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"Lowkey struggling to get into this one because I cannot stop thinking about Mistborn or looking forward to the Stormlight Archive. However, I LOVE Denth and Tonk Fah.
3.5 stars so far" — Dec 28, 2025 07:22AM
"Lowkey struggling to get into this one because I cannot stop thinking about Mistborn or looking forward to the Stormlight Archive. However, I LOVE Denth and Tonk Fah.
3.5 stars so far" — Dec 28, 2025 07:22AM
“Through love, all is possible.”
― House of Earth and Blood
― House of Earth and Blood
“Aedion grinned, and ruffled her red-gold hair. “The battle won’t be pretty,” he
said as Evangeline sipped her milk. “And you will likely throw up again. But
just remember that this fear of yours? It means you have something worth
fighting for—something you care so greatly for that losing it is the worst thing
you can imagine.” He pointed to the frost-covered windows. “Those bastards out
there on the plain? They have none of that.” He laid his hand on hers and
squeezed gently. “They have nothing to fight for. And while we might not have
their numbers, we do have something worth defending. And because of that, we
can overcome our fear. We can fight against them, to the very end. For our
friends, for our family ...” He squeezed her hand again at that. “For those we
love ...” He dared to look up at Lysandra, whose green eyes were lined with
silver. “For those we love, we can rise above that fear. Remember that tomorrow.
Even if you throw up, even if you spend the whole night in the privy. Remember
that we have something to fight for, and it will always triumph.”
― Kingdom of Ash
said as Evangeline sipped her milk. “And you will likely throw up again. But
just remember that this fear of yours? It means you have something worth
fighting for—something you care so greatly for that losing it is the worst thing
you can imagine.” He pointed to the frost-covered windows. “Those bastards out
there on the plain? They have none of that.” He laid his hand on hers and
squeezed gently. “They have nothing to fight for. And while we might not have
their numbers, we do have something worth defending. And because of that, we
can overcome our fear. We can fight against them, to the very end. For our
friends, for our family ...” He squeezed her hand again at that. “For those we
love ...” He dared to look up at Lysandra, whose green eyes were lined with
silver. “For those we love, we can rise above that fear. Remember that tomorrow.
Even if you throw up, even if you spend the whole night in the privy. Remember
that we have something to fight for, and it will always triumph.”
― Kingdom of Ash
“Lighting gleamed on the blade, a flicker of quicksilver.
For Wesley. For Sam. For Aelin.
And for herself. For the child she'd been, for the seventeen-year-old on her Bidding night, for the woman she'd become, her heart in shreds, her invisible wound still bleeding.
It was so very easy to sit up and slice the knife across Arobynn's throat.”
― Queen of Shadows
For Wesley. For Sam. For Aelin.
And for herself. For the child she'd been, for the seventeen-year-old on her Bidding night, for the woman she'd become, her heart in shreds, her invisible wound still bleeding.
It was so very easy to sit up and slice the knife across Arobynn's throat.”
― Queen of Shadows
“A strange, ever-changing female scent hit him, and Aedion found Lysandra leaning against the hallway door. Tears gleamed in her eyes even as she smiled.
She gazed at the closed bedroom door, as if she could still see the prince and queen inside. "That," she said, more to herself than to him. "That is what I am going to find one day."
"A gorgeous Fae warrior?" Aedion said, shifting a bit.
Lysandra chuckled, wiping away her tears, and gave him a knowing look before walking away.”
― Queen of Shadows
She gazed at the closed bedroom door, as if she could still see the prince and queen inside. "That," she said, more to herself than to him. "That is what I am going to find one day."
"A gorgeous Fae warrior?" Aedion said, shifting a bit.
Lysandra chuckled, wiping away her tears, and gave him a knowing look before walking away.”
― Queen of Shadows
“I believe everything happens for a reason. Whether it is decided by the Mother, or the Cauldron, or some sort of tapestry of Fate, I don't know. I don't really care. But I am grateful for it, whatever it is. Grateful that it brought you all into my life. If it hadn't... I might have become as awful as that prick we're going to face today. If I had not met an Illyrian warrior-in-training," he said to Cassian, "I would not have known the true depths of strength, of resilience, of honor and loyalty." Cassian's eyes gleamed bright. Rhys said to Azriel, "If I had not met a shadowsinger, I would not have known that it is the family you make, not the one you are born into, that matters. I would not have known what it is to truly hope, even when the world tells you to despair." Azriel bowed his head in thanks.
Mor was already crying when Rhys spoke to her. "If I had not met my cousin, I would neer have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kidness can thrive even amongst cruelty." She wiped away her teas as she nodded.
I waited for Amren to offer a retort. But she was only waiting.
Rhys bowed his head to her. "If I had not met a tiny monster who hoards jewels more fiercely than a firedrake..." A quite laugh from all of us at that. Rhys smiled softly. "My own power would have consumed me long ago."
Rhys squeezed my hand as he looked to me at last. "And if I had not met my mate..." His words failed him as silver lined his eyes.
He said down the bond, I would have waited five hundred more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have... The wait was worth it.
He wiped away the tears sliding down my face. "I believe that everything happened, exactly the way it had to... so I could find you." He kissed another tear away.”
― A Court of Wings and Ruin
Mor was already crying when Rhys spoke to her. "If I had not met my cousin, I would neer have learned that light can be found in even the darkest of hells. That kidness can thrive even amongst cruelty." She wiped away her teas as she nodded.
I waited for Amren to offer a retort. But she was only waiting.
Rhys bowed his head to her. "If I had not met a tiny monster who hoards jewels more fiercely than a firedrake..." A quite laugh from all of us at that. Rhys smiled softly. "My own power would have consumed me long ago."
Rhys squeezed my hand as he looked to me at last. "And if I had not met my mate..." His words failed him as silver lined his eyes.
He said down the bond, I would have waited five hundred more years for you. A thousand years. And if this was all the time we were allowed to have... The wait was worth it.
He wiped away the tears sliding down my face. "I believe that everything happened, exactly the way it had to... so I could find you." He kissed another tear away.”
― A Court of Wings and Ruin
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