Thunder cracked behind me, as if two boulders had been hurled against each other.
     People screamed, falling back, a few vanishing outright as darkness erupted.
     I whirled, and through the night drifting away like smoke on a wind, I found Rhysand straightening the lapels of his black jacket.
     “Hello, Feyre darling,” he purred.

pentragons:

A Court of Mist and Fury (2016) - Sarah J. Maas
“No one was my master— but I might be master of everything, if I wished. If I dared.”

My friend through many dangers.
My lover who had healed my broken and weary soul.
My mate who had waited for me against all hope, despite all odds. insp

aelinqueen:

fave books read in 2016 - 2/8  
a court of mist and fury by sarah j. maas

“To the people who look at the stars and wish, Rhys.“
Rhys clinked his glass against mine. “To the stars who listen— and the dreams that are answered.” 

“You think I don’t know how stories get written - how this story will be written?” Rhys put his hands on his chest, his face more open, more anguished than I’d seen it. “I am the dark lord, who stole away the bride of spring. I am a demon, and a nightmare, and I will meet a bad end. He is the golden prince - the hero who will get to keep you as his reward for not dying of stupidity and arrogance.”
The things I love have a tendency of being taken from me. He’d admitted that to me Under the Mountain.

“You want to dance?” he rasped, his fingers curling around mine. I pointed with my chin toward the celebration below. “Down there - with them.” Where the music beckoned, where life beckoned. Where he should spend the night with his friends, and where I wanted to spend it with them, too. Even with the strangers in attendance. I did not mind stepping out of the shadows, did not mind even being in the shadows to begin with, so long as he was with me. My friend through so many dangers - who had fought for me when no one else would, even myself.