Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)

by Sarah J. Maas

They would not win. They couldn’t take it—couldn’t have her. She refused. She was screaming now. Screaming and roaring her defiance. A beam of light shot to the archway behind her. Beginning to seal it, too. She would live. She would live, and they could all go to hell. A better world. With no gods, no fates. A world of their own making. Aelin bellowed and bellowed, the sound ringing out across all worlds. They would not beat her. They would not get to take this, this most essential kernel of self. Of soul. Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom.… Her kingdom. Her home. She would see it again. It was not over. Behind her, the archway slowly sealed. The odds were slim; the odds were insurmountable. She had not been destined to escape this—to reach this point and still be breathing. Aelin’s hand drifted to her heart and rested there. It is the strength of this that matters, her mother had said, long ago. Wherever you go, Aelin, no matter how far, this will lead you home. No matter where she was.