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The kitchen sounds turned muffled as she let herself spiral down, contemplating that horrible realization again and again: she could not remember what it was like to be free.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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His lips were smooth against my skin, his breath warm, and my knees buckled as he lifted my other hand to his mouth and kissed it, too. Kissed it carefully - in a way that made heat begin pounding in my core, between my legs.
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sex
tamlin
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Not forever,' he said onto my mouth. And though I knew it was a lie, I put my arms around his neck and kissed him.
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kiss
love
tamlin
forever
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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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Where is Aelin? Where is my wife?
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rowaelin
rowan-whitethorn
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Up close, though, these warring hues were offset by the brilliant ring of gold around her pupils.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He was using his words as chains to bind her again.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I heard a story," Aedion drawled to Rowan, "that you killed an enemy warlord using a table." "Please,"Aelin said. "Who the hell told you that?" "Quinn-your uncle's Captain of the Guard. He was an admirer of Prince Rowan's. He knew all the stories." Aelin slid her eyes to Rowan, who smirked, bracing his sparring stick on the floor. "You can't be serious," she said. "What-you squashed him to death like a pressed grape?"
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humor
throne-of-glass
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f10e7e8
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Porque estoy cansado y estoy solo, y tu eres la unica persona con la que puedo hablar sin ponerme en peligro.>>
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Everything about the stranger radiated sensual grace and ease. High Fae, no doubt. His short black hair gleamed like a raven's feathers, offsetting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, eevn in the firelight They twinkled with amusent as he beheld me.
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rhysand
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Sarah J. Maas |
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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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Welcome to the court, pup
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rowan-whitethorn
kingdom-of-ash
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Sarah J. Maas |
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It would be won by a woman willing to gamble with an entire island full of people to get what she needed to save them all. A woman whose friends were equally willing to play along, to rip their souls to shreds if it meant saving the greater population. They knew the weight of the lives panicking around them if they gambled wrong. Aelin perhaps more than anyone else. Aelin and Rolfe stalked through the open tavern doorway and into the street..
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And he had the nerve once his powers were back to shove me into a cage. The nerve to say I was no longer useful; I was to be cloistered for his peace of mind. He'd given me everything I needed to become myself, to feel safe, and when he got what he wanted--when he got his power back, his lands back ... he stopped trying. He was still good, still Tamlin, but he was just ... wrong.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ca5caac
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This had better be important." "Perhaps if you hadn't been reading all night, you wouldn't be so exhausted," snapped the young man seated across from her."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I twisted, my loose clothes sliding over my shoulders, my waist. I hadn't realized how much weight I'd lost. Despite things creeping back to normal. I said, "Don't you have other things to deal with?" "Of course I do," he said, shrugging. "I have so many things to deal with that I'm sometimes tempted to unleash my power across the world and wipe the board clean. Just to buy me some damned peace." He grinned, bowing at the waist. Even that c..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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We were a song that had been sung from the very first ember of light in the world.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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What about my kiss?
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acotar
tamlin
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Rhys squeezed my hand as he looked to me at last. "And if I had not met my mate ..." His words failed him as silver lined his eyes. He said down the bond, *I would have waited five hundred more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all of the time we were allowed to have ... The wait was worth it.*"
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You know how quickly this can end, Aelin," Maeve said. Aelin kept her eyes shut. "Tell me where you hid the Wyrdkeys, swear the blood oath ... The order doesn't matter, I suppose." Aelin opened her eyes. Lifted her bound hands before her. And gave Maeve an obscene gesture, as filthy and foul as she'd ever made." --
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Honestly, Dorian had no idea how Aelin had survived months of this--let alone fallen in love with the warrior while she did. Though he supposed both the queen and prince possessed a sadistic streak that made them compatible. Some
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Helion let out a dark laugh.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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51e60f0
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No--she wasn't human at all. Celaena was Fae.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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1e690e8
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It was foolish to even start down this road, when every other man she'd let in had left some wound, in one way or another, accidentally or not.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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56753eb
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You do what you love, what you need.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And who, exactly, told you this?" Rhys said with a lift of the brow, not showing one ounce of ire, of surprise. Steps sounded. But we all went for our weapons as Jurian strolled into the guardhouse and said, "I did."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Where do men find it in themselves to do such monstrous things? How do they find it acceptable? "We'll make them pay for it in the end." Celaena grasped Ansel's hand. The girl squeezed back. "We'll see to it that they pay." "Yes." Ansel shifted her gaze back to the stars. "Yes, we will."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Afraid she and I had a summer romance?" That insufferable grin was still there. "I hope you did. I certainly enjoyed myself this summer." The smile faded at that. "What do you mean?" She brushed an invisible fleck of dust off her red gown. "Let's just say that the son of the Mute Master was far more welcoming than the other Silent Assassins."
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sam
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Sarah J. Maas |
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The room behind me was dark. 'Thief,' intoned a lovely voice in the blackness... 'You have seen my twin,' the Weaver hissed softly-- with a hint of wonder. 'I smell him on you.'... Somewhere deep in the room, I FELT her move. Felt her stand. And take a step toward me. 'What are you,' the Weaver breathed.
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down to the river itself, the water so smooth that the stars and lights blended on its dark surface like a living ribbon of eternity.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Maps had always interested her; there was something bewitching in knowing one's precise location in relation to others on the earth.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And when she grasped the dagger, its weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into the very core of her, and said, "Fireheart."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I didn't want you to feel inadequate,
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She had looked at that cottage with hope; I had looked at it with nothing but hatred. And I knew which one of us had been stronger.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Her wrath became a song in her blood as she ended them.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He supposed any lick of self-consciousness had been flayed from her under the whips of Endovier. Even though he'd tattooed over the bulk of the scars on her back, their ridges remained. The nightmares, too--when she'd still startle awake and light a candle to drive away the blackness they'd shoved her into, the memory of the lightless pits they'd used for punishment. His Fireheart, shut in the dark.
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pg399
rowan-whitethorn
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He'd think about that later.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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The Yulemas Ball. Maybe earlier. Maybe even Samhuinn, when I brought you this ring. But Yulemas was the first time I realized I didn't like the idea of you with--with someone else.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He values loyalty, cunning, compassion.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ae636c3
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Yet Lysandra did not slow. She did not stop. For Evangeline. For her future. For her freedom. For the friends who had come for her.
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pg569
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He winked at my gaping mouth. "I had to keep myself busy to avoid missing you." Mor"
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She would tuck Sam into her heart, a bright light for her to take out whenever things were darkest. And then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world had held nothing but possibility. No matter what they did to her, they could never take that away. She would not break.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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24d46b9
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Perhaps there was an unstoppable magic inherent in music and art.
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magic
music
celaena-sardothien
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Sarah J. Maas |
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32a9a09
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Someone who might-who did understand what it was like to be crippled at your very core, someone who was still climbing inch by inch out of that abyss.
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Sarah J. Maas |