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565 pages, Hardcover
First published September 2, 2014
She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.This one was so freaking good. Honestly, when was the last time that the third book in a series was just as good as the first?
And then I am going to rattle the stars.Manon - ruthless, disciplined and wicked - is of the blackbeak witches. She's sent to join the corrupt king's army as a wyvern rider and manages to raise hell while doing it.
There were few sounds she enjoyed more than the groans of dying men, but the wind was one of them.Chaol and Dorian - prim, proper and honestly bit boring - must deal with their ever-collapsing kingdom. From mass murder to magic mayhem, this year is going to the ultimate make-or-break for them.
He would see that world reborn, even if it took his last breath. Even if he had no name now, no position or title save Oath-Breaker, Traitor, Liar.Sarah J Maas manages to weave these three unique storylines together in such an unforgettable way. I could hardly read this one fast enough. I cannot wait to get my hands on the next!
Her dearest friends are characters in books.
- gratitute for the information given about celaena/aelins past
- love for chaols character development
- appreciation for the insanely effective writing and world building
- i was no longer bothered by the characters being split up and sent different directions______________________________
- i immediately bonded with rowan, whereas it originally took me until book #4 to do so
- manons chapters bored me, for some reason, this time around
“So she steeled herself. “I have never told anyone this story. No one in the world knows it. But it’s mine,” she said, blinking past the burning in her eyes, “and it’s time for me to tell it.”
“You cannot pick and choose what parts of her to love. You do not have the right to wish she were not what she is.”But she learns to embrace her powers and control them. Sometimes it takes a monster to fight a monster.
“Perhaps they would never get out of it, perhaps they would never be whole again, but … “Together,” she said, and took his outstretched hand.It's honestly been SUCH an amazing journey on how far our character has come. I mean seriously, her story is just fucking amazing and complex and intricate and everything has meaning and comes together and this world is just awesome
And somewhere far and deep inside her, an ember began to glow.”
“She told him of the years in Rifthold, of stealing Asterion horses and racing across the desert, of dancing until dawn with courtesans and thieves and all the beautiful, wicked creatures in the world. “
“She was not its slave. She was no one’s slave anymore. And if Rowan threw one more damned dagger at her face— He did.”
“Wipe that smarmy, lying smile off your face.” His voice was as dead as his eyes, but it had a razor-sharp bite behind it.
She kept her smarmy, lying smile. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“At least if you’re going to hell,” he said, the vibrations in his chest rumbling against her, “then we’ll be there together.”
“I feel bad for the dark god already.”
“But each morning brought something new, something harder and different and miserable. Gods, he was brilliant. Cunning and wicked and brilliant.
Even when he beat the hell out of her. Every. Damn. Day.”
“She was as much a queen as Maeve. She was the sovereign of a strong people and a mighty kingdom. She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.”
“I will call in every favor, every debt owed to Celaena Sardothien, to my parents, to my bloodline. And then…” She looked toward the sea, toward home. “And then I am going to rattle the stars.”
"She was not becoming anything different from what she always was and always had the capacity to be. You just finally saw everything. And once you saw that other part of her..." Dorian said quietly. "You cannot pick and choose which parts of her to love."
"She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one."
Fireheart—why do you cry?
“Because I am lost,” she whispered onto the earth. “And I do not know the way.”
"I claim you, Aelin. To whatever end."
“You do not have the right to wish she were not what she is. The only thing you have a right to do is decide whether you are her enemy or her friend.”
“She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—and she would not be afraid.”