Queen of Shadows (Throne of Glass, #4)

by Sarah J. Maas

Fae warriors: invaluable in a fight—and raging pains in her ass at all other times.

As if what I do in the privacy of my own room, with my body, is anyone’s concern.”

This this this

“You make me want to live, Rowan. Not survive; not exist. Live.”

“Let’s go rattle the stars.”

“You make me want to live, too, Aelin Galathynius,” he said. “Not exist—but live.” He cupped her cheek, and took a steadying breath—as if he’d thought about every word these past three days, over and over again. “I spent centuries wandering the world, from empires to kingdoms to wastelands, never settling, never stopping—not for one moment. I was always looking toward the horizon, always wondering what waited across the next ocean, over the next mountain. But I think … I think that whole time, all those centuries, I was just looking for you.”