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Are you ashamed of what I've done?" she dared to ask. His brow creased. "Why would you ever think that?" She couldn't quite look him in the eye as she ran a finger down the blanket. "Are you?" Aedion was silent long enough that she lifted her head - but found him gazing toward the door, as though he could see through it, across the city, to the captain. When he turned to her, his handsome face was open - soft in a way she doubted many ever..
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friendship
love
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aelin-ashryver-galathynius
queen-of-shadows
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I'd much rather you licked my wounds for me. My heart pounded, faster and faster, and a strange sort of rush went through my veins as I read the sentence again and again. A challenge. I clamped my lips shut to keep from smiling as I wrote, Lick you where, exactly? The paper vanished before I'd even completed the final mark. His reply was a long time coming. Then, Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre. I'd like to start with "Everywhere," but ..
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Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well."
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fantasy
love
ya-fiction
chaol
crown-of-midnight
dorian
throne-of-glass
celaena-sardothien
price
princess
ya
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And my heart shifted a bit in my chest as I said to him with no guile whatsoever, "I won't tell anyone unless you say so." The weight of that jeweled knife and belt seemed to grow. "I wish I had been there to stop it. I should have been there to stop it." I meant every word. Lucien squeezed our linked arms as we rounded a hedge, the house rising up before us. "You are a better friend to me, Feyre," he said quietly, "than I ever was to you."
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But she was her own champion now. And she would not add another name of her beloved dead to her flesh.
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She kept her stare locked on his as she let go of his face and slowly, making sure he understood every step of the way,tilted her head back until her throat was arched and bared before him. "Aelin," he breathed. Not in reprimand or warning, but... a plea. It sounded like a plea. He lowered his head to her exposed neck and hovered a hair's breath away. She arched her neck farther, a silent invitation. Rowan let out a soft groan and grazed hi..
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trust
rowan-whitethorn
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Sarah J. Maas |
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2fecec0
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You could rattle the stars, that's what scares you the most
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Sarah J. Maas |
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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.
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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."
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For across every mountain, spread beneath the green canopy of Oakwald, carpeting the entire Plain of Theralis, the kingsflame was blooming.
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kingdom-of-ash
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Azriel shrugged. "We--Rhys, Cass, and I--will occasionally remind each other that what we think to be our greatest weakness can sometimes be our biggest strength. And that the most unlikely person can alter the course of history."
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I don't know why I feel so tremendously ashamed of myself for leaving them. Why it feels so selfish and horrible to paint. I shouldn't--shouldn't feel that way, should I? I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it." The rose hung limply from my fingers. "All those years, what I did for them . . . And they didn't try to stop you from taking me."
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tamlin
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Sarah J. Maas |
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You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre?!
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We're all risking something." There was so little of the friend he'd grown up with. The prince glanced at his pocket watch. "I need to go." Dorian stalked to the stairs, and there was no fear in his face, no doubt, as he said, "You gave me the truth today, so I'll share mine: even if it meant us being friends again, I don't think I would want to go back to how it was before -- who I was before. And this..." He jerked his chin toward the sca..
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Rowan looked into her eyes, into the very core of her, and said, "Fireheart."
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And then that voice from behind her said her name again. "Celaena." They had done this. Her bloody fingers slid down Dorian's face, to his neck. He just stared at her, suddenly still. "Celaena," a familiar voice said. A warning. They had did this. They had betrayed her. Betrayed Nehemia. They had taken her away. Her nail brushed Dorian's exposed throat. " " the voice said. Celaena slowly turned. Chaol stared at her, a hand on his sword. The..
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nehemia-s-death
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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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sam-cortland
celaena-sardothien
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You, Celaena Sardothien, are charged with the deaths of the following people..." And then he began a long recitation of all those lives she'd taken. The brutal story of a girl who was now gone." --
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At dawn, Aedion had burst in, demanding why they weren't ready to leave--to go home. Lysandra had shifted into a ghost leopard and chased him out. Then she returned, lingering in her massive feline form, and again sprawled beside Aelin. They managed to get another thirty minutes of sleep before Aedion came back and chucked a bucket of water on them. He was lucky to escape alive.
