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A Court of Frost and Starlight (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3.5)

Sarah J. Maas

Start date: April 1, 2024

Finish date: May 31, 2024

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May 17, 2025 Cami✯ (hiatus — school ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ) rated it really liked it

there was only one song flashing through my mind while reading Rhysand's POV in this book: GROWN MEN CRY. I'm wholly in love with everything he says and does and thinks, and I love how he hates Nesta and how he calls Az and Cass brothers, and how he drawls “Feyre darling” and every fucking thing about him. I love him. 🤭🫶🏻❤️‍🔥🙂‍↕️
the Solstice moments made me cry so hardddd, why does the Inner Circle have to hit me so hard every time?! 😭🫀

“I wanted you, even Under the Mountain,” I said softly. “I c there was only one song flashing through my mind while reading Rhysand's POV in this book: GROWN MEN CRY. I'm wholly in love with everything he says and does and thinks, and I love how he hates Nesta and how he calls Az and Cass brothers, and how he drawls “Feyre darling” and every fucking thing about him. I love him. 🤭🫶🏻❤️‍🔥🙂‍↕️
the Solstice moments made me cry so hardddd, why does the Inner Circle have to hit me so hard every time?! 😭🫀

“I wanted you, even Under the Mountain,” I said softly. “I chalked it up to those horrible circumstances, but after we killed her, when I couldn’t tell anyone how I felt—about how truly bad things were, I still told you. I’ve always been able to talk to you. I think my heart knew you were mine long before I ever realized it.” His eyes gleamed, hands caressing my back. “I love you,” he breathed. “More than life, more than my territory, more than my crown.”
Rhys drawled to Amren, “Shall we start building public toilets for you throughout Velaris, Amren?” “I mean it, Rhysand,” Amren snapped. I didn’t dare meet Mor’s stare. Or Cassian’s. One look and I’d completely dissolve. Amren waved a hand down at herself. “I should have selected a male form. At least you can whip it out and go wherever you like without having to worry about spilling on—”
“Pick on someone your own size,” Cassian said to Amren, shoveling roast chicken into his mouth. “I’d feel bad for the mice,” Azriel muttered. Mor and Cassian howled, earning a blush from Azriel and a grateful smile from Elain—and no shortage of scowling from Amren.
“I have to create, or it was all for nothing. I have to create, or I will crumple up with despair and never leave my bed. I have to create because I have no other way of voicing this.” Her hand rested on her heart, and my eyes burned. “It is hard,” the weaver said, her stare never leaving mine, “and it hurts, but if I were to stop, if I were to let this loom or the spindle go silent …” She broke my gaze at last to look to her tapestry. “Then there would be no Hope shining in the Void.”
“Who used this bed anyway? It’s Amren-sized.” I snorted. “Careful how you whine. Feyre calls us Illyrian babies often enough.”
A present. Wrapped in black crepe paper and tied with silver thread. And beside it, smiling down at me, was Rhys. He’d propped his head on a fist, his wings draped across the bed behind him. “Happy birthday, Feyre darling.”
“Three Illyrian warriors,” I said. “The greatest Illyrian warriors. Are having a snowball fight.” Mor’s eyes practically glowed with wicked delight. “Since they were children.” “They’re over five hundred years old.” “Do you want me to tell you the running tally of victories?”For a moment, he said nothing, his head dipping to study the dress. “My mother made them.” I went still. Rhys smiled sadly at the shimmering gown. His eyes were star-bright. “Long ago, when I was still a boy, she made them—all your gowns. A trousseau for my future bride.” His throat bobbed. “Every piece … Every piece I have ever given you to wear, she made them. For you.” My eyes stung as I breathed, “Why didn’t you tell me?” He shrugged with one shoulder. “I thought you might be … disturbed to wear gowns made by a female who died centuries ago.” I put a hand over my heart. “I am honored, Rhys. Beyond words.” His mouth trembled a bit. “She would have loved you.”
“So build a house for us, Feyre. Dream as wildly as you want. It’s yours.”
“Rhys—it’s too much.” His face became deadly serious. “Not for you. Never for you.” He slid his arms around my waist, kissing my temple. “Build a house with a painting studio.” He kissed my other temple. “Build a house with an office for you, and one for me. Build a house with a bathtub big enough for two—and for wings.” Another kiss, this time to my cheek. “Build a house with rooms for all our family.” He kissed my other cheek. “Build a house with a garden for Elain, a training ring for the Illyrian babies, a library for Amren, and an enormous dressing room for Mor.” I choked on a laugh at that. But Rhys silenced it with a kiss to my mouth, lingering and sweet. “Build a house with a nursery, Feyre.” My heart tightened to the point of pain, and I kissed him back. Kissed him again, and again, the property wide and clear around us. “I will,” I promised.

poor Amren can't catch a break in this House 🥹 ...more

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Jan 03, 2024 Melissa rated it really liked it

"To the dreams that are answered, Rhys."

I wish there was more action but it was a cute little book to go between all the long ones 😂 ...more

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Dec 20, 2023 Selin rated it it was ok

Shelves: own-physical, 2-stars, read-2023, romantasy

This review has been hidden because it contains spoilers. To view it, click here. Final Rating: 2/5
SJM stans, kindly respect my opinions. Thanksss <3

•°. *࿐ "To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return."

Alright. I really did want to enjoy this book. *yawns*
I can understand why SJM published FaS. A war just ended, it is unrealistic for life to have a magical ending where everyone is happy with no trauma to sort through. However, no trauma...was sorted through. *yawns again* Nothing really felt resolved. Sure, Feyre opening a nice art business that ...more

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Dec 09, 2023 sarah*･༓☾ rated it really liked it

4.5⭐️

I honestly didn’t mind this book, it was a nice bridge into seeing and learning the character’s lives postwar. Along with it being the smallest book in the series, I feel like it was the perfect ‘side quest’ lol.

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Jan 11, 2024 Leah Willemsen rated it liked it · review of another edition

Shelves: physical-shelf

Rhys and Feyre gave me some 'ick' vibes this time around. It's like, we get it, you're in love. Can we explore something new? It felt like their story had run its course after the third book (more like the second), and this novella just kept beating the same old drum.

I wouldn't call it a disaster, but it didn't have that spark I loved in the earlier books. The plot was meh (is there really a plot?), and I couldn't help but think, "Is this really adding anything?" It's an okay read if you're itch ...more

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