1,638 Quotes by Sarah J. Maas

Stolen hours in a decrepit barn with Isaac Hale didn’t count; those times were hungry and empty and sometimes cruel, but never lovely.

To the blessed darkness from which we are born, and to which we return.

The water gripped her ankles with phantom hands, tugging her down. So she twisted, wrenching her arm free from the guard who held it. And so she pointed. One finger – at the king. Down down down that water wanted to pull her. But Nesta Archeron still pointed at the King of Hybern. A death-promise. A target marked. Hands shoved her into the water’s awaiting claws. And Nesta Archeron laughed at the fear that crept into the king’s eyes. Just before the water devoured her whole.

She had always been drawn to the untamed, wild things of the world.

Passed over one of those mountains, where a winged male stood beside a heavily pregnant female, gazing at those very stars. Fae.

I loved you before I ever set eyes on you.

So Dorian closed his eyes, and took another long breath. And when he opened his eyes, he let her go.

She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius- and she would not be afraid.

Hers was not a story of darkness. This would not be the story. She would fold it into herself, this place, this fear, but it would not be the whole story. It would not be her story.