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Strong hands slid over her waist, tugging her into his warmth, as Rowan’s lips grazed her neck, right under her ear.
Ahhh
Rowan made her magic sing. And maybe that was the carranam bond between them, but … her magic wanted to dance with his. And from the frost sparkling in his eyes, she knew his own demanded the same.
She’d been in love with him for a while now. Longer than she wanted to admit.
Yesssss
“You are my Fireheart.”
Stop im crying
His magic had felt the bond between Aelin and Rowan—the bond that went deeper than blood, than their magic, and he’d assumed it was just that they were mates, and hadn’t announced it to anyone. But if Rowan already had a mate, and had lost her
Noooo there has to be more to this
“Aelin is my heart. I taught her what I knew, and it worked because our magics understood each other deep down—just as our souls did.
Ahhhhhh stop my heart
They took back the temple in twenty minutes.
I will not be afraid; I will not be afraid—
Ugh my heart
“Too bad you didn’t have that little gift when I put you in those pits. Or when I painted the earth with your blood.”
Disgusting
Fire blasted him into the nearest wall, surging down his throat, through his ears, up his nose. Flame that did not burn, flame that was mere light, blindingly white—
YESSSSSSSS
A reminder that she might be the heir of fire … but Erawan was King of the Darkness.
Then Manon Blackbeak whirled and brought Wind-Cleaver down upon her grandmother.
HOLY AIRBALLL… I WAS NOT EXPECTING THIS
“From this day, you are Manon Witch Killer, Manon Kin Slayer.”
He was over five hundred years old—and this … this girl, young woman, she-devil, whatever she was, had just bluffed and lied her way into a job.
Why am i laughing at this
my Fireheart is one flame in the sea of darkness. But she is willing to fight,
The words were poison on his tongue, his very bones aching at the thought of that death—what he’d do if it should happen.
Because they are mates!!! They have to be!!!
Aelin Galathynius, her hands laced behind her head, grinned at them all and said, “I like this office far better than your other one, Rolfe.”
Shes baaaaaaaaack
Aelin chucked the emeralds into the metal dish as if they were bits of copper, their plunking the only sound. “She must be clever”—plunk—“and fascinating”—plunk—“and very, very talented.” Plunk, plunk, plunk went the emeralds. She examined the four gems remaining in her hand. “She must be the most wonderful person who ever existed.”
I LOVE THIS
“She is indeed that. And more.”
Ahhhhhh stop
“You will find, Rolfe, that one does not deal with Celaena Sardothien. One survives her.”
BUT FACTS
Dorian said, “She is Aelin Galathynius. And Celaena Sardothien.”
YES SHE IS
Rowan added, “And I missed you like hell.”
My heart
“The feeling, Prince,” she murmured, “is mutual.”
AHHHHH
Aelin shrugged. “Rowan’s always looking for an excuse to show off. Dramatic rescues give him purpose and fulfillment in his dull, immor- tal life.”
HAahaah i love this
Lorcan said quietly, “Would you like me to kill him for you?”
“I would have fought for the rest of my life to find a way to return to you again. I knew it the moment you emerged from the Valg’s darkness and smiled at me through your flames.”
Stooooooooop
Rolfe swore. “Do you think Sam would stand for this?”
has no right to bring up sam
“But you know what I told them? I said that they didn’t stand a chance in hell.” Aedion lowered his voice, holding her pained, exhausted stare. “Because I am going to marry you,” he promised her. “One day. I am going to marry you. I’ll be generous and let you pick when, even if it’s ten years from now. Or twenty. But one day, you are going to be my wife.”
Stop thats so cute
“Princess Lysandra Ashryver sounds nice, doesn’t it?”
Awwwwwww
“There’s my Fireheart.”
AHHHHH
“Something tells me,” he said, his breath skittering along her skin, “you might not mind if we were discovered. If someone saw how thoroughly I plan to worship you.”
FERAL
“I love you. I am in love with you, Rowan. I have been for a while. And I know there are limits to what you can give me, and I know you might need time—”
Stop… my heart
“I love you. There is no limit to what I can give to you, no time I need. Even when this world is a forgotten whisper of dust between the stars, I will love you.”
Stop… why am i crying
Aelin didn’t know when she started crying,
Girl, me too
“Fireheart.”
Looooooooove
“You are mine.”
“I’m yours,”
“And you love me,”
“To whateve...
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“You are mine,”
“I am yours,”
“And you love me.”
“To whatever end.”
“Your fussy nursemaid of a wyvern is fine, by the way. I don’t know how you wound up with a sweet thing like that for a mount, but he’s content to sprawl in the sun on the foredeck. Can’t say it makes the sailors particularly happy—especially cleaning up after him.”
Its giving toothless
He’d seen a kingdom, perhaps three hundred years ago, that relied on barges to sail its goods from one end to another. Its name eluded him, lost to the catacombs of his memory. Lorcan wondered if it still existed, tucked away between two mountain ranges on the other side of the world.
Ummmmmmm Velaris?!?!?! could this be a hint towards acotar?!
Here’s hoping you discover more creative terms than “bitch” to call me when you find this. With all my love, A.A.G.
Ugh i love her
“I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid.”
Awwww my heart
I will not be afraid.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius … And I will not be afraid.
“I do not care if you are Fae, or human, if you are Valg or a gods-damned skinwalker. You are what you are. And what I want … what I need, Rowan, is someone who does not apologize for it. For who they are. You have never once done so.”
