Feyre Snow clung to Nesta’s hair as we stared at each other across the threshold. Pink tinged her cheeks from […]

Feyre Azriel won. His one-hundred-ninety-ninth victory, apparently. The three of them had entered the cabin an hour later, dripping snow,

Feyre “You look well,” I said to Lucien when we’d settled in the armchairs before the fire, Elain perched silently

Feyre The glare of sunlight on snow filtering through our heavy velvet curtains awoke me on Solstice morning. I scowled

Rhysand That afternoon, Cassian dumped his leather bag on the narrow bed against the wall of the fourth bedroom in

Feyre I had yet to find or even come up with a vague idea for what to give Rhysand for

Rhysand Even with workers seldom halting their repairs, the rebuilding was still years from being finished. Especially along the Sidra,

Feyre My sister didn’t have drinking companions. As far as I knew, she went out alone, and made them as

Feyre “What the hell is that?” Cassian was grinning the next evening as he waved a hand toward the pile

Rhysand It was Spring, and yet it wasn’t. It was not the land I had once roamed in centuries past,