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

by Sarah J. Maas

“So I’m your huntress and thief?” His hands slid down to cup the backs of my knees as he said with a roguish grin, “You are my salvation, Feyre.”

“There are good days and hard days for me—even now. Don’t let the hard days win.”

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.” He picked up his glass, his gaze so piercing that I wondered why I had bothered blushing at all for Tarquin. Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen—and the dreams that are answered.”

“When you spend so long trapped in darkness, Lucien, you find that the darkness begins to stare back.”