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“Send your dogs out into the yard to play, Rhysand. You and I have matters to discuss.' That midnight voice said with quiet cold that licked down my spine. 'As do I.' Then the cocky one drawled to her, 'We were here first. Wait your turn, Tiny Ancient One.”

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Book:A Court of Mist and Fury
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A Court of Mist and Fury

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Sarah J. Maas
Sarah J. Maas

Sarah J. Maas is an American author known for her fantasy novels. Her works are celebrated for their rich imagination, complex characters, and gripping plots. Born on March 5, 1986, Maas has developed a passion for writing from a young age and has become a successful author in her own right. more

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“Rhys's face was drawn, his shoulders tense as I gripped them. I knew what to expect, but... even after he told me what he needed me to do, even after I had agreed, he'd been... aloof. Haunted. Worried for me, I realised. And just because of that worry, just to get that tightness off his face, even for these few minutes before we faced his unholy realm beneath that mountain, I said over the wind, 'Amren and Mor told me that the span of an Illyrian male's wings says a lot about the size of... other parts.' His eyes shot to mine, then to pine-tree-coated slopes below. 'Did they now.' I shrugged in his arms, trying not to think about the naked body that night all those weeks ago- though I hadn't glimpsed much. 'They also say Azriel's wings are the biggest.' Mischief danced in those violet eyes, washing away the cold distance, the strain. The spymaster was a black blur against the pale blue sky. 'When we return home, let's get the measuring stick, shall we?”

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“You are mine, now and forever— mine. I will provide for you. You want clothes— I will buy them. When I choose to. I prefer you naked, so you will be naked.” That hot gaze swept her, licking fire all across her skin. “No one would dare to harm you. Yes, there are people looking for you, but you are never, ever unprotected. We will leave when it’s time to do so. Not before. And Michelene, I keep what is mine. No one dares take what belongs to me. Do you understand?” Nothing could keep the smile off her face now. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. “Yes. Thank you.”

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“Did you really believe I would ever allow a sick fuck like you to take what is mine?” the devil asked softly. And Azriel was the devil. Satan incarnate looked him in the eyes. “Did you think you could just walk into my house and take my woman from right under my nose?” CRACK! A mighty fist slammed into his right eye. He hadn’t even seen Seth move. The eye closed, the pain throbbing hard, going all the way to his brain. CRACK!”

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