“The black water nipping at her thrashing heels was freezing. Not the bite of winter chill, or even the burn of solid… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Lucien. It was Lucien. Lucien, haggard and bloody, panting for breath. As if he'd run from the shore. His gaze settled on… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Elain fell into step beside me, peering at Lucien. He noticed it. 'I heard you made the killing blow,' he said. Elain… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it is decided by the Mother, or the Cauldron, or some sort of tapestry… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Amren said to her, 'I'm surprised you didn't take the king's head back to have stuffed and hung on your wall.' Nesta's… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Azriel arrived first, no shadows to be seen, my sister a pale, golden mass in his arms. He, too, wore his Illyrian… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“But she ignored it, leaning her brow against the cool glass of the window. She let the starlight gently brush her head,… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“She was hungry. She was... doing something. Learning something. ... I put a hand on my chest, leaning against the wood panels… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“That’s quite the specific search...'Sadistic Old-Bag-Murdering Witches'—I can’t even begin to imagine what that involves.” — Stacey T. Hunt Copy Share Image
“It's already ended badly. Now it's just a matter of deciding how we meet the consequences.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Elain said to Azriel, 'Hello.' Az said nothing. No, he just moved toward her. Mor tensed beside me. But Azriel only took… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“I would like to build a garden,' she declared. 'After all of this... I think the world needs more gardens.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
