“...are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?" "Better," he whispered in her ear.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“The girl wore her scars the way some women wore their finest jewelry.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“The girl was alluring. Like wildfire, or a summer storm swept off the Gulf of Oro.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“If they wanted Adarlan's Assassin, they'd get her. And Wyrd help them when she arrived.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“You're remarkably judgmental.' 'What's the point in having a mind if you don't use it to make judgements?” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“She couldn't bring herself to care, because those moment she spent brawling were the few moments she felt like herself again.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I name you Elentiya." She kissed the assassin's brow. "I give you this name to use with honour, to use when other… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
If you can learn to endure pain, you can survive anything. Some people learn to embrace it- to love it. Some endure… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Celaena," Chaol said gently. And then she heard the scraping noise as his hand came into view, sliding across the flagstones. His… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Afraid she and I had a summer romance?" That insufferable grin was still there. "I hope you did. I certainly enjoyed myself… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“You always wear that necklace," he said. "Is it another gift?" Though she wore gloves, he glanced at her hand - where… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Roland gave her a courtier’s smile. “And what sort of work do you do for my uncle? ” Dorian shifted on his… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Celaena stared at the dark, tilled earth, a chill wind rustling her veil. Her chest ached, but this was the one last… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“And she was snarling, snarling like some kind of animal as she snapped for his neck. He reared back, throwing her against… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I'm not ill like that,” she groaned. He sat on her bed, peeling back the blanket. A servant entered, frowning at the… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian could only stare at her. This was different from the feral creature she'd become the night Nehemia had died. What she… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“The world slowed to the beat of an ancient, ageless drum. Celaena behold the room. The blood was everywhere. Before the bed,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“And then that voice from behind her said her name again. "Celaena." They had done this. Her bloody fingers slid down Dorian's… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“After a moment, his father looked up from the list and surveyed her. "Well done, Champion. Well done indeed." Then Celaena and… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Celaena threw her weight into the dagger she held aloft, and gained an inch. His arms strained. She was going to kill… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“... the doors to his father's council room were thrown open and Celaena prowled in, her dark cape billowing behind her. All… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
