Sarah J. Maas

She preferred the silence. In the silence she couldn’t hear the worst question of all: had she brought this upon herself?

And then she would remember how it had felt to be loved, when the world had held nothing but possibility.

a promise was law; a promise was currency; a promise was your bond

“Love won’t feed a hungry belly,”

“My name is Celaena Sardothien, and I will not be afraid.”

Because I’d pick you.”
And then she kissed him.

“Why should I be scared of an oversized bat who likes to throw temper tantrums?”

Rhys pinched my behind, and I clamped down on my lip to keep from yelping.

asier to live with what I did if my heart had changed, too. Maybe I wouldn’t care so much; maybe I could convince myself their deaths weren’t in vain. Maybe immortality will take that away. I can’t tell whether I want it to.”

She could have sworn there was approval in the Fae Queen’s smile.