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810231b But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then. manon-blackbeak queen-of-shadows monsters Sarah J. Maas
dd90d74 War is sanctioned murder, no matter what side you're on. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
0dfe4a3 Each of the scars, the chipped teeth and broken claws, the mutilated tail--they weren't the markings of a victim. Oh, no. They were the trophies of a survivor. Abraxos was a warrior who'd had all the odds stacked against him and survived. Learned from it. Triumphed. manon-blackbeak strength-of-character Sarah J. Maas
66df7fc 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. . pg542 elide-lochan manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
868afb8 Aelin Galathynius looked at Manon Blackbeak over their crossed swords and let out a low, vicious snarl. manon-blackbeak queen-of-shadows Sarah J. Maas
7354a42 "Why," he asked. "Why did you save her?" She dragged a hand through her hair. [...] "Because that golden-haired witch, Asterin ...," Aelin said. "She screamed Manon's name the way I screamed yours." -- manon-blackbeak rowan-whitethorn celaena-sardothien Sarah J. Maas
3acc8a2 How can I take away somebody who means the world to someone else? Even if she is my enemy. asterin manon-blackbeak rowan-whitethorn Sarah J. Maas
7542251 This witch had been crafted from the darkness between the stars. stars romantic magic love manon-blackbeak queen-of-shadows witch Sarah J. Maas
91351e3 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. empire-of-storms throne-of-glass manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
ab5eced "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 one who needs to answer that question." Elide said." throne-of-glass manon-blackbeak queen-of-shadows Sarah J. Maas
23488d1 "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 was possible for no one to have heard it." pg162 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
26b901f The queen looked at the nails, the teeth, and grinned. Honestly-it was a shame that Manon had to kill her. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
4b34eda "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 though no one will remember who she was, I do. I will never forget the color of her eyes, the way she smiled. And I will never forgive them for taking it away." pg509 manon-blackbeak sorscha Sarah J. Maas
2ec999c "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 hands shook, and she fisted them on her thighs. "There is a better world out there. And I have seen it." manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
5f67fb7 "Aelin Galathynius said quietly, "You never stop seeing their faces." It was only when they were rowing for the shore, spindrift soaking them, that Manon realized the queen hadn't meant the Thirteen. And Manon wondered if Aelin, too, had watched that cloak floating out to sea and thought it looked like spilled blood." pg484 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
fd7e492 "Her heart--it had been meant for her heart. And he had taken that arrow for her. The killing calm spread through her like hoarfrost. She'd kill them all. Slowly. They reached the second bridge just as Aedion's barrage of arrows halted, his quiver no doubt emptied. She shoved Rowan onto the planks. "Run," she said. "No--". "Run." It was a voice that she'd never heard herself use--a queen's voice-- that came out, along with the blind yank she made on the blood oath that bound them together. His eyes flashed with fury, but his body moved as though she'd compelled him. He staggered across the bridge, just as-- Aelin whirled, drawing Goldryn and ducking just as the Wing Leader's sword swiped for her head." manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
65f4665 "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 for it themselves. Too long have we preyed on the weak, relished doing so. It is time that we became better than our foremothers." The words she had given the Thirteen months ago. "There is a better world out there," she said again. "And I will fight for it." She turned Abraxos away, toward the plunge behind them. "Will you?" the-thirteen manon-blackbeak kingdom-of-ash Sarah J. Maas
3b1c220 "Aelin ran for Manon, leaping over the fallen stones, her ankle wrenching on loose debris. The island rocked with her every step, and the sunlight was scalding, as if Mala were holding that island aloft with every last bit of strength the goddess could summon in this land. Then Aelin was upon Manon Blackbeak, and the witch lifted hate-filled eyes to her. Aelin hauled off stone after stone from her body, the island beneath them buckling. "You're too good a fighter to kill," Aelin breathed, hooking an arm under Manon's shoulders and hauling her up. The rock swayed to the left-but held. Oh, gods. "If I die because of you, I'll beat the shit out of you in hell." She could have sworn the witch let out a broken laugh as she got to her feet, nearly dead weight in Aelin's arms." manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
14d167e "Why", he asked. "Why did you save her?" She dragged a hand through her hair. A white bandage around her upper arm peeked through her shirt with the movement. He hadn't even been conscious for that wound. He stifled the urge to demand to see it, assess the injury himself--and tug her close against him. "Because that golden-haired witch, Asterin...," Aelin said. "She screamed Manon's name the way I screamed yours." Rowan stilled. His queen gazed at the floor, as if recalling the moment. "How can I take away somebody who means the world to someone else? Even if she's my enemy." A little shrug. "I thought you were dying. It seemed like bad luck to let her die out of spite. And..." she snorted. "Falling into a ravine seemed like a pretty shitty way to die for someone who fights that spectacularly." Rowan smiled, drinking in the sight of her: pale, grave face; the dirty clothes; the injuries. Yet her shoulders were back, chin high. "You make me proud to serve you." A jaunty slant to her lips, but silver lined her eyes. "I know." pg508 manon-blackbeak rowan-whitethorn Sarah J. Maas
77950e9 "Manon rose in the saddle, sliding a leg under her, body tensing to make the jump ahead. And she said to Abraxos, touching his spin, "I love you." It was the only thing that mattered in the end. The only thing that mattered now." manon-blackbeak sarah-j-maas Sarah J. Maas
b020753 "Even if she hadn't slaughtered Baba Yellowlegs, Manon would have killed her just for that spell she'd used to freeze her feet. Etching some foul spell with the man's blood. And now she was going to die. Wind-Cleaver pressed against the queen's blade. But Aelin held her ground and hissed, "I'm going to rip you to shreds." manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
