A Court of Thorns and Roses (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #1)

by Sarah J. Maas

“My father once told me that I should let my sisters imagine a better life—a better world. And I told him that there was no such thing.” I ran my thumb over his mouth, marveling, and shook my head. “I never understood—because I couldn’t … couldn’t believe that it was even possible.” I swallowed, lowering my hand. “Until now.”

“It’s my home, isn’t it?” “No, it’s not,”

“I think your home is somewhere very far away.”

My hateful, cold sister had been willing to brave Prythian to rescue me.

There are those who seek me a lifetime but never we meet, And those I kiss but who trample me beneath ungrateful feet. At times I seem to favor the clever and the fair, But I bless all those who are brave enough to dare.

By large, my ministrations are soft-handed and sweet, But scorned, I become a difficult beast to defeat. For though each of my strikes lands a powerful blow, When I kill, I do it slow …

“I love you,” I said, and stabbed him.