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  • #1
    Soman Chainani
    “Hold on to me!” Tedros yelled, hacking briars with his training sword.Dazed, Agatha clung to his chest as he withstood thorn lashes with moans of pain. Soon he had the upper hand and pulled Agatha from the Woods towards the spiked gates, which glowed in recognition and pulled apart, cleaving a narrow path for the two Evers. As the gates speared shut behind them,Agatha looked up at limping Tedros, crisscrossed with bloody scratches, blue shirt shredded away.
    “Had a feeling Sophie was getting in through the Woods,” he panted, hauling her up into slashed arms before she could protest. “So Professor Dovey gave me permission to take some fairies and stakeout the outer gates. Should have known you’d be here trying to catch her yourself.”
    Agatha gaped at him dumbly.
    “Stupid idea for a princess to take on witches alone,” Tedros said, dripping sweat on her pink dress.
    “Where is she?” Agatha croaked. “Is she safe?”
    “Not a good idea for princesses to worry about witches either,” Tedros said, hands gripping her waist. Her stomach exploded with butterflies.
    “Put me down,” she sputtered—
    “More bad ideas from the princess.”
    “Put me down!”Tedros obeyed and Agatha pulled away.
    “I’m not a princess!” she snapped, fixing her collar.
    “If you say so,” the prince said, eyes drifting downward.Agatha followed them to her gashed legs, waterfalls of brilliant blood. She saw blood blurring— Tedros smiled.
    “One . . . two . . . three . . .”She fainted in his arms.
    “Definitely a princess,” he said.”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #2
    Soman Chainani
    “She had always found villains more exciting than heroes. They had ambition, passion. They made the stories happen. Villains didn't fear death. No, they wrapped themselves in death like suits of armor! As she inhaled the school's graveyard smell, Agatha felt her blood rush. For like all villains, death didn't scare her. It made her feel alive.”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #3
    Soman Chainani
    “In the forest of primeval
    A school for Good and Evil
    Twin towers like two heads
    One for the pure
    And one for the wicked
    Try to escape you'll always fail,
    The only way out is
    Through a fairytale.”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #4
    Soman Chainani
    “What's the one thing Evil can never have... and the one thing Good can never do without?”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #5
    Soman Chainani
    Beauty can only fight the truth for so long...
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #6
    Soman Chainani
    “Only once you destroy who you think you are can you embrace who you truly are.”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #7
    Soman Chainani
    “Gently Agatha touched her face in the mirror, glowing from inside.
    A face no one recognized because it was so happy.
    There could be no turning back now. The bread crumbs on the dark trail were gone. Instead, she had the truth to guide her. A truth greater than any magic.
    I've been beautiful all along.
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #8
    Soman Chainani
    “You’re not evil, Sophie," Agatha whispered, touching her decayed cheek. "You’re human."

    Sophie smiled weakly. “Only if I have you.”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #9
    Soman Chainani
    “Agatha: "If you say anything smug or stuck-up or shallow, I'll have Reaper follow you home."
    Sophie: "But then I can't talk!”
    Soman Chainani, The School for Good and Evil

  • #10
    Soman Chainani
    “And Sophie and Agatha lived happily ever after, for girls don't need princes for love to call... No, they don't need princes in their fairy tales at all”
    Soman Chainani, A World Without Princes

