“...are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?" "Better," he whispered in her ear.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I'm not leaving you. Not again." Dorian's mouth tightened. "You never left me, Chaol." He shook his head once, sending tears slipping… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Then Celaena and the King of Adarlan smiled at each other, and it was the most terrifying thing Dorian had ever seen.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I'll come back," she said quietly. "I'll come back for you." And he knew that there was more that she wasn't saying,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Aelin was insane, Dorian realized. Brilliant and wicked, but insane. And perhaps the greatest, most unremorseful liar he’d ever encountered.” — 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
“Dorian said smoothly, “You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her.” — 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
“It's Dorian, by the way. Not 'Your Highness'." "Very Well." "Say it." "Say what?" "Say my name. Say, 'Very well, Dorian'." She… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Walk to her. Take her hand. But his feet were leaden, and Dorian could do nothing except watch her. His skin flushed… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian stirred, a cool breeze fluttering in as if his magic awoke as well, squinted at them both, then at the clock… — 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
“You're going to hate the world, Dorian. You are going to hate yourself. You will hate your magic, and you will hate… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Beside his father, Dorian shifted. When she’d been dueling in the competition, he hadn’t seemed to mind her history. What did he… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I didn't realize I looked that bad," Dorian said, his voice raw. He knew then--that the demon inside the prince was gone.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“By the Wyrd!” Dorian laughed. “He’s trained you well already!” He nudged Chaol with his elbow. “From the way you two are… — 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
“Dorian Havilliard stood at the ballroom window, watching Celaena and Chaol dance in the garden beyond, their dark cloaks flowing around them… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“He took all of two steps toward the door before she spoke, the words soft and strained. “Thank you for all that… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“But he knew that this had been the other trap. One for Aedion and Aelin, one for Sorscha. And this one—this one… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dresses?” He was standing so near that she could see the fine thread detail on his jacket, and smelled not perfume, but… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Chaol watched Dorian dip Celaena, watched the way her lips widened in a smile and her eyes burst with light as the… — 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
“Would you like to dance with me?” He laughed. “With you? No.” She looked at the marble floor, her chest tight. “You… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Monster. And yet … For her friends, for her family, she would gladly be a monster. For Rowan, for Dorian, for Nehemia,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian,” she began, and he flicked her on the nose. “Ow,” she said, wrinkling her nose. Though her face was peppered with… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“She touched his arm. “If you need anything, send word. It’ll be a few weeks before we reach Orynth, but—I suppose with… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian might have found it funny—so typically Celaena to make such a flamboyant return—had he not been utterly petrified. She had drawn… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“So Sorscha lifted her head, even as her mouth trembled, even as her eyes burned, and stared down the King of Adarlan.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian padded onto his balcony, needing to feel the river breeze on his face, to know that this was real and he… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“With each day, he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Earlier, she’d been about to walk away—about to leave—when Yellowlegs’s mention of Dorian had stopped her cold. Now she had no choice… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“How long will you keep her here?” Dorian said, looking down the stairs. She had attacked the Captain of the Guard in… — 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
“Oh, Dorian.” She put a hand over her heart. “You’re not about to inform me that you wish to marry for love,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Rena Goldsmith’s unearthly music wove through the cavernous space, wrapping them in a spell that he would have called magic had he… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Dorian shook off the last bit of the cold and walked to his dressing room to change his wrinkled tunic. As he… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Their bodies were lithe and young, the peak of youth and virility. Hips rolled, backs arched, hands twined in the air above… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“The Captain and the Prince In this brand-new, never-before-published scene, Chaol and Dorian discuss the deadly competition that awaits in Throne of… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“servants arrived, bringing their first course—roast boar stew. “Dorian got you an Asterion stallion.” Chaol was staring down at his soup, brows… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“What does he look like? The question was soft- tentative. I knew who he meant. I interlaced my fingers through Rhysand's and squeezed tightly.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“Lysandra chuckled, a surprisingly deep, wicked sound—probably a laugh she never let Arobynn or her clients hear. “Some night soon, I’ll sneak back in… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“I love you. I am in love with you, Rowan. I have been for a while. And I know there are limits to what… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“Perhaps Nesta will take up the blood-drinking habit, too. I certainly believe her threat to rip out my throat. Maybe she'll enjoy the taste.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“To being the most fearsome and imposing girls the world has ever seen.” Celaena raised her goblet high before she drank. As she swallowed… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“have no interest in prisoners or battling today,” Manon said. The Queen of Terrasen gave her a grin. “Good.” Manon turned away, barking at… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“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,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“She bellowed the last word with such soul-deep hatred that he felt it like a punch to the gut.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“Afraid she and I had a summer romance?" That insufferable grin was still there. "I hope you did. I certainly enjoyed myself this summer."… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“There are different kinds of darkness,” Rhys said. I kept my eyes shut. “There is the darkness that frightens, the darkness that soothes, the… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“So you’re going to ask Ress and Brullo to just leave a back door open so you can sneak in?” “Don’t be so simpleminded.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“Gently, he pulled my hands away from my face. Gently, he took my cheeks in his hands and brushed away my tears. I didn’t… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
“I barely saw my silk slipper as it flew through the air, fast as a shooting star, so fast that even a High Lord… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share