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He let out a soft, lethal laugh that raked claws down her temper.
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A smile tugged at her lips, and her eyes - their eyes - sparkled. 'Hello, Aedion.
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queen-of-shadows
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Celaena opened her arms wide, Goldryn burning bright in one hand. "Behold my power, Maeve. Behold what I grapple with in the deep dark, what prowls under my skin." Celaena exhaled a breath and extinguished each and every flame in the city. The power wasn't in might or skill. It was in the control -- the power lay in controlling ."
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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."
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manon-blackbeak
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Because I can't stay away.
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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 ..
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manon-blackbeak
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The two princes stared at each other, one gold and one silver, one her twin and one her soul-bonded. There was nothing friendly in the stares, nothing human - two Fae males locked in some unspoken dominance battle.
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testosterone-civil-war
rowan-whitethorn
aelin-ashryver-galathynius
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They grabbed for me, but he bared his teeth in a smile that was anything but friendly - and they halted. "No more household chores, no more tasks," he said, his voice an erotic caress. Their yellow eyes went glazed and dull, their sharp teeth gleaming as their mouths slackened. "Tell the others, too. Stay out of her cell, and don't touch her. If you do, you're to take your own daggers and gut yourselves. Understood?" Dazed, numb nods, then..
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rhysand
rhys
glamour
mind-control
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We pity you, each and every one of you. For what you do to your children. They are not born evil. But you force them to kill and hurt and hate until there is nothing left inside them--of you ... They have made you into monsters. Made, Manon. And we feel sorry for you.
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A life for a life--but what if the life offered as payment meant losing three others?
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Sarah J. Maas |
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I didn't wait for him to stretch out his hand before I went to him. And looking up into his face I said, "I want to paint you." He gently lifted me into his arms. "Nude would be best," he said in my ear."
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0dae58a
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But for my home, for Prythian and the human territory and so many others ... I would clean my blades, and wash the blood from my skin. And I would do it again and again and again.
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c1c6888
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There's no way in hell I'm getting out of this bed and going for a run," he murmured onto her head. She chuckled quietly. His hands grazed lower, down her back, not even stumbling over the scar tissue. He'd kissed every scar on her back, on her entire body, last night."
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Sarah J. Maas |
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d7961d2
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I read what I like.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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He locked you up because he knew--the bastard knew what a treasure you are. That you are worth more than land or gold or jewels. He knew, and wanted to keep you all to himself.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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Here, with her, he was home.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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A gift. All of it.
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Sarah J. Maas |
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2e3daac
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Everybody is something. Even the most common witch has her coven.
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The weaver went on, "I have to create, or it was all for nothing. I have to create, or I will crumple up with despair and never leave my bed. I have to create because I have no other way of voicing this." Her hand rested on her heart, and my eyes burned. "It is hard," the weaver said, her stare never leaving mine, "and it hurts, but if I were to stop, if I were to let this loom or the spindle go silent ..." She broke my gaze at last to look..
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Sarah J. Maas |
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There was a thing waiting in the darkness. It was ancient, and cruel, and paced in the shadows...
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throne-of-glass
queen-of-shadows
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Sarah J. Maas |
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They could burn the entire world to ashes with it. He was hers and she was his, and they had found each other across centuries of bloodshed and loss, across oceans and kingdoms and war. Rowan
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Are you Elide? You look... so much like your mother... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... She bought me time... I am alive today because of your mother... She told me to tell you... Your mother told me to tell you that she loves you - very much. Those were her last words to me. 'Tell my Elide I love her very much.' - Aelin, to Elide
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Sarah J. Maas |
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As I lifted the ash dagger, something inside me fractured so completely that there would be no hope of ever repairing it.
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hopeless
guilt
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Sarah J. Maas |
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25a7ec6
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She hated Death. And Death could go to hell, too -
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Sarah J. Maas |
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They say you came back different. Came back wrong." A crow's laugh. "I never bother to tell them I think you came back right. Came back right at last." A"
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