House of Sky and Breath (Crescent City, #2)

by Sarah J. Maas

Then she knocked back the whole thing and let it burn right down to her soul.

He was a stupid fucking animal. But he’d always been a stupid fucking animal around her.

He had smoked so much mirthroot that he couldn’t feel his face. Which was a damn shame because there was a female currently sitting on it.

Fae were highly sensitive babies. Their tantrums could last centuries.

“Yes, the Autumn King truly fears our unholy beer pong alliance.”

“If I’d known ahead of time, I might have been concerned about you deep-frying my favorite parts.”

Hunt’s voice was a thunderclap as he said behind her, “Light it up, Bryce.”