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There was good in people--deep down, there was always a shred of good. There had to be.
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She didn't tell the Healer on High that she wasn't entirely sure how much longer she'd be a help--not yet. Hadn't whispered a word of that doubt to anyone, even Chaol. Yrene's hand drifted across her abdomen and lingered.
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You look ... ," Gavriel breathed, sinking into his chair. "You look so much like her." Aedion knew Gavriel didn't mean Aelin. Even Fenrys looked at the Lion now, at the grief rippling in those tawny eyes. But Aedion barely remembered his mother. Barely recalled anything more than her dying, wrecked face. So he said, "She died so your queen wouldn't get her claws on me." He wasn't sure his father was breathing. Lysandra stepped closer, a sol..
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He laughed, surprised he could even do so. "He's a handsome bastard, I'll give him that." "I think Maeve likes to collect pretty men." Aedion snorted. "Why not? She has to deal with them for eternity. They might as well be pleasant to look at." She laughed again, and the sound loosed a weight from his shoulders." --
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Like Hasar, she isn't an easy person to be with, to understand. Aelin frightens everyone." He snorted. "But not him. I think that's why she fell in love with him, against her best intentions. Rowan beheld all Aelin was and is, and he was not afraid."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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It was a ... rough period for me. Everything I knew was trampled. Everything. And she ... I think I placed the blame for a great deal of it upon her. Began to see her as a monster." "Is she?" "It depends on who's telling the story, I suppose."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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If there were music and movements that embodied the wildness and recklessness and immortality of youth, they were here, on this dance floor. Doneval
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Fenrys snorted, toying with a small curl of golden hair at his nape. "How you even manage to walk with that much steel on you, Whitethorn, has always been a mystery to me." Rowan said smoothly, "How no one has ever cut out your tongue just to shut you up has always been a mystery to me as well." An edged chuckle. "I've been told it's my best feature. At least the women think so."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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This is Truth-Teller...It has never failed me once...Some people say it has magic and will always strike true. He gentle took her hand and pressed the hilt of the legendary blade into it. It will serve you well.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Talk. Talk about what had been haunting her these months. Haunting every thought, every dream, every breath. Talk.
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sj-maas
the-assasin-s-blade
the-assassin-and-the-desert
sarah-j-maas
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Sarah J. Maas |
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The Lord of the North, who had survived, as she had, against all odds.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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So here we are, with the fate of our immortal world in the hands of an illiterate human.
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illiterare
rhysand
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Father, brother, lover--he'd never really declared himself any of them.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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That's enough," I said."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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But why? Why can't you let it go?" He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Because I love you!" Her mouth fell open. "I love you," he repeated, shaking her again. "I have for years. And he hurt you and made me watch because he's always known how I felt, too. But if I asked you to pick, you'd choose Arobynn, and I. Can't. Take. It." The only sounds were their breathing, an uneven beat against the rushing of the sewer river. "You're a damned..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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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.
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young-adult
love
rhysand
feyre
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Sarah J. Maas |
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thanks to the sturdy wooden cane she procured for him, he could stand, and he could walk.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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So Chaol brushed away her tears, lifted her chin, and kissed her. The kiss obliterated her. It was like coming home or being born or suddenly finding an entire half of herself that had been missing. His lips were hot and soft against hers--still tentative, and after a moment, he pulled back far enough to look into her eyes. She trembled with the need to touch him everywhere at once, to feel him touching her everywhere at once. He would give..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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A few fires flickered, plumes of dark smoke marring the ruby sky.
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brutally-beautiful
sarahjmaas
retelling
fire
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Sarah J. Maas |
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ba1d75a
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She had once believed that she'd been born to be queen. She had since learned that she'd been born to be a wolf.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Before my first battle," Aedion said to the girl, "I spent the entire night in the privy." Evangeline squeaked, "You?" Aedion smirked. "Oh yes. Quinn, the old Captain of the Guard, said it was a wonder I had anything left inside me by the time dawn broke." An old ache filled Aedion's chest at the mention of his mentor and friend, the man he'd admired so greatly. Who had made his final stand, as Aedion would, on the plain beyond this city. E..
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evangeline
kingdom-of-ash
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She felt as if she had been crying without end for minutes now. Yet this parting, this final farewell ... Aelin looked at Chaol and Dorian and sobbed. Opened her arms to them, and wept as they held each other. "I love you both," she whispered. "And no matter what may happen, no matter how far we may be, that will never change." "We will see you again," Chaol said, but even his voice was thick with tears. "Together," Dorian breathed, shaking..
