An Insider’s Guide to Throne of Glass: Celaena Sardothien, Adarlan’s Assassin and the King’s Champion + Dorian Havilliard, Crown Prince of Adarlan, 2/?
An Insider’s Guide to Throne of Glass: Celaena Sardothien’s Apartment in Rifthold’s Warehouse District, 1/?
An Insider’s Guide to Throne of Glass: Adarlan’s Assassin, 1/?
An Insider’s Guide to Rifthold: Dine Along the Avery River, 1/?
Modern AU x Celaena Sardothien, 2/?
Nehemia Ytger, Princess of Eyllwe, 14/?
The fact that the words ‘ass’ and ‘sass’ are in the word ‘assassin’ pretty much sums up how I feel about our favourite Sass Queen 99,2% of the time…
I’M LAUGHING SO HARD BECAUSE I JUST REALIZED THAT ROWAN WHITETHORN AND FENRIS ARE THE SAME PERSON
It’s only been 3 books so far and she’s managed to go by at least six different names.
The princces of Terrasen:
Aelin Ashryver Galathynius.
Just finished Assassin’s Blade.
My heart is basically shattered.
SARAH J. MAAS JUST KEEPS THE BLOWS COMING. WHAT IS LIFE?!?!
Even though it’s been 2 days since I’ve finished Crown of Midnight and I have attempted to start a new book, I am stuck with Celaene !!! So, I’ve chucked Half-blood aside and started reading ToG novellas. I finished 2 already. And I have to say I hope we meet Ansel again …. in better circumstances.
Consciousness came back to her slowly. Her head throbbed and she swallowed as bile rose in her throat. She remembered the pirates jumping aboard the ship. She remembered the crew trying desperately to break away. She remembered slashing and slicing until she had seen him; Rolfe. He had leered at her and his presence had been enough. She had stopped fighting as the memory of Skull’s Bay loomed in her mind. Her daggers had dropped from her numb fingers and clattered onto the deck. As Rolfe had strode towards her she had seen Sam. Sam, hating her then loving her. Sam smiling with the sun on his golden hair, and Sam broken on a cold table. She had watched Rolfe unsheathe his sword and she had waited.
So why was she still alive?
Cool fingers stroked her cheek and she tensed. Her eyes fluttered open but she had to squeeze them shut again. The light made her stomach roll. She took a deep breath and tried to focus. The bed she had been laid upon was not steady. It rocked gently and she knew she was still at sea. Had the crew managed to overcome the pirates? No, she did not believe that. They had been outnumbered and she could not hear any familiar voices swarming around her as they surely would have been.
Had she been saved?