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.
Hush. Your hair was so pretty. I was hoping you’d let me braid it one day. I suppose I’ll have to buy a pony instead.
Remember that you will die, and enjoy each pleasure the world has to offer.
Arobynn told me that second place was just a nice title for the first loser.
A smile tugged at her lips, and her eyes – their eyes – sparkled. ‘Hello, Aedion.
Because I can’t stay away.
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.
There was a time when people valued honor and loyalty – when serving a ruler wasn’t about obedience and fear.
Here, with her, he was home.
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.
Everybody is something. Even the most common witch has her coven.
She hated Death. And Death could go to hell, too -.
You look absolutely delicious today, Feyre?!
Here’s a lesson for you Weapons Master,” she said, stalking past him. “Give me real men to fight. Then maybe I’ll bother trying.
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.
As I lifted the ash dagger, something inside me fractured so completely that there would be no hope of ever repairing it.
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.
A life for a life – but what if the life offered as payment meant losing three others?
We held each other in silence for minutes. Hours. Two souls, twining in the dark.
At least if you’re going to hell,” he said, the vibrations in his chest rumbling against her, “then we’ll be there together.