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At least this court won't be boring. - Rowan
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Sarah J. Maas |
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0b3ee4f
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I bet you'll be spitting on Death's face when she comes to claim you, too.
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rhysand
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Sarah J. Maas |
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50f1570
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Give a shout down the bond if you get anything accomplished before breakfast." I frowned at the eye in my palm. "What--literally shout at the tattoo?" "You could try rubbing it on certain body parts and I might come faster." He vanished into nothing before I could hurl the candle at him."
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feure
sarah-j-maas
rhysand
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Sarah J. Maas |
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aa5756c
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She passed through a world where a great city had been built along the curve of a river, the buildings impossibly tall and glimmering with lights.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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For long minutes, we stood there. Until I said, "Let's go find somewhere to eat - outside." "Hmmm." He showed no sign of letting go. I looked up at last. Found his eyes shining with that familiar, wicked light. "I think I'm hungry for something else," he purred. My toes curled in my boots, but I lifted my brows and said cooly, "Oh?" Rhys nipped at my earlobe, then whispered in my ear as he winnowed us up to our bedroom, where two plates..
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romance
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And though his face was calm, his shoulders thrown back, I said, I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything that I am. His hand squeezed mine in answer before he laid my fingers on his arm, raising it enough that we must have painted a rather courtly portrait as we entered the chamber. You bow to no one, was all he replied.
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young-adult
love
rhysand
feyre
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Sarah J. Maas |
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So dashing," one of the girls murmured behind him. Wait until you see my dismount, he almost said."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Aelin had known, though. That he was her mate. And she had not pushed it, or demanded he face it, because she loved him, and he knew she'd rather carve out her own heart than cause him pain or distress. His Fireheart. His equal, his friend, his lover. His wife. His mate.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Nehemia stared at him for a long moment before nodding. "You have power in you, Prince. More power than you realize." She touched his chest, tracing a symbol there, too, and some of the court ladies gasped. But Nehemia's eyes were locked on his "It sleeps," she whispered, tapping his heart. "In here. When the time comes, when it awakens, do not be afraid." She removed her hand and game him a sad smile. "When it is time, I will help you."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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8e58e75
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If you learn to endure pain, you can survive anything.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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e553a07
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What is that?" Manon asked, sniffing subtly. Kaltain just squeezed Elide's fingers. "You find Celaena Sardothien. Give her this. No one else. No one else. Tell her that you can open any door, if you have the key. And tell her to remember her promise to me--to punish them all. When she asks why, tell her I said that they would not let me bring the cloak she gave me, but I kept a piece of it. To remember that promise she made. To remember to ..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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And from far away, Aelin heard another woman's voice. Make sure that they're punished someday. Every last one of them. They will be, she'd sworn to Kaltain. They had lied. Had betrayed Elena and Erilea, as they had believed themselves betrayed. Their green sun-drenched world rippled away ahead. Groaning, Aelin climbed to her feet. She was no lamb to slaughter. No sacrifice on an altar of the greater good. And she was not done yet.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3a30da9
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Celaena's scream was still echoing through the passageway as Chaol leapt off the stairs and hurtled through the misty portal after Fleetfoot.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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edb1b23
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He leaned down, nuzzling my throat. "Don't you want to comfort your mate, who has missed you terribly these weeks?"
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Sarah J. Maas |
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e3a3f77
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The Stag, the Lord of the North. So the people of Terrasen will always know how to find their way home. So they can look up at the sky, no matter where they are and know Terrasen is forever with them.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ce6509b
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She was a ghost. A wraith.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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bc0e37a
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This time, someone would come looking. Hopefully, they'd want to play.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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c5eb631
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You do not have the right to wish she were not what she is.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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What was it like?" Manon asked quietly. "To love." For love was what it had been--what Asterin perhaps alone of all the Ironteeth witches had felt, had learned. "It was like dying a little every day. It was like being alive, too. It was joy so complete it was pain. It destroyed me and unmade me and forged me. I hated it, because I knew I couldn't escape it, and knew it would forever change me. And that witchling ... I loved her, too. I love..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Aedion snorted. "Hurry up with the eggs. I'm going to die of starvation." "Make the bacon, or you don't get any." Aedion could hardly move fast enough."
