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

by Sarah J. Maas

“Isn’t that what all human women wish for? A handsome faerie lord to wed and shower them with riches for the rest of their lives?”

Meeee

So unaware of the true extent of how broken and dark I was inside. How unfit I was to be clothed in white when my hands were so filthy.

“Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.

I love Rhysand so much😭

Ugh, Tamlin pls—

I debated spitting on his boots.

Why is she always trying to spit…? Girl.

“I’m thinking that I was a lonely, hopeless person, and I might have fallen in love with the first thing that showed me a hint of kindness and safety. And I’m thinking maybe he knew that—maybe not actively, but maybe he wanted to be that person for someone. And maybe that worked for who I was before. Maybe it doesn’t work for who—what I am now.”

“Males are horrible creatures, aren’t they?” Amren said.

Nonsense and idiocy and—I wanted a bath.

my thoughts after a long day of work

“What got under my skin,” Rhys said, his breathing a bit uneven, “is that you smiled at him.”

oh girl he wontchu

“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.”

my right wing.

Pardon? Did i miss something?

your mate’s

Mate. Rhysand was my mate. Not lover, not husband, but more than that. A bond so deep, so permanent that it was honored over all others. Rare, cherished. Not Tamlin’s mate. Rhysand’s.

your master

I— MASTER?

“No,” Rhys said again, his voice breaking.

He deserves better.

And the world cleaved in two as the bond snapped.

I HATW THIS SMEKQJW

And so Tamlin unwittingly led the High Lady of the Night Court into the heart of his territory.