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this is so aelin focused

“What are you waiting for?” he said, the words near guttural.
“Bastard,” she murmured, and kissed him.
Her mouth was soft and warm, and he bit back a groan. His body went still—his entire world went still—at that whisper of a kiss, the answer to a question he’d asked for centuries.”

god bless men’s pov

“We do not look back, Chaol. It helps no one and nothing to look back. We can only go on.”

woah

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“I want to take my time with you—to learn … every inch of you. And this apartment has very, very thin walls. I don’t want to have an audience,” he added as he leaned down again, brushing his mouth over the cut at the base of her throat, “when I make you moan, Aelin.”
Oh, by the Wyrd. She was in trouble. So much rutting trouble. And when he said her name like that …”

fuck that’s hot

“Tell me what you’re thinking,”.
“I’m thinking that the next time I want to unsettle you, all I need to do is tell you how rarely I wear undergarments.”
His pupils flared. “Is there a reason you do that, Princess?”
“Is there any reason not to?”

ah a good slow burn

i dont get why she had to go alone

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“At least if you’re going to hell,” “then we’ll be there together.”

“I feel bad for the dark god already.” He brushed a large hand down her hair, and she almost purred.
He let out a soft laugh but continued stroking her hair. “You have no idea.”
, “I have no doubt that you’ll be able to free the slaves from the labor camps some day. No matter what name you use.”

aww

“

There would be more time to tell him of what happened next—of the Wyrdkeys and Elena and Nehemia and how she had become so broken and useless. She yawned, and Rowan rubbed his eyes, his other hand still in hers. But he didn’t let go. And when she awoke before dawn, warm and safe and rested, Rowan was still holding her hand, clasped to his chest.”

aww

“He sounded about halfway across the room when his footsteps halted.

His breath caught, harsh enough that she looked over her shoulder.

But his eyes weren’t on her face. Or the water. They were on her bare back.

Curled as she was against her knees, he could see the whole expanse of ruined flesh, each scar from the lashings. “Who did that do you?”

this

“Rowan raced beside her, but made no move to grab her. No, Rowan was… playing.

He threw a glance at her, breathing hard but evenly. And it might have been the sun through the canopy, but she could have sworn that she saw his eyes alight with a glimmer of that same, feral contentment. She could have sworn he was smiling.”

aww this is cute

issa training to be a queen yo

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“To what end?” Celaena asked softly, the anger and the fear dragging her down into an inescapable exhaustion. “You want me to train only so I can make a spectacle of my talents?”

Maeve ran a moon-white finger down the owl’s head. “I wish you to become who you were born to be. To become queen.”

“And he had just sent her into the arms of her strongest potential allies: to the homeland of her mother, the kingdom of her cousin, and the domain of her aunt, Queen Maeve of the Fae.
Celaena was the lost Queen of Terrasen.”
well

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Two spots above Evalin’s name was written Mab. Aelin’s great-grandmother. She was one of the three Fae Sister-Queens: Maeve, Mora, and Mab. Mab, the youngest, the fairest, who, when she died, had been made into a goddess, known to them now as Deanna, Lady of the Hunt”

Well what the fuck

“can I ask why you decided to join me for dinner? You’ve made it pretty clear that you didn’t want to spend any time with me—and I thought you had work to do tonight.”
“Because I have nowhere else to go.”
“Then you will always have a place here.”
”

sometimes you just need people who will understand

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“If they let you out,” Kaltain said, both of them staring into the blackness of their prisons, “make sure that they’re punished someday. Every last one of them.”
“They will be,” Celaena swore to the darkness.”

true

“
She stared at him, panting through gritted teeth, her breath coming quicker and quicker before she roared, the sound filling the room, his blood, his world: “You will never be my friend. You will always be my enemy.”
She bellowed the last word with such soul-deep hatred that he felt it like a punch to the gut.”

wow

“And she would never come back.
And because she was young, and so damn clever and amusing and wonderful, wherever she made her home, there would be some man who would fall in love with her and who would make her his wife, and that was the worst truth of all. It had snuck up on him, this pain and terror and rage at the thought of anyone else with her.”

exactly

“It’s going to take more than a few sultry glances to make me your willing slave, Archer. You should know better than to try the tricks of your trade on me.”
l“And I think you know well enough to realize when I’m not actually using them. If I were, then we would have left the restaurant already.”
…
“Oh, I want to do a lot of things with you.”

OK I LIKE THIS GUY

“One step after another, never slowing down. Let them all watch Cain, let them plot against him. She didn’t need to win the race to prove she was better—she was better without any kind of validation that the king could give her! She missed a breath, and her knees wobbled, but she kept upright. The run would be over soon. Soon.”

yes

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“Are you fond of dogs?” asked the prince. She nodded. Why was it already so hot? “Am I going to be blessed with the pleasure of hearing your voice, or have you resolved to be silent for the duration of our journey?”

“I’m afraid your questions didn’t merit a verbal response.”

u gotta be a little mean

“. She loved clothes—loved the feeling of silk, of velvet, of satin, of suede and chiffon—and was fascinated by the grace of seams, the intricate perfection of an embossed surface. And when she won this ridiculous competition, when she was free… she could buy all the clothes she wanted.”

oh i like her

“
Alice, an attractive older woman who has been married for many years, shared the following advice. “Whenever I want to do something, I convince my husband it was his idea. I’ll say ‘Sweetie, would you like to go to this restaurant or that one?’ He’s paying, so I always let him think he’s the one choosing. And after we’re done eating? I tell him, ‘What a great idea that was!’”

woah i did well

“Every man wants to have sex first;
whether he wants a girlfriend is something he thinks about later
. By not giving him what he wants up front, you become his girlfriend without him realizing it.”

hmm

“Men like things that are difficult. They like to drive stick-shift automobiles. They like to jump out of airplanes, and they like to climb mountains. They like to do the impossible. Therefore, when he has to go out of his way to see you, he is actually happier. It will not feel like work to him.”

ok

“She is honest but does not reveal everything. She isn’t verbally putting her cards on the table. Familiarity breeds contempt and predictability breeds boredom.”

ohh ok

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It isn’t about looks; gorgeous women get dumped every day. It isn’t about intelligence. Women of all types, from brilliant women to women with the IQ equivalent of plant life, pull it off every day. It’s about mystery and learning how to create intrigue.”

yes

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Much of holding your own in a relationship begins with how you hold yourself.
Overcompensating is overcompensating, and it includes everything from calling a man too much to cooking a four-course meal to dressing too provocatively. Remember the saying: The candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long.”

NEVER TALK SHIT ABOUT YOURSELF. SELF OBSESSION !!

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It also gives him something he absolutely needs: the freedom to breathe. If you don’t hear from him for a little longer than usual, show him that you have absolutely no “attitude” about it. This behavior will make him a little unsure about whether you miss him (i.e., "need him") when he isn’t around. It gives him a reason to come your way because he won’t perceive you as needy.”
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life is really about being delulu

“Act Like a Prize and You’ll Turn Him into a Believer

“Sex appeal is 50% what you’ve got, and 50% what people think
you’ve got.”