be glad of your human heart, Feyre. Pity those who don't feel anything at all.
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.
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.
The great joy and honour of my life has been to know you. To call you my family. And I am grateful - more than I can possibly say - that I was given this time with you all
I stared at the nose I'd seen bleeding only hours before, the violet eyes that had been so filled with pain. Why? I asked.He knew what I meant, and shrugged. Because when the legends get written, I di...
His tunic was unbuttoned at the top, and he ran a hand through his blue-black hair before he wordlessly slumped against the wall across from me and slid to the floor.What do you want? I demanded.A mom...
Hot, hard and so thick that her fingertips didn't meet when she closed her hand around him.
Thus I became Rhysand's plaything, the harlot of Amarantha's whore.
Feyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
It took me a long while to realize that Rhysand, whether he knew it or not, had effectively kept me from shattering completely.
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...
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...
When you healed my arm...You didn't need to bargain with me. You could have demanded every single week of the year. My brows knit together as he turned, already half-consumed by the dark. Every single...
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...
Faeries began calling foul play, demanding Tamlin be released from the curse, calling her a liar. Through the haze, I saw Rhysand crouching by Tamlin. Not to help him, but to grab the-You are all pigs...
I will never stop being grateful to have you in my life, either, Feyre darling. And no matter what lies ahead--a small, joyous smile at that--we will face it together. Enjoy every moment of it togethe...
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