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44d275a
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She would tuck Sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest.
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sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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f6b71d4
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"He removed her hand from his cheek to kiss the tips of her fingers. "I get scared, too," he murmured onto her skin. "You want to hear something ridiculous? Whenever I'm scared out of my wits, I tell myself: My name is Sam Cortland ... and I will not be afraid. I've been doing it for years." It was her turn to raise her brows. "And that actually works?" He laughed onto her fingers. "Sometimes it does, sometimes it doesn't. But it usually makes me feel better to some degree. Or it just makes me laugh at myself a bit."
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sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Wherever you go, I go. Even if that means going to hell itself, wherever you are, that's where I want to be. Forever.
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sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"I love you," he repeated, shaking her again. "I have for years. And he hurt you and made me watch because he's always know how I felt, too. But if I asked you to pick, you'd choose Arobynn, and I. Can't. Take. It."
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sam-cortland
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"You want to know what price I asked for forgiving Arobynn, Celaena?" Sam stood so still the he might have been a statue. "My price was his oath that he'd never lay a hand on you again. I told him I'd forgive him in exchange for that."
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sam-cortland
forgiveness
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"I can wait," he said thickly, kissing her collarbone. "We have all the time in the world."
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love
sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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5abd10d
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"He grasped her by the wrist , running a thumb along the sensitive skin underneath. "Then let me call you Mine for a dance or two" She grinned but someone was suddenly between them, a tall, powerfully built person. Sam. He ripped the stranger's hand off of her wrist. "She's spoken for," he growled, all too close to the young man's maked face. The stranger's friend was behind him in an instant, his bronze eyes fixed on Sam. Celaena grabbed Sam's elbow. "Enough," she warned him. The masked stranger looked Sam up and down, then held up his hands. "My mistake," he said, but winked at Celaena before disappeared into the crowd, his armed friend close behind. Celaena whirled to face Sam. "What in hell was that for?" "You're drunk," he told her, so close her chest brushed his, "And he knew it, too." "So?" Even as she said it, someone dancing wildly crashed into her and set her reeling. Sam caught her around the waist, his hands firm on her as he kept her from falling to the ground. "You'll thank me in the morning." "Just because we're working together doesn't mean I'm suddenly incapable of handling myself." His hands were still on her waist. "Let me take you home."
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dance
enouth
gods-above
spoken-for
sam-cortland
chaol-westfall
dorian-havilliard
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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0d53b45
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He'd loved her so much that she still felt the echoes of it, even now.
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crown-of-midnight
sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"Sam," she said. "I'm trying!" "Sam," she repeated. "No," he spat, hearing her tone. "No!" He began screaming for help then. Celaena pressed her face to one of the holes in the grate. Help wasn't going to come-not fast enough. "Please," Sam begged as he beat and yanked on the grate, he tried to wedge another dagger under the lid. "Please don't." She knew he wasn't speaking to her. The water hit her neck. "Please," Sam moaned, his fingers now touching hers. She'd have one last breath. Her last words. "Take my body home to Terrasen, Sam," she whispered. And with a gasping breath, she went under."
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friendship
love
celaena-sadothien
sam-cortland
heartbreaking
sad
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And Celaena felt it. She felt each footstep, the phantom bruises on her face throbbing with the memory of Arobynn's fists. And suddenly, as the memory of that day echoed through her, she remembered the words Sam kept screaming at Arobynn as the king of the Assassins beat her, the words that she somehow forgotten in the fog of pain: 'I'll kill you!' Sam has said it like he meant it. He'd bellowed it. Again and again and again.
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assassin-s-blade
sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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51434ea
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"I love you," he breathed against her mouth. "And from today onward, I want to never be separated from you. Where you go, I go. Even if that means going to Hell itself, wherever you are, that's where I want to be. Forever."
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love
sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ff92a9b
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Embracing Sam was different, somehow. Like she wanted to curl into his warmth, like for one moment, she didn't have to worry about anything or anybody.