a5f56d9 It was the sound of Elide's weeping-that girl of quiet steel and quick-silver wit who had not wept for herself or her sorry life, only faced it with grim determination-that made Manon snap entirely. She killed those guards in the hall. She saw what they had been laughing at: the girl gripped between two other guards, her robe tugged opened to reveal her nakedness, the full extent of that ruined leg- Her grandmother had sold them to these people. She was a Blackbeak; she was no one's slave. No one's prize horse to breed. Neither was Elide. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
0ddc9a7 Aelin had felt it before: a thread in the world, a current running between her and someone else. She'd felt it one night, years ago, and had given a young healer the money to get the hell out of this continent. She'd felt the tug--and had decided to tug back. Here it was again, that tug--toward Manon, whose arms buckled as she collapsed to the stone. Her enemy--her new enemy, who would have killed her and Rowan if given the chance. A monster incarnate. But perhaps the monsters needed to look out for each other every now and then. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
d9d1a3a "Wrong kind of witch." - Manon Blackbeak" witches throne-of-glass manon-blackbeak hof sarah-j-maas tog witch Sarah J. Maas
22e6309 "Fly, Abraxos," she breathed. Abraxos sucked in a great breath, tucked his wings in tight, and fell off the side of the post. He liked to do that - just tumble off as though he'd been struck dead. Her wyvern, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor." manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
c006eb6 But anyone with witch-blood in their veins was worth keeping an eye on. Or Thirteen. witches pg107 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
4bc04a9 "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 whispered. "My blood runs blue." "Good choice, witchling," Manon said, and the word was a challenge and an order. She turned away, but glanced over her shoulder. "Welcome to the Blackbeaks." . Elide stared after her. She had likely just made the biggest mistake of her life, but . . . it was strange. Strange, that feeling of belonging." pg212 elide-lochan manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
2423c55 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 echoed it, tipping her head back to the clouds around them. They sailed over a sea of clouds, and Abraxos dipped his claws in them before tilting to race up a wind-carved column of cloud. Higher and higher, until they reached its peak and he flung out his wings in the freezing, thin sky, stopping the world entirely for a heartbeat. And Manon, because no one was watching, because she did not care, flung out her arms as well and savored the freefall, the wind now a song in her ears, in her shriveled heart. freedom pg268 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
f4c4a3b . 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 eyes as she fell, fighting with every last scrap of strength to save her Petrah. Or for Abraxos's wing, sheltering Manon against icy rain. The wyverns were meant to kill and maim and strike terror into the hearts of their enemies. And yet . . . And yet. Manon looked toward the star-flecked horizon, leaning her face into a warm spring breeze, grateful for the steady, solid companion lounging behind her. A strange feeling, that gratitude for his existence. love pg534 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
eb1753f "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 sailors particularly happy - especially cleaning up after him." Find somewhere safe, she'd told Abraxos. Had he somehow found the queen? Somehow known this was the only place she might stand a chance of surviving?" manon-blackbeak aelin-ashryver-galathynius Sarah J. Maas
f1c4b60 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- manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
a62bcce 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 didn't know what to make of it, But Manon hoped they'd all survive it. She hoped. hope pg642 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
92faa58 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 away, their wyverns too slow to stop that fatal plunge. But Abraxos was not. And Manon didn't know if she gave the command or thought it, but that scream, that mother's scream she'd never heard before, made her lean in. Abraxos dove, a shooting star with his glistening wings. They dove and dove, for the broken wyvern and the still-living witch upon it. love pg526 manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
9d806b5 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 Abraxos could watch the stars, as he liked to do. pg67 manon-blackbeak cute Sarah J. Maas
ba844ac "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 knives. Manon sheathed Wind-Cleaver along her own back. She flicked her wrists, the iron nails shooting out. She cracked her jaw, and her fangs descended, "Indeed". The queen looked at the nails, the teeth, and grinned. Honestly---it was a shame Manon had to kill her." throne-of-glass manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
49f257e Keelie was still breathing, Manon realized as they neared, the wind tearing at her face and clothes. Keelie was still breathing, and fighting like hell to keep steady. Not to survive. Keelie knew she would be dead any moment. She was fighting for the witch on her back. love petrah manon-blackbeak pg527 Sarah J. Maas
f56b9ca They alighted on a little plateau covered in purple and orange wildflowers, its grasses hissing in the wind. Abraxos was practically grunting with joy, and Manon, her exhaustion as heavy as the red cloak she wore, didn't bother to reprimand him. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
62d7dc2 Does your blood run blue or red? You decide. If it runs blue, it turns out I have jurisdiction over you. Little shits like Vernon can't do as they will to my kind-not without my permission. If your blood runs red ... Well, I don't particularly care about humans, and seeing what Vernon does with you might be entertaining. manon-blackbeak Sarah J. Maas
36b9875 , Petrah had said. Had smiled as she said it. Manon told herself it was for an alliance. Told herself it was for show. But all she could see was the unconditional love in that dying wyvern's eyes as she unbuckled her harness, stood from the saddle, and leapt off Abraxos. manon-blackbeak pg527 unconditional-love Sarah J. Maas
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