Feyre Tamlin landed us in the gravel of the front drive. I had forgotten how quiet it was here. How […]

Rhysand I slammed into the floor of the town house, and Amren was instantly there, hands on Cassian’s wings, swearing

I fainted. When I opened my eyes, mere seconds had passed. Mor was now hauling away Rhys, who was panting

I didn’t let Lucien’s declaration sink in. Nesta, however, whirled on him. “She is no such thing,” she said, and

This was some new hell. Some new level of nightmare. I even went so far as to try to wake

Rhysand went still as death. Cassian snarled. Hanging between them, Azriel tried and failed to lift his head. But I

I gauged the distance between my friends and Jurian, weighed my sword against the twin ones crossed over his back.

The Cauldron was absence and presence. Darkness and … whatever the darkness had come from. But not life. Not joy

I’d never worn so much steel. Blades had been strapped all over me, hidden in my boots, my inside pockets.

“Velaris is secure,” Rhys said in the black hours of the night. “The wards the Cauldron took out have been