A Court of Mist and Fury (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

“I do have more important things to do,” he purred. “But I find myself unable to resist the temptation. The same way you can’t resist watching me whenever we’re out. So territorial.”

AHHHHHHHHH THEMMMM OMFG

Rhys prowled closer, and I steadied myself for his scent, his warmth, the impact of his power. He braced a hand on either side of me, gripping the dresser. I refused to shrink away.

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Anything?” His brows rose. I breathed, “If I fucked him for it, what would you do?”

I HAD TO TAKE A LAP AROUND MY ROOM AHHHHHHH I CANT BELEIVE DHE SAID THAT AHAHAH GIRL UR PLAYING WITH FIRE

So if you want to ride him, go ahead.” “Maybe I will.” Though a part of me wanted to retort, Liar. “Fine.” His breath caressed my mouth. “Fine,” I said,

AGHHHHHHHHHHHH

But I glanced over at Cresseida, who was now almost in Rhysand’s lap. And Rhysand was smiling like a cat, one finger tracing circles on the back of her hand while she bit her lip and beamed. I faced Tarquin, my brows high in silent question. He made a face and shook his head. I hoped they went to her room. Because if I had to listen to Rhys bed her … I didn’t let myself finish the thought.

GET AWAY FROM HIM WTF EWW WHATS GOING ON HERE

My cheeks heated—shame. Shame for what? Wanting to throttle her for no good reason? Rhysand teased and taunted me—he never … seduced me, with those long, intent stares, the half smiles that were pure Illyrian arrogance.

WHT IS SHE SO JEALYYY

he stopped with hardly a hand’s breadth between us. “Jealous, Feyre?”

HEheheehehhe

“What got under my skin,” Rhys said, his breathing a bit uneven, “is that you smiled at him.” The rest of the world faded to mist as the words sank in. “You are jealous.”

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his gaze so piercing that I wondered why I had bothered blushing at all for Tarquin.

I bet he’d give me the keys to his territory if I showed up wearing those undergarments.” “Someone thinks mighty highly of herself.”

LMFAO AHAH AHHAHAHHAHAH THEM

“Am I supposed to deny,” he drawled, but something sparked in those eyes, “that I find you attractive?” “You’ve never said it.” “I’ve told you many times, and quite frequently, how attractive I find you.”

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“Is that a challenge, Feyre?”

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“Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male’s wings says a lot about the size of … other parts.” His eyes shot to mine, then to pine-tree-coated slopes below. “Did they now.”

Excuse me mam

“They also said Azriel’s wings are the biggest.”

LOLLLLL

“During sex, an Illyrian male can find completion just by having someone touch his wings in the right spot.”

I didnt need to know this

And with a tug on my waist, he perched me on his lap.

I KNOW THEYRE JUST TRYING TO DISTRACT THE KING AND ARE FAKING IT BUT STILL U KNOW THEY BOTH WANNA BE DOING THIS ANYWAYS OMG THE TENSION

Rhys’s hand slid along my bare waist, the other running down my exposed thigh. Cold—his hands were so cold I almost yelped. He must have felt the silent flinch. A heartbeat later, his hands had warmed. His thumb, curving around the inside of my thigh, gave a slow, long stroke as if to say Sorry.

IM IN LOVEEHUSBAND

I ACTIALLY SCREAMED AND THREW MY KINDLE AH RHYS IYSM PROTECTIVE KING AINT NOBODY GONNA CALL FEYRE A WHORE ON HIS WATCH

“I will kill anyone who harms you,” Rhys snarled. “I will kill them, and take a damn long time doing it.” He panted. “Go ahead. Hate me—despise me for it.”

Dw bbe i love u for it xx

“I am the dark lord, who stole away the bride of spring. I am a demon, and a nightmare, and I will meet a bad end. He is the golden prince—the hero who will get to keep you as his reward for not dying of stupidity and arrogance.” The things I love have a tendency to be taken from me. He’d admitted that to me Under the Mountain.

Brb gonnn cry

He sidestepped me, veering toward the balcony rail, but not fast enough to avoid the careening star that collided with the side of his face. He leaped back with a curse. I laughed, the sound rasping out of me. Not a chuckle or snort, but a cackling laugh. And I laughed again, and again, as he lowered his hands from his eyes.

aw I think she's falling in love this is such an important moment I love this slow burn

His fingers tightened on mine, and I looked up. He was smiling at me. And looked so un-High-Lord-like with the glowing dust on the side of his face that I grinned back.