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dorian-havilliard
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Rowan swallowed once. Twice. "There was... there was an uprising at the Calaculla labor camp," he said. Her heart stumbled on a beat. "After Princess Nehemia was assassinated, they say a slave girl killed her overseer and sparked an uprising. The slaves seized the camp." He took a shallow breath. "The King of Adarlan sent two legions to get the slaves under control. And they killed them all."
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I will use these powers - powers - to smash Hybern to bits. I will burn them, and drown them, and freeze them. I will use these powers to heal the injured. To shatter through Hybern's wards. I have done so already, and I will do so again. And if you think that my possession of a kernel of your magic is your biggest problem, then your priorities are out of order.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Selina Kyle blew out a long breath as she lifted her chin and stepped into the sound and the light and the wrath.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She battered her eyelashes and readjusted her shackles as though they were lace gloves...
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throne-of-glass
fire-breathing-bitch-queen
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Sarah J Maas |
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Por las estrellas que escuchan, y los suenos que son respondidos.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Aedion rubbed at his face. "Do you understand what it was like to sit on my ass while you were gone? You said two hours. What was I supposed to think?" "Aedion," she said as calmly as she could, and pulled off her filthy gloves before taking his broad, callused hand. "I get it. I do."
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aelin-ashryver-galathynius
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Sarah J. Maas |
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She's your mate, Amren bit at me, not your spy go get her. She is my mate and my spy, I said too quietly. And she is the high lady of the night court. Not a consort,not wife. Feyre is high lady of the night court, my equal in every way.
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young-adult
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Sarah J. Maas |
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But I won't be. Every day that you're there, I will wonder what has become of you. I won't ... I won't forget you. Not for one hour.
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She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire.
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heir-of-fire
hof
sarah-j-maas
tog
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So I laid a hand on his forearm, savoring the corded strength beneath, and nestled my head back against his chest. "I wish I had days to spend with you-- like this," I managed to say as my eyelids drooped. "Just me and you." "We will." He kissed my hair. "We will."
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young-adult
love
rhysand
feyre
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Hw would probably have been even more scandalised to learn I'm not wearing any undergarments beneath this dress.' - Aelin Ashrvyer Galathynius
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throne-of-glass
queen-of-shadows
sarah-j-maas
scandalize
tog
undergarments
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Rowan raced beside her, but made no move to grab her. No, Rowan was ... playing. He threw a glance at her, breathing hard but evenly. And it might have been the sun through the canopy, but she could have sworn that she saw his eyes alight with a glimmer of that same, feral contentment. She could have sworn he was smiling.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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There was a string--a string tied to my gut that pulled me toward those hills, commanding me to go, to hear the faerie drums
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Sam," she murmured into his chest. "Hmm?" She peeled away from him, stepping out of his arms. "If you ever tell anyone about me embracing you ... I'll gut you." Sam"
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Sarah J. Maas |
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His skin shimmered with veins of pure gold -- iridescent, like a blue butterfly.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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2eea892
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She slid of out his grasp. "If we live through tomorrow, you'll get the rest." He didn't know whether to laugh or roar. "Are you trying to bribe me into surviving?"
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rowan-whitehorn
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Sarah J. Maas |
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0c8c55e
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but ... talking to you. Laughing with you. I missed having you in my bed, but missed having you as my friend even more.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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e7be01d
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I love it when you look at me like that." The purr in his voice heated my blood. "Like what?" "Like my power isn't something to run from. Like you see me."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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233900a
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Why does anything cling to something?
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Sarah J. Maas |
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3e2c47e
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You'll find out when my fangs are buried in your neck," she said. "Why not right now?" Cain breathed. "Come on--hit me. Hit me with all that rage you feel every time you force yourself to miss the bull's-eye, or when you slow yourself down so you don't scale walls as fast as me. Hit me, Lillian," he whispered so only she could hear, "and let's see what that year in Endovier really taught you." Celaena's heart leapt into a gallop. He knew. H..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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b596a36
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The mix of awe and anger and the realisation that the world was large, and beautiful, and sometimes so overwhelming in its wonder that it was impossible to drink it all down at once
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Sarah J. Maas |
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You're still lovely," Mor said a bit gently.
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a-court-of-thorns-and-roses
a-court-of-wings-and-ruin
acomaf
acotar
acowar
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