A Court of Silver Flames (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #4)

by Sarah J. Maas

The House had a taste for romance novels.

Me too house, me too

She didn’t wait to hear his words of regret, that this had been a mistake. She wouldn’t let him hold that power over her. So Nesta curled her lips in a cold, cruel smile and said as she left, “Someone’s quick off the mark.”

Biiitch

A golden mask sat upon her face, primitive but embossed with whorls and patterns so ancient they’d lost all meaning. Water sluiced down her clothes, her hair had been ripped from its braid, and in her hand, clenched there … A kelpie’s head dangled by its sheet of black hair, torn-up face frozen in a scream. Exactly as the King of Hybern’s head had hung from her hand.

😂😂😂😂 this bitch and her decapitated heads

“What are you thinking about?” Helion drawled as they approached a shut wooden door. Cassian straightened. He hadn’t realized his thoughts had dragged such a scent from him. He grinned. “Your mother.” Helion chuckled. “I always forget how much I like you.” “Happy to remind you.” Cassian winked.

The way I LAUGHED

You colluded with him. Because you thought Feyre was your property.” Nesta pointed at Tamlin. The ground shook. Cassian swore behind her. Tamlin shrank from her outstretched finger, claws digging into the earth. “Put that finger down, you witch.” Nesta smiled. “I’m glad you remember what happened to the last person I pointed at.” She lowered her arm. “We’re going now.” She stepped back to where Cassian was already waiting, arms open. He wrapped them around her waist. Nesta glanced to Eris, who gave her a shallow, approving nod, then vanished. Nesta said to Tamlin before they shot into the skies, “Tell anyone you saw us, High Lord, and I’ll rip your head from your body, too.”

Honestly she ate with that

“I don’t know,” Nesta said. “But I do know that your mate ordered everyone not to inform you of the truth.” She turned to Amren. “Did you all vote on that, too? Did you talk about her, judge her, and deem her unworthy of the truth? What was your vote, Amren? To let Feyre die in ignorance?”

Ngl she’s absolutely right about this. Hiding info from people who deserve to know it is fucking toxic

Her father had died for her, with love in his heart, and Nesta held love in her own heart as she pulled the small, carved rose from her pocket and set it upon the gravestone. A permanent marker of the beauty and good he’d tried to bring into the world.

😭😭😭😭