I hadn’t even realized what I’d done until his own smile faded, and his mouth parted slightly. “Smile again,” he whispered. I hadn’t smiled for him. Ever. Or laughed. Under the Mountain, I had never grinned, never chuckled. And afterward …

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“You’re exquisite,” he breathed.

husband

“Of course I’ll dance with you,” Rhys said, his voice still raw. “All night, if you wish.” “Even if I step on your toes?” “Even then.”

husband

“And once Feyre is done killing you,” Rhys smirked, “then I’ll grind your bones to dust.”

OMGGGGGG HIM HIM HIM

“I want to paint you.” He gently lifted me into his arms. “Nude would be best,” he said in my ear.

Paint me like one of ur french girls xox

far enough that we’d have to spend the night out here.

Hehe

And between them stood Lucien.

JUMPSCARE

Save for a tiny, tiny room in what had once been part of the attic.

HEHEHEH ONE BED TROPE

The bed. “I asked for two,” Rhys said, hands already up.

HAHAHAHAHAH CLASAIC

“If you can’t risk using magic, then we’ll have to warm each other,” I said, and instantly regretted it. “Body heat,” I clarified.

LMFAOOO

He said softly, “I love it when you look at me like that.” The purr in his voice heated my blood. “Like what?” “Like my power isn’t something to run from. Like you see me.”

He wore loose, thin pants, and a tight-fitting shirt of what looked to be softest cotton.

HOT

“And yet I found myself deciding that if you took his hand, I would find a way to live with it. It would be your choice.” I sipped from my wine. “And if he had grabbed me?” There was nothing but uncompromising will in his eyes. “Then I would have torn apart the world to get you back.”

husband

“that I look at you and feel like I’m dying. Like I can’t breathe. I’m thinking that I want you so badly I can’t concentrate half the time I’m around you, and this room is too small for me to properly bed you. Especially with the wings.”

SCREAMING OMG OMG OMGG

“I’m thinking that I can’t stop thinking about you. And that it’s been that way for a long while. Even before I left the Spring Court. And maybe that makes me a traitorous, lying piece of trash, but—” “It doesn’t,” he said, his face solemn.

“I have no intention of doing it all in one night. Or in a room where I can’t even fuck you against the wall.”

hehe

“If you wish to speed your mate’s healing, in addition to your blood, a pink-flowered weed sprouts by the river. Make him chew it.”

I GASPED OUT LOUD OMFG NO FUCKING WAY I ACTUALLY CANT BELEIVE THIS

Rhysand was my mate.

I mean tbf i did call it but STILL OMFG

“You think I didn’t want to tell you? You think I liked hearing you wanted me only for amusement and release? You think it didn’t drive me out of my mind so completely that those bastards shot me out of the sky because I was too busy wondering if I should just tell you, or wait—or maybe take whatever pieces that you offered me and be happy with it? Or that maybe I should let you go so you don’t have a lifetime of assassins and High Lords hunting you down for being with me?”

There you are. I’ve been looking for you. His first words to me—not a lie at all, not a threat to keep those faeries away. Thank you for finding her for me.

Im gonna ball

And I prayed my performance was enough to get him to send you away. Back to the human realm, away from Amarantha. Because she was going to find you. If you broke that curse, she was going to find you and kill you.

Omgggggg no way

After a week, I couldn’t let them do it. Hurt her like that anymore. So while they tortured her, I slipped into her mind again and ended it. She didn’t feel any pain. She felt none of what they did to her, even at the end. But … But I still see her. And my men. And the others that I killed for Amarantha.”

I cant believe he did this aw :( <3

Two tears slid down his cheeks, swift and cold.

Im crying I have no idea whyyyy. god I love these characters so much stop

I learned your name. Hearing you say it … it was like an answer to a question I’d been asking for five hundred years.

this. quote

And that last night, when I found you two in the hall … I was jealous. I was jealous of him, and pissed off that he’d used that one shot of being unnoticed not to get you out, but to be with you,

seeing you bleeding and screaming undid me. It broke me at last. And I knew as I picked up that knife to kill her … I knew right then what you were. I knew that you were my mate,

cant believe this omg

If you were going to die, I was going to die with you. I couldn’t stop thinking it over and over as you screamed, as I tried to kill her: you were my mate, my mate, my mate. “But then she snapped your neck.” Tears rolled down his face. “And I felt you die,” he whispered. Tears were sliding down my own cheeks. “And this beautiful, wonderful thing that had come into my life, this gift from the Cauldron … It was gone.

Im genuinely cryibg

I told myself you were happy. I should let you be happy, even if it killed me. Even if you were my mate, you’d earned that happiness.

thisss quote :(