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aelin-galathynius
pg261
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Sarah J. Maas |
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5b9e100
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For wherever you need to go - and then some. The world needs more healers
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innish
yrene-towers
healer
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Sarah J. Maas |
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a79f3b9
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Rhys was quiet for a moment. :"Do you want me to come with you?" "To paint?" "I'd be an excellent nude model."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Rhys lifted a brow at me. "I expected better from an artist." I stuck out my tongue at him. A heartbeat later, he said in my mind, "Save that tongue for later. I have ideas for it."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She faced Chaol. The wind ripped a few strands of hair from her braid, and she tucked them behind her ears. "No matter what happens," she said quietly, "I want to thank you." Chaol tilted his head to the side. "For what?" Her eyes stung, but she blamed it on the fierce wind and blinked away the dampness. "For making my freedom mean something." He didn't say anything; he just took the fingers of her right hand and held them in his, his th..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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a652ff0
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I think love should make you happy. It should make you into the best possible version of yourself.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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We are the Thirteen, from now until the Darkness claims us." She said it quietly, but knew all could hear her. "Let's remind them why." Manon kicked her mount into action."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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5b81dab
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The issue isn't whether he loved you, it's how much. Too much. Love can be a poison.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Just her, just him. Just as it should be; no loss of life beyond their own, no soul stained but hers. It would take a monster to destroy a monster.
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pg5
the-king
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Sarah J. Maas |
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b28c435
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This was the least she owed those murdered in Endovier and Calaculla--the least she could do, after so long. A monster to destroy monsters. The flames on her left hand burned brighter as Celaena stepped beyond the archway and into the beckoning abyss.
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hope
pg436
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Sarah J. Maas |
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0cefa2d
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She passed through a world of snowcapped mountains under shining stars. Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing out at those very stars. Fae. They were , but this was not her world. She flung out a hand, as if she might signal them, as if they might somehow help her when she was nothing but an invisible speck of power-- The winged male, beautiful beyond reason, snapped his head..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ee0d46e
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Embrace this," she snarled, and flung a hidden dagger from her vambrace at his head."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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8e64f4a
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Keeping her head, Yrene decided, was a very good birthday gift indeed.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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4b5f71a
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You're exquisite," he breathed."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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972fcd3
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Elide did not give her fear another heartbeat to whisper its poison into her blood.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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You brought chocolate--as far as I'm concerned, you're my new favorite person.
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celaena
chocolate
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Sarah J. Maas |
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a488710
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What?" Lucien laughed. "Yes--all those female faeries around you were females for Tamlin to pick. It's an honor to be chosen, but it's his instincts that select her." "But you were there--and other male faeries." My face burned so hot that I began sweating. That was why those three horrible faeries had been there--and they'd thought that just by my presence, I was happy to comply with their plans. "Ah." Lucien chuckled. "Well, Tam's not the..
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great-rite
maiden
high-lord
feyre
tamlin
lovemaking
lucien
power
instincts
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Sarah J. Maas |
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483f46f
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Tam would gut me if he caught you drinking that." "Always looking after your best interests," I said, and pointedly chugged the contents of the glass. It was like a million fireworks exploding inside me, filling my veins with starlight. I laughed aloud, and Lucien groaned. "Human fool," he hissed. But his glamour had been ripped away. His auburn hair burned like hot metal, and his russet eye smoldered like a bottomless forge. That was what ..
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faerie-wine
feyre
tamlin
lucien
drunk
faerie
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Sarah J. Maas |
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be42cd0
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My wings," the faerie whispered. "You'll get them back." The Faerie struggled to open his eyes. "You swear?" "Yes," I breathed. The faerie managed a slight smile and closed his eyes again. My mouth trembled. I wished for something else to say, something more to offer him than my empty promises. The first false vow I'd ever sworn. But Tamlin began speaking, and I glanced up to see him take the faerie's other hand. "Cauldron save you," he sai..
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feyre
tamlin
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Sarah J. Maas |
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da275ff
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Have you peed somewhere and wish to tell me about it?
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Sarah J. Maas |
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778437b
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Does your love for yourself know no bounds?" "Absolutely none."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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aa1b7bc
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That wildness, that untamed fierceness... They weren't born of a free heart, but of one that had known despair so complete that living brightly, living violently, was the only way to outrun it.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ef76785
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I couldn't talk about it, about them--not yet. So I breathed "Later" and hooked my feet around his legs, drawing him closer. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the heart beating beneath. This--I needed this right now. It wouldn't wash away what I'd done, but ... I needed him near, needed to smell and taste him, remind myself that he was real--this was real. "Later," he echoed, and leaned down to kiss me. It was soft, tentative--nothing..
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kissing
passion
high-fae
high-lord
feyre
tamlin
intimate
late
making-love
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Sarah J. Maas |
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32c8b06
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Then, Mother above, Nesta shifted her attention to Cassian, noticing that gleam--what it meant. She snarled softly, "What are you looking at?" Cassian's brows rose--little amusement to be found now. "Someone who let her youngest sister risk her life every day in the woods while she did nothing. Someone who let a fourteen-year-old child go out into that forest, so close to the wall." My face began heating, and I opened my mouth. To say what,..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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a4ef010
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She'd been only eight when Arobynn Hamel, her mentor and the King of the Assassins, found her half-submerged on the banks of a frozen river and brought her to his keep on the border between Adarlan and Terrasen.
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Sarah J. Maas |