1,638 Quotes by Sarah J. Maas

Cassian was lounging in his chair, a glass of wine in his hand, staring at nothing. A brooding warrior-prince, contemplating the death of his enemies.

Like a knight guarding his lady. She couldn't stop the image, sprung from the pages of her childhood books. Like a warrior-prince, with those tattoos and that muscle-bound chest.

He added with a sharp grin that made her swallow, “Just you and me, Nes.

I thought you were a general. Aren’t you supposed to be good at negotiating?”His mouth quirked upward. She wasn’t fighting him. “For you, I have no strategies.

The first time I saw that look on your face, you were still human. Still human, and I nearly went to my knees before you.” His breath caressed the shell of her ear and she couldn’t stop her eyes from fluttering shut. His smile brushed against her temple. “Your power is a song, and one I’ve waited a very, very long time to hear, Nesta.

I’m going to think of that look on your face.” He took another step down the hall. “I’m always thinking of that look on your face.

Yours is a terrible and beautiful power, Rhysand.

The music was no longer the most beautiful thing in existence. He was.

He gestured to the space beside him, and flashed her his broadest grin. “Let’s see what you’ve got, Archeron.