Empire of Storms (Throne of Glass, #5)

by Sarah J. Maas

Then Manon Blackbeak whirled and brought Wind-Cleaver down upon her grandmother.

AAAAHHH

“You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her.”

“The world,” Aelin said, “will be saved and remade by the dreamers, Rolfe.”

yes🥹

Love had broken a perfect killing tool. Lorcan wondered if it would take him centuries more to stop being so pissed about it.

Lorcan idk if i'll ever like you

They could burn the entire world to ashes with it. He was hers and she was his, and they had found each other across centuries of bloodshed and loss, across oceans and kingdoms and war.

They had not come ten years ago. She wanted them to know she had not forgotten it.

YUH

“I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”

They both turned, giving Rowan Whitethorn horrifyingly innocent smiles. The Fae Prince, to his credit, only winced after they looked away again.

Unleashing a cry that set the world trembling, Prince Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius, Consort of the Queen of Terrasen, began the hunt to find his wife.