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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 8d313c8 | But there was no place like this in the world. Not so serene. So loved by its people and its rulers. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 136bc26 | Rhys clinked his glass against mine. "To the stars who listen--and the dreams that are answered." -- | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| dc39638 | A pulse of surprise, of wicked delight against my mental shields, at the dark, membranous wings I knew were now poking over my shoulders. Every icy kiss of rain sent jolts of cold through me. Sensitive-so sensitive, these Illyrian wings. Lucien backed up at step. "What did you do to yourself?" I gave him a little smile. "The human girl you knew died Under the Mountain. I have no interest in spending immortality as a High Lord's pet" | feyre lucien | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 2d8f742 | Elide found herself not at all afraid as Lorcan caressed her lips with his own. Not afraid of anything as he did it again, kissing one corner of her mouth, then the other. Such | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ccddf9e | He studied my face. "There are a great many things that I wish to do, and don't get to." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cb75776 | Yes, she would go--to Rifthold, to anywhere, even through the Gates of the Wyrd and into Hell itself, if it meant freedom. After all, you aren't Adarlan's Assassin for nothing. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| df170a5 | That flicker he could have sworn he felt in answer, like the fluttering heart of an ember. Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3eb2531 | As I lifted the ash dagger, something inside me fractured so completely that there would be no hope of ever repairing it. No matter how many years passed, no matter how many times I might try to paint her face. More faeries wailed now-her kinsmen and friends. The dagger was a weight in my hand-my hand, shining and coated with the blood of the first faerie. It would be more honorable to refuse-to die, rather than murder innocents. But... but.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 24400bc | You told me Dorian would fix the world, make it better. But if he's gone, if we made the mistake today in keeping him alive, then I will find another way to attain that future. And another one after that, if I have to. I will keep getting back up, no matter how many times those butchers shove me down. | queen-of-shadows | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ec08c5f | Count, or we'll begin again with each stroke you miss. You decide how long this goes on for. Unless you'd rather Elide Lochan receive these strokes." No. Never. Never anyone else but her. Never. But as Cairn walked slowly, savoring each step, as he let that whip drag along the ground, her body betrayed her. Began shaking. She knew the pain. Knew what it'd feel like, what it'd sound like. Her dreams were still full of it. No doubt why Maeve .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5a9dc78 | Maybe you should...go." "Why? You seemed so insistent that I train you." "I can't concentrate with you around," I admitted "And go... far. I can feel you from a room away." A suggestive curve shaped his lips." | mate rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6b2257a | Rhys released my chin. But as he lowered his hand, I gripped his wrist, feeling the solid strength. "It's a shame," I said, the words nearly gobbled up by the sound of the city music. "That others in Prythian don't know. A shame that you let them think the worst." He took a step back, his wings beating the air like mighty drums. "As long as the people who matter most know the truth, I don't care about the rest. Get some sleep." Then he shot.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3d367d4 | He shrugged. "Try thinking of me--how good-looking I am. How talented--" "How arrogant." "That," | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f928f3e | have been degraded and humiliated in so many ways, for so many years," she said, voice shaking. Not from fear, but from the tidal wave that swept up everything inside her, burning alongside the wound in her leg. "But I have never felt as humiliated as I did when you threw me into the snow. When you called me a lying bitch in front of our friends and allies. Never." She hated the angry tears that stung her eyes. "I was once forced to crawl b.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| fc22ca8 | When you give your master his letter, also give him this. And tell him that in the Red Desert, we do not abuse our disciples. | the-master | Sarah J. Maas | |
| eb1753f | Your fussy nursemaid of a wyvern is fine, by the way. I don't know how you wound up with a sweet thing like that for a mount, but he's content to sprawl in the sun on the foredeck. Can't say it makes the sailors particularly happy - especially cleaning up after him." Find somewhere safe, she'd told Abraxos. Had he somehow found the queen? Somehow known this was the only place she might stand a chance of surviving?" | aelin-ashryver-galathynius manon-blackbeak | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 09b12d8 | She would not go quietly. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 15c6182 | For the first time in a long while, she heard the song of a northern wind, calling her home. And she was not afraid. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4c42d18 | Sand whispered behind him as Lorcan stepped up to his side. "I will go with you. I will help you get her back." Gavriel rasped, "We'll find her." Aedion at last looked away from Lysandra at that. But he said nothing to his father--had said nothing to him at all since they'd landed on the beach. Elide took a limping step closer, her voice as raw as Gavriel's. "Together. We'll go together." Lorcan gave the Lady of Perranth an assessing look t.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7a181b8 | He calls himself the Prince of Merchants... He told me that he's got three daughters who live here. And that he failed them for many years. But he would not fail them this time. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7445aa0 | What's the point in having a heart if you don't use it to spare others from the harsh judgments of your mind? | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7680b17 | 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. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3cae977 | So Chaol brushed away her tears, lifted her chin, and kissed her. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c453125 | Given all that had been done to her and all | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0452cee | You're afraid. Of yourself more than anyone else in the world. | fear kingdom-of-ash self | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 5da8788 | I think I preferred it when you wanted to kill me." "Sometimes I think so, too." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 31e4ebd | She was shaking so badly that she tucked her hands into her pockets and clamped her lips together to lock up the words. But they danced in her skull anyway, around and around. You should have gotten Dorian and Sorscha out the day the king butchered those slaves. Did you learn nothing from Nehemia's death? Did you somehow think you could win with your honor intact, without sacrificing something? You shouldn't have left him; how could you .. | chaol-westfall dorian-havilliard inner-thoughts queen-of-shadows throne-of-glass-series | Sarah J. Maas | |
| b35dc23 | Well, I'm late for something incredibly important," Lucien said, and before I could call him on his outright lie or beg him to stay, the fox-masked faerie vanished." | lucien tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 1e95d5b | Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Stay the course, but also plot another one. Adapt. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 674a15f | Murtaugh Allsbrook and his riders spread the news like wildfire. Down every road, over every river, to the north and south and west, through snow and rain and mist, their hooves churning up the dust of each kingdom. And for every town they told, every tavern and secret meeting, more riders went out. More and more, until there was not a road they had not covered, until there was not one soul who did not know that Aelin Galathynius was alive-.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f81ea47 | And the city would have a library, too. A great, wonderful library. Or a bookshop with a knowledgeable owner who could make sure her thirst for books was always sated. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4d59246 | Centre yourself. Fear will get you killed as easily as a weapon. | fear yrene-towers | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 2969df8 | If he was truly as old as she suspected, she was likely little more than a speck of dust to him, a fizzle of life in the long-burning fire of his immortality. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 32cdd32 | Bastard," she murmured, and kissed him. Her mouth was soft and warm, and he bit back a groan. His body went still--his entire world went still--at that whisper of a kiss, the answer to a question he'd asked for centuries. He realized he was staring only when she withdrew slightly. His fingers tightened at her waist. "Again," he breathed. She slid out of his grip. "If we live through tomorrow, you'll get the rest." He didn't know whether to .. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 016cfe5 | She didn't know which one of them moved first, but then Rowan's mouth was on hers, and Aelin gripped his shirt, pulling him closer, claiming him as he claimed her. His arms wrapped tighter around her, but gently--so careful of the wounds that ached. He brushed his tongue against hers, and she opened her mouth to him. Each movement of their lips was a whisper of what was to come once they were both healed, and a promise. The kiss was slow--t.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| ac3f48e | Handsome was a light way of describing what Aedion was. Overwhelming was more like it. Towering and heavily muscled, Aedion was every inch the warrior rumor claimed him to be. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7abf798 | Even before I knew who you were, Aelin, I knew that what you were working toward . . . It was worth it." "What is?" Her throat tightened. "A world where people like me don't have to hide." | lysandra pg315 shapeshifter | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ef66cab | Who do you wish to be? he asked the barely woven tapestry within himself. Let the threads and knots take form, crafting the picture within his mind. Starting small. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 68cd6e9 | She had often wished for adventure, for old spells and wicked kings. But she hadn't realized it would be like this--a fight for her freedom. And she'd always imagined that there'd be someone to help her--a loyal friend or a one-armed soldier or something. She hadn't imagined she would be so ... alone. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 038c629 | My name is Wind," she whispered. "And Rain. And Bone and Dust. My name is a snippet of a half-remembered song." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 18ab413 | Wait," I repeated. The darkness vanished, leaving Rhysand in his solid form as he grinned. "Yes?" I raised my chin as high as I could manage. "Just two weeks?" "Just two weeks," he purred, and knelt before me. "Two teensy, tiny weeks with me every month is all I ask." "Why? And what are to ... to be the terms?" I said, fighting past the dizziness. "Ah," he said, adjusting the lapel of his obsidian tunic. "If I told you those things, there'd.. | deal faerie feyre high-fae high-lord price rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| c222212 | I sensed only an instant of apprehension. She never raised an eyebrow at the question.. Such a brave girl. | Tite Kubo | ||
| fbb085b | I felt like a Jane Austen heroine all of a sudden, confusedly looking on at all the people she loves, their myriad unpredictable couplings and uncouplings. There would be no marriages at the end of this Austen novel, though, no happy endings, no endings at all. Just jokes and friendships and romances and delicious declarations of independence. | Julie Powell | ||
| 89fcc84 | It is a pain in the ass waiting around for someone to try to kill you. | Roger Zelazny |