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sam-cortland
the-assassin-s-blade
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3bb29de
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"She shook off his grip. "I am what I am, and I don't particularly care what you think of me." "Well, I care what you think of me. I care enough that I stayed at this disgusting party for you. And I care enough that I'd attend a thousand more like it so I can spend a few hours with you when you aren't looking at me like I'M not worth the dirt beneath your shoes."
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love
cute-moments
sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
quarrel
cute
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Alone in the hallway, Celaena watched the shadows cast by the torches. It hadn't been the mere impossibility of a relationship with Ilias that had made her pull away. No; it was the memory of Sam's face that had stopped her from kissing him.
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sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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aee4bb7
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"You're back," Sam said, as if he couldn't quite believe it. She lifted her chin, stuffing her hands in her pockets. "Obviously." He tilted his head slightly to the side. "How was the desert?" There wasn't a scratch on him. Of course, her face had healed too but... "Hot," she said. Sam let out a breathy chuckle."
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funny
sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
cute
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cd90bec
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"What are you doing?" Celaena lifted another piece of paper. "If His Pirateness can't be bothered to clean for us, then I don't see why I can't have a look." "He'll be here any second," Sam hissed. She picked up a flattened map, examining the dots and markings along the coastline of their continent. Something small and round gleamed beneath the map, and she slipped it into her pocket before Sam could notice. "Oh, hush," she said, opening the hutch on the wall adjacent to the desk. "With these creaky floors, we'll hear him a mile off." The hutch was crammed with rolled scrolls, quills, the odd coin, and some very old, very expensive-looking brandy. She pulled out a bottle, swirling the amber liquid in the sunlight streaming through the tiny porthole window. "Care for a drink?"
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sam-cortland
sass
humorous-quotes
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e5d4d03
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Sam glanced at her, a hint of amusement shining in his eyes. Celaena smiled at him, and the world, for one flickering heartbeat, felt right.
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love
the-assassin-and-the-empire
sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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58f1cc0
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She opened her eyes and found him watching her, his face a mixture of pride and wonder and such open affection that she could see that far-off land where they'd find a home, see that future that awaited them, and that glimmer of hope promised happiness she'd never considered or dared yearn for.
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the-assassin-and-the-empire
sam-cortland
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Sarah J. Maas |
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835c8b6
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The world was waiting--wide open and hers for the taking.
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the-assasin-and-the-healer
yrene
sam-cortland
the-assassin-s-blade
yrene-towers
sj-maas
sarah-j-maas
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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9449a98
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the world was too big, too full of splintered dreams.
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the-assasin-and-the-healer
yrene
sam-cortland
the-assassin-s-blade
yrene-towers
sj-maas
sarah-j-maas
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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226f731
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Not flowers--never flowers in Terrasen. Instead, they carried small stones to graves to mark their visits, to tell the dead that they still remembered. Stones were eternal--flowers were not.
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death
sam-cortland
throne-of-glass
queen-of-shadows
sarah-j-maas
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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d8b5d37
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Celaena knew where she was before she awoke. And she didn't care. She was living the same story again and again. The night she'd been captured, she'd also snapped, and come to killing the person she most wanted to destroy before someone knocked her out and she awoke in a rotting dungeon. She smiled bitterly as she opened her eyes. It was always the same story, the same loss.
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loss
death
pg240
sam-cortland
nehemia-s-death
nehemia-ytger
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Sarah J. Maas |
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8d93d81
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The silence brought back everything around her.
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the-assassin-and-the-underworld
sam-cortland
sj-maas
the-assasin-s-blade
sarah-j-maas
sam
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Sarah J. Maas |
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20337a5
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She couldn't bring herself to care, because those moment she spent brawling were the few moments she felt like herself again.
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the-assasin-and-the-healer
yrene
sam-cortland
the-assassin-s-blade
yrene-towers
sj-maas
sarah-j-maas
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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c061739
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For a heartbeat, the silence peeled back long enough for that question to worm its way into her skull, into her skin, into her breath and bones. And in the dark, she remembered.
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sam-cortland
the-assassin-s-blade
throne-of-glass
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Sarah J. Maas |