“Celaena drew the sword from her belt. If only she had a blade like Ansel’s, not some bit of scrap metal. It… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Celaena turned to Chaol. But instead of handing her the plain-as-porridge sword she usually wielded in practice, he drew his own blade.… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“For Terrasen,” she said to him. “For our family.” “For Marion.” “For us.” Slowly, Aedion drew his blade and knelt, his head… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“...are you as deft at handling your sword as Captain Westfall?" "Better," he whispered in her ear.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Alone with Rolfe, Celaena raised her sword. “Celaena Sardothien, at your service.” The pirate was still staring at her, his face pale… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“The Sword of Orynth,” Aedion drawled. “A gift from His Majesty upon my first victory.” Everyone knew that sword. It had been… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
“Apparently, a woman can only go so long without a sword between her hands.” — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