  • #11
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Libraries were full of ideas—perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #12
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You could rattle the stars," she whispered. "You could do anything, if only you dared. And deep down, you know it, too. That’s what scares you most.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #13
    Sarah J. Maas
    “No. I can survive well enough on my own— if given the proper reading material.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #14
    Sarah J. Maas
    “We all bear scars,... Mine just happen to be more visible than most.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #15
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Names are not important. It's what lies inside of you that matters.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #16
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Still, the image haunted his dreams throughout the night: a lovely girl gazing at the stars, and the stars who gazed back.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #17
    Sarah J. Maas
    “With each day he felt the barriers melting. He let them melt. Because of her genuine laugh, because he caught her one afternoon sleeping with her face in the middle of a book, because he knew that she would win.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #18
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I like music," she said slowly, "because when I hear it, I . . . I lose myself within myself, if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once, and I can feel the whole earth roiling around me. When I play. I'm not . . . for once, I'm not destroying, I'm creating.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #19
    Sarah J. Maas
    “She moaned into her pillow. "Go away. I feel like dying."
    "No fair maiden should die alone," he said, putting a hand on hers. "Shall I read to you in your final moments? What story would you like?"
    She snatched her hand back. "How about the story of the idiotic prince who won't leave the assassin alone?"
    "Oh! I love that story! It has such a happy ending, too—why, the assassin was really feigning her illness in order to get the prince's attention! Who would have guessed it? Such a clever girl. And the bedroom scene is so lovely—it's worth reading through all of their ceaseless banter!”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #20
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Of course." He picked up the brown bag of candy on the table. "What's your . . ." He trailed off as he weighed the bag in his hands. "Didn't I give you three pounds of candy?"
    She smiled impishly.
    "You ate half the bag!"
    "Was I supposed to save it?"
    "I would have liked some!"
    "You never told me that."
    "Because I didn't expect you to consume all of it before breakfast!"
    She snatched the bag from him and put it on the table. "Well, that just shows poor judgement on your part, doesn't it?”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #21
    Sarah J. Maas
    “As my friend, you should either bring me along, or keep me company."
    "Friend?" he asked.
    She blushed. "Well, 'scowling escort' is a better description. Or 'reluctant acquaintance', if you prefer.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #22
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I name you Elentiya." She kissed the assassin's brow. "I give you this name to use with honour, to use when other names grow too heavy. I name you Elentiya, 'Spirit That Could Not Be Broken.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #23
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I'm not married,” he said softly, “because I can't stomach the idea of marrying a woman inferior to me in mind and spirit. It would mean the death of my soul.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #24
    Sarah J. Maas
    “You have the skills,” Chaol said, “but some of your moves are still undisciplined.”
    “That’s never stopped me from killing before,” she spat.
    Chaol chuckled at her agitation and pointed his sword at the rack, allowing her to get to her feet.
    “Pick another—something different. Make it interesting, too. Something that will make me sweat, please.”
    “You’ll be sweating when I skin you alive and squish your eyeballs beneath my feet,” she muttered, picking up the rapier.
    “That’s the spirit.”
    She practically threw the rapier into place, and drew the hunting knives without hesitation.
    My dear old friends.
    A wicked smile spread across her face.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #25
    Sarah J. Maas
    “His breath was warm on her neck as he bent his head, resting his cheek against her hair. Her heart beat so quickly, and yet she felt utterly calm—as if she could have stayed there forever and not minded, stayed there forever and let the world fall apart around them. She pictured his fingers, pushing against that line of chalk, reaching for her despite the barrier between them.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #26
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Do you know how far the wall is from the mines?”
    He gave her blank look. She closed her eyes and sighed dramatically.
    “From my shaft, it was three hundred sixty-three feet. I had someone measure.”

    “So?” Dorian repeated.

    “Captain Westfall, how far do slaves make it from the mines when they try to escape?”

    “Three feet,” he muttered. “Endovier sentries usually shoot a man down before he's moved three feet.”

    The Crown Prince's silence was not her desired effect. “You knew it was suicide,” he said at last, the amusement gone.

    Perhaps it had been a bad idea to bring up the wall.

    “Yes.”
    ...
    “I never intended to escape.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #27
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Apparently, a woman can only go so long without a sword between her hands.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #28
    Sarah J. Maas
    “I'm not ill like that,” she groaned. He sat on her bed, peeling back the blanket. A servant entered, frowning at the mess on the floor, and shouted for help.
    “Then it what way?”
    “I,uh...” Her face was so hot she thought it would melt onto the floor. Oh you idiot. “My monthly cycles finally came back!”
    His face suddenly matched hers and he stepped away, dragging his hand through his short hair. “I-if...Then I'll take my leave,” he stammered, and bowed. Celaena raised an eyebrow, and then, despite herself, smiled as he left the room as quick as his feet could go without running, tripping slightly in the doorway as he staggered into the rooms beyond.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #29
    Sarah J. Maas
    “Nor had she missed when they zigzagged between levels, even though the building was a standard grid of hallways and stairwells. As if she'd lose her bearings that easily.

    She might have been insulted if he wasn't trying so hard.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

  • #30
    Sarah J. Maas
    “How long was I asleep?" she whispered. He didn't respond.
    "How long was I asleep?" she asked again, and noticed a hint of red in his cheeks.
    "You were asleep, too?"
    "Until you began drooling on my shoulder.”
    Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass



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