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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e5f0ff5 | Lysandra gazed at the ring, then lifted her eyes to Aelin's face-- and threw her arms around her neck, squeezing tight. She took that as a yes. Aelin grimaced at the dull throb of pain, but held on. "Welcome to the court, Lady." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c818b62 | Arobynn looked exactly as he had the last time she'd seen him: a fine-boned aristo face, silky auburn hair that grazed his shoulders, and a deep-blue tunic of exquisite make, unbuttoned with an assumed casualness at the top to reveal the toned chest beneath. No sign at all of a necklace or chain. His long, muscled arm was draped across the back of the bench, and his tanned, scar-flecked fingers drummed a beat in time with the hall music. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| c24a6dc | The prince inside her did not notice when she began to nibble at him Bit by bit, she stole morsels of the otherworldly creature that had taken her body for its skin, who did such despicable things with it. The creature noticed the day she took a bigger bite--big enough that it screamed in agony. Before it could tell anyone, she leaped upon it, tearing and ripping with her shadowfire until only ashes of malice remained, until it was no more .. | pg442 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ea9726e | Even as he said my most private thoughts, even as I burned with outrage and shame, I trembled at the grip still on my mind. Rhysand turned to the High Lord. "I'm curious: Why did she wonder if it would feel good to have you bite her breast the way you bit her neck?" "Let. Her. Go." Tamlin's face was twisted with such feral rage that it struck a different, deeper chord of terror in me." -- | feyre mind-control mind-reading private-thoughts rhys rhysand tamlin | Sarah J. Maas | |
| feda9b7 | the way music could break and heal and make everything seem possible and heroic. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8ff736f | It is the strength of this that matters. No matter where you are, no matter how far, this will lead you home. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 3da50c1 | I am Celaena Sardothien,Adarlan's Assasin.If these men knew who i was,they'd stop laughing.I am Celaena Sardothien.I am going to win.I will not be afraid. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 1c17811 | My bowels turned watery. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| a437a0f | We do not look back, Chaol. It helps no one and nothing to look back. We can only go on. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 49dad4c | Moving her to another location--she had once warned a young healer about that. Had told her if an attacker tried to move her, they would most definitely kill her, and she was to make a final stand before they could. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5bb1006 | Lysandra sat in bed, face drawn but eyes narrowed at the queen. It was the shifter who purred, "Enjoy your ride?" Aedion didn't dare move and was giving Dorian a warning look to do the same. Rowan bit down against the rage at the sight of other males near his queen, reminding himself that they were his friends, but-- That primal rage stumbled as he felt Aelin's shuddering relief upon finding the shifter mostly healed and lucid. But his quee.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| bbdebb3 | If she herself could change so much in two years, perhaps so could Lysandra. And for a moment, she wondered how another young woman's life would have been different if she had stopped to talk to her--really to Kaltain Rompier, instead of dismissing her as a vapid courtier. What would have happened if Nehemia had tried to see past Kaltain's mask, too. | kaltain-rompier lysandra pg85 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 4e8f219 | I see you inherited your father's temper," Darrow sneered. "Is this how you plan to rule? When you don't like someone, you'll threaten them?" | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7b2ab99 | She would find that love again--one day. And it would be deep and unrelenting and unexpected, the beginning and the end and eternity, the kind that could change history, change the world. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| eb14dd3 | Cairn groaned as unconsciousness gave way. By the time Cairn awoke, chained to that metal table, Rowan was ready. Cairn beheld who stood over him, the tool in Rowan's tattooed hand, the others he had also laid out on that piece of velvet, and began thrashing. The iron chains held firm. Then Cairn beheld the frozen rage in Rowan's eyes. Understood what he intended to do with that sharp, sharp knife. A dark stain spread across the front of Ca.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d1dd030 | Fine. A man--faerie--of few words. I had killed his friend, was an unwanted guest. I wouldn't want to talk to me, either. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 6a5a43b | There was good in people--deep down, there was always a shred of good. There had to be. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 0cf1eff | 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. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cfba3f9 | 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.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| fa6970b | 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." -- | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| adae150 | 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." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 76e6d0a | 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." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 773c7ba | If there were music and movements that embodied the wildness and recklessness and immortality of youth, they were here, on this dance floor. Doneval | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| f81f63d | 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." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| cd4a0d3 | 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. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8e946a5 | Talk. Talk about what had been haunting her these months. Haunting every thought, every dream, every breath. Talk. | sarah-j-maas sj-maas the-assasin-s-blade the-assassin-and-the-desert | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 6fa18da | The Lord of the North, who had survived, as she had, against all odds. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 5d7403f | So here we are, with the fate of our immortal world in the hands of an illiterate human. | illiterare rhysand | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 0cf66a2 | Father, brother, lover--he'd never really declared himself any of them. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 7dccb16 | That's enough," I said." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 656980e | 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.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| d3af221 | 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. | feyre love rhysand young-adult | Sarah J. Maas | |
| d8f435b | thanks to the sturdy wooden cane she procured for him, he could stand, and he could walk. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4a0899e | 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.. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 8e66e09 | A few fires flickered, plumes of dark smoke marring the ruby sky. | brutally-beautiful fire retelling sarahjmaas | Sarah J. Maas | |
| ba1d75a | 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. | pg442 | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 107958c | 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.. | evangeline kingdom-of-ash | Sarah J. Maas | |
| 879d5f3 | 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.. | dorian-havilliard | Sarah J. Maas | |
| fb67897 | 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." | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 4e6c568 | 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. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 195af2f | Selina Kyle blew out a long breath as she lifted her chin and stepped into the sound and the light and the wrath. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| 55f9b34 | She battered her eyelashes and readjusted her shackles as though they were lace gloves... | fire-breathing-bitch-queen throne-of-glass | Sarah J Maas | |
| f314827 | Por las estrellas que escuchan, y los suenos que son respondidos. | Sarah J. Maas | ||
| b1dbddf | 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." | aelin-ashryver-galathynius | Sarah J. Maas |