Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3)

by Sarah J. Maas

Her memories of the Fae in Terrasen were foggy, as if someone had smeared oil over them.

I love SJM writing so much

Faster than lightning, his hand shot out and she gagged, jolting as he grabbed her tongue between his fingers. She bit down, hard, but he didn’t let go. “Say that again,” he purred.

“Maybe we could find the way back together.”

And somewhere far and deep inside her, an ember began to glow.

I claim you, Aelin. To whatever end.

She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—and she would not be afraid.