Quotes From "Heir Of Fire" By Sarah J. Maas

He moved to sniff some white-and-yellow flowers. A nightmare. This was a nightmare. “You can’t really like flowers.” Again those dark eyes shifted to her. Blinked once. I most certainly do, he seemed to say. Sarah J. Maas

She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, it's long blade gleaming as if he'd been secretly polishing and caring for it these months. And when she grasped the dagger, it's weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into her very core of her, and said, 'Fireheart'. Sarah J. Maas

She had not understood what it had been like for him to live his entire life underground, chained and beaten and crippled–until then. Until she heard that noise of undiluted, unyielding joy. Until she echoed it, tipping her head back to the clouds around them. They sailed over a sea of clouds, and Abraxos dipped his claws in them before tilting to race up a wind-carved column of cloud. Higher and higher, until they reached its peak and he flung out his wings in the freezing, thin sky, stopping the world entirely for a heartbeat. And Manon, because no one was watching, because she did not care, flung out her arms as well and savored the freefall, the wind now a song in her ears, in her shriveled heart. Sarah J. Maas

Aelin is alive. Sarah J. Maas

Celaena opened her arms wide, Goldryn burning bright in one hand. “Behold my power, Maeve. Behold what I grapple with in the deep dark, what prowls under my skin.” Celaena exhaled a breath and extinguished each and every flame in the Sarah J. Maas

Saying those words made a sharp, quick panic rise up in her, an aching pain that had her throat closing. “You left me, ” she repeated. Maybe it was only out of blind terror at the abyss opening up again around her, but she whispered, “I have no one left. No one. Sarah J. Maas

There was a faint ringing in her ears that turned into a roar. And beneath it, a sudden wave of numbness, a too-familiar lack of sight or sound or feeling. She didn't know why it happened, because she had been so dead set on hating him, but . it would have been nice, she supposed. It would have been nice to have one person who knew the absolute truth about her–and didn't hate her for it. It would have been really, really nice. She walked away without another word. With each step she took back to her room, that flickering light inside of her guttered. And went out. . Sarah J. Maas

What Maeve didn't understand, what she could never understand, was just how much that little princess in Terrasen had damned them a decade ago, even worse than Maeve herself had. She had damned them all, and then left the world to burn into ash and dust. So Celaena turned away from the stars, nestling under the thread-bare blanket against the frigid cold, and closed her eyes, trying to dream of a different world. A world where she was no one at all. . Sarah J. Maas

The magic was boiling her blood. The darkness–it would be a relief compared to the hell smoldering in her veins. The Valg prince advanced, and part of her was screaming–screaming at herself to get up, to keep fighting, to rage and roar against this horrible end. But moving her limbs, even breathing, had become a monumental effort. She was so tired. Sarah J. Maas

It was the least she could do. For Nehemia–for.. . a lot of other people. There was nothing left in her, not really. Only ash and an abyss and the unbreakable vow she'd carved into her flesh, to the friend who had seen her for what she truly was. Sarah J. Maas

She would fill the world with it, with her light-her gift. She would light up the darkness, so brightly that all who were lost or wounded or broken would find their way to it, a beacon for those who still dwelled in that abyss. It would not take a monster to destroy a monster-but light, light to drive out the darkness. She was not afraid. Sarah J. Maas

There was such glittering darkness in her, an endless rift straight through her core Sarah J. Maas

He'd known, since the moment he figured out who she was, that while Celaena would always pick him, Aelin would not. Sarah J. Maas

She leaned against the stone wall of the narrow landing, a hand on her thundering heart. It was the smart thing to do, the right thing to do. She had survived this long, and would only survive the road ahead if she continued to be unnoticed, reliable, quiet. But she did't want to be unnoticed–not with him, not forever. He made her want to laugh and sing and shake the world with her voice. Sarah J. Maas

She had awoken this morning and slipped the amethyst ring off her finger. It had felt liked a blessed release, a final shadow lifted from her heart. Sarah J. Maas

So she steeled herself. “I have never told anyone this story. No one in the world knows it. But it's mine, ” she said, blinking past the burning in her eyes, “and it's time for me to tell it.” Rowan leaned back on the rock, bracing his palms behind him.“ Once upon a time, ” she said to him, to the world, to herself, “in a land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom. . very much.” And then she told him of the princess whose heart had burned with wildfire, of the mighty kingdom in the north, of its downfall and of the sacrifice of Lady Marion. Sarah J. Maas

They had survived, when so many had not. And no one ­else could understand what it was like to bear it, unless they had lost as much. Sarah J. Maas

She should not remember what it was like to be free. Sarah J. Maas

But the king was frowning. "I expected you a month ago." Aedion actually had the nerve to shrug. "Apologies. The Staghorns were slammed with a final winter storm. I left when I could." Every person in the hall held their breath. Sarah J. Maas

Why bother? Maybe the world’s not worth saving.” She knew he meant it, too. Those lifeless eyes spoke volumes. Sarah J. Maas

She wouldn't ask. Didn't want to know what manner of thing might crawl toward a fire. Sarah J. Maas

Her cheek against the moss, the young princess she had been - Aelin Galathynius - reached a hand for her. 'Get up', she said softly. Sarah J. Maas

Wrong kind of witch." - Manon Blackbeak Sarah J. Maas

And if I asked for the moon on a string?" - Sorsha Sarah J. Maas

Holy gods. He'd frozen the whole damn lake. He was THAT powerful? Sarah J. Maas

Celaena peered in the mirror–and stopped dead. The somewhat shorter hair was the least of the changes. She was now flushed with color, her eyes bright and clear, and though she'd regained the weight she'd lost during that winter, her face was leaner. A woman–a woman was smiling back at her, beautiful for every scar and imperfection and mark of survival, beautiful for the fact that the smile was real, and she felt it kindle the long-slumbering joy in her heart. . Sarah J. Maas