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"This book is not about finding “the one.” It’s not about butterflies. It’s about dismantling everything we think love is. And everything society has told us love should be. It forces you to do the self reflection you would rather avoid. bell hooks It’s a powerhouse of a woman and I would dare say one of the best feminist writers of our time! 20 pages in and I was already crying." — Feb 16, 2026 02:29PM
"This book is not about finding “the one.” It’s not about butterflies. It’s about dismantling everything we think love is. And everything society has told us love should be. It forces you to do the self reflection you would rather avoid. bell hooks It’s a powerhouse of a woman and I would dare say one of the best feminist writers of our time! 20 pages in and I was already crying." — Feb 16, 2026 02:29PM
“We each survive in our own way.”
― Throne of Glass
― Throne of Glass
“The liquid was delightfully warm, and I strode in until it was deep enough to swim out a few strokes and casually tread in place. Not water, but something smoother, thicker. Not oil, but something purer, thinner. Like being wrapped in warm silk. I was so busy savouring the tug of my fingers through the silvery substance that I didn't notice him until he was treading beside me.”
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
― A Court of Thorns and Roses
“And then I realized. I realized that fear, when embraced, hardens and sharpens. That it becomes rage. That it becomes power. I would not die here.”
― The Serpent and the Wings of Night
― The Serpent and the Wings of Night
“Aelin took a step forward.
One step, as if in a daze.
She loosed a shuddering breath, and a small, whimpering noise came out of her - a sob.
And then she was sprinting down the alley, flying as though the winds themselves pushed at her heels.
She flung herself on the male, crashing into him hard enough that anyone else might have gone rocking back into the stone wall.
But the male grabbed her to him, his massive arms wrapping around her tightly and lifting her up. Nesryn made to approach, but Aedion stopped her with a hand on her arm.
Aelin was laughing as she cried, and the male was just holding her, his hooded head buried in her neck. As if he were breathing her in.
"Who is that?" Nesryn asked.
Aedion smiled. "Rowan.”
― Queen of Shadows
One step, as if in a daze.
She loosed a shuddering breath, and a small, whimpering noise came out of her - a sob.
And then she was sprinting down the alley, flying as though the winds themselves pushed at her heels.
She flung herself on the male, crashing into him hard enough that anyone else might have gone rocking back into the stone wall.
But the male grabbed her to him, his massive arms wrapping around her tightly and lifting her up. Nesryn made to approach, but Aedion stopped her with a hand on her arm.
Aelin was laughing as she cried, and the male was just holding her, his hooded head buried in her neck. As if he were breathing her in.
"Who is that?" Nesryn asked.
Aedion smiled. "Rowan.”
― Queen of Shadows
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