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“Once upon a time, in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom …”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“A princess who was to live for a Thousand years. Longer. That had been her gift. It was now her curse.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing at those very stars. Fae.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“To whatever end,” he whispered.
Silver lined her eyes. “To whatever end.”
A reminder—and a vow, more sacred than the wedding oaths they’d sworn on that ship.
To walk this path together, back from the darkness of the iron coffin. To face what waited in Terrasen, ancient promises to the gods be damned.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Her mother placed a phantom hand over Aelin’s heart.
'It is the strength of this that matters. No matter where you are, no matter how far, this will lead you home.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“He had killed his way across the world; he had gone to war and back more times than he cared to remember. And despite it all, despite the rage and despair and ice he’d wrapped around his heart, he’d still found Aelin. Every horizon he’d gazed toward, unable and unwilling to rest during those centuries, every mountain and ocean he’d seen and wondered what lay beyond … It had been her. It had been Aelin, the silent call of the mating bond driving him, even when he could not feel it. They’d walked this dark path together back to the light. He would not let the road end here.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Who do you wish to be?”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“It’s cold as hell!” Mor called from the front hall, startling me from the warmth pooling in my core. “And who the hell let Cassian and Feyre decorate?”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Frost and Starlight

“Let’s make this a fight worthy of a song.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“And far away, across the snow-covered mountains, on a barren plain before the ruins of a once-great city, a flower began to bloom”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“There are no gods left to watch, I’m afraid. And there are no gods left to help you now, Aelin Galathynius.'
Aelin smiled, and Goldryn burned brighter. 'I am a god.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“I am here, I am with you.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“My name is Celaena Sardothien. But it makes no difference if my name's Celaena or Lillian or Bitch, because I'd still beat you, no matter what you call me.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“I like music," she said slowly, "because when I hear it, I . . . I lose myself within myself, if that makes any sense. I become empty and full all at once, and I can feel the whole earth roiling around me. When I play. I'm not . . . for once, I'm not destroying, I'm creating.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“Of course." He picked up the brown bag of candy on the table. "What's your . . ." He trailed off as he weighed the bag in his hands. "Didn't I give you three pounds of candy?"
She smiled impishly.
"You ate half the bag!"
"Was I supposed to save it?"
"I would have liked some!"
"You never told me that."
"Because I didn't expect you to consume all of it before breakfast!"
She snatched the bag from him and put it on the table. "Well, that just shows poor judgement on your part, doesn't it?”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“He won every game, yet she hardly noticed. As long as she hit the ball, it resulted in shameless bragging. When she missed - well, even the fires of Hell couldn't compare to the rage that burst from her mouth. He couldn't remember a time when he'd laugh so hard.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Throne of Glass

“Celaena was the lost Queen of Terrasen.
Chaol sank to his knees.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“Because she wasn't human, Chaol realized, gaping at her from where he still crouched over Fleetfoot.
No - she wasn't human at all.
Celaena was Fae.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“And then that voice from behind her said her name again.

"Celaena."

They had done this.

Her bloody fingers slid down Dorian's face, to his neck. He just stared at her, suddenly still.

"Celaena," a familiar voice said. A warning.

They had did this. They had betrayed her. Betrayed Nehemia. They had taken her away. Her nail brushed Dorian's exposed throat.

"Celaena," the voice said.

Celaena slowly turned.

Chaol stared at her, a hand on his sword. The sword she'd brought to the warehouse- the sword she'd left there. Archer had told her that Chaol had known they were going to do this.

He had known.

She shattered completely, and launched herself at him.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“The world slowed to the beat of an ancient, ageless drum.

Celaena behold the room.

The blood was everywhere.

Before the bed, Nehemia's bodyguards lay with their throats cut from ear to ear, their internal organs spilling out onto the floor.

And on the bed...

On the bed...

She could hear the shouts growing closer, reaching the room, but their words were somehow muffled, as though she were underwater, the sounds coming from the surface above.

Celaena stood in the center of the freezing bedroom, gazing at the bed, and the princess's broken body atop it.

Nehemia was dead.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“But I promise,” she breathed into the soil, “I promise that I will stop him. I promise that I will never forgive, never forget what they did to you. I promise that I will free Eyllwe. I promise that I will see your father’s crown restored to his head.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“... the doors to his father's council room were thrown open and Celaena prowled in, her dark cape billowing behind her. All twenty men at the table fell silent, including his father, whose eyes went straight to the thing dangling from Celaena's hand. Chaol was already striding across the room from his post by the door. But he, too, stopped when he beheld the object she carried.

A head.

The man's face was still set in a scream, and there was something vaguely familiar about the grotesque feature and mousy brown hair that she gripped. It was hard to be certain as it swung from her gloved fingers.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“Nehemia was gone. That vibrant, fierce, loving soul; the princess who had been called the Light of Eyllwe; the woman who had been a beacon of hope—just like that, as if she were no more than a wisp of candlelight, she was gone.
When it had mattered most Celaena hadn't been there.
Nehemia was gone.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“Celaena knew where she was before she awoke. And she didn't care. She was living the same story again and again.
The night she'd been captured, she'd also snapped, and come so close to killing the person she most wanted to destroy before someone knocked her out and she awoke in a rotting dungeon. She smiled bitterly as she opened her eyes. It was always the same story, the same loss.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“It is only with the eye that one can see rightly”
― Sarah J. Maas, Crown of Midnight

“And it was not darkness, but light—light, bright and pure as the sun on snow, that erupted from Asterin.
Light, as Asterin made the Yielding.
As the Thirteen, their broken bodies scattered around the tower in a near-circle, made the Yielding as well.
Light. They all burned with it. Radiated it.
Light that flowed from their souls, their fierce hearts as they gave themselves over to that power. Became incandescent with it.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Live, Manon. Live.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Lorcan rolled his eyes, and Aelin deemed that acceptance enough as she asked them all, “Did anyone bother to sleep?” Only Fenrys lifted his hand. Aedion frowned at the dark stain on the stones. “We’re putting a rug over it,” Aelin told him. Lysandra laughed. “Something tacky, I hope.” “I’m thinking pink and purple. Embroidered with flowers. Just what Erawan would have loved.” The Fae males gaped at them, Ren blinking. Elide ducked her head as she chuckled. Rowan snorted again. “At least this court won’t be boring.” Aelin put a hand on her chest, the portrait of outrage. “You were honestly worried it would be?” “Gods help us,” Lorcan grumbled.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Be the bridge, be the light. When iron melts, when flowers spring from fields of blood—let the land be witness, and return home.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Kingdom of Ash

“Fae warriors: invaluable in a fight—and raging pains in her ass at all other times.”
― Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows