I walked out of Rhys’s touch—realizing he’d kept silent to let me sort it out. Let me figure out how to deal with both of them, as family, but mostly as their High Lady.
I waited for the fear to hit; waited for my body to shriek to find a way to get out of this dinner, but ... nothing. Maybe it'd be a mercy to be ended—A broad hand gripped my face—gently enough not to...
His laugh rumbled against me. Eyes closed, the wind roaring like a wild animal, I adjusted my position, gripping him tighter. My knuckles brushed one of his wings- smooth and cool like silk, but hard...
Her whore I might be, but not without my reasons.
Feyre! someone roared. No, not someone - Rhysand.
Each of us has a beast roaming beneath our skin, roaring to get out.
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.
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.
It took me a long while to realize that Rhysand, whether he knew it or not, had effectively kept me from shattering completely.
I inclined my head slightly, and lowered my shield only long enough to say down the bond: A heartbeat later a sensual caress trailed along my mental shields—a polite request. I let it drop, let him in...
Night Triumphant- and the Stars Eternal.
Maybe you should...go. Why? You seemed so insistent that I train you.I can't concentrate with you around, I admitted And go... far. I can feel you from a room away.A suggestive curve shaped his lips.
You can leave if you're just going to insult me.But I'm so good at it. He flashed one of his grins.
I’m thinking it would be very easy to love you. And easier to call you my friend.
He tugged on the hood, and I savored the shadows and menace and wings.. That's what I'd call the painting.He said softly, I love it when you look at me like that.The purr in his voice heated my blood....
But I hadn't felt like Rhysand's enemy the last time I'd spoken to him, in the hours after Amarantha's defeat. I'd told no one about that meeting, what he'd said to me, what I'd confessed to him.
So I said, He is lucky to have all of you.No, she said softly—more gently than I'd ever heard. are lucky to have him, Feyre. I turned from the door. I have known many High Lord, Amren continued, stud...
Rhys looked up, his face gleaming with tears. He went still as I leaned in, kissing away one tear. Then the other. As he had once kissed away mine.When my lips were wet and salty with them, I pulled b...
He studied the threshold to the bedroom hallway. Azriel, Mor, Amren, and Cassian, he said, marking the eyes I'd painted. You do know that one of them is going to paint a moustache under the eyes of wh...
Where are we going?Rhy's smile widened into a grin. To Velaris—the City of Starlight.