#tog quotes

[kombuchaaaaa]

"Once upon a time, in land long since burned to ash, there lived a young princess who loved her kingdom... "

[the-shadowsingers-whore]

"did sam love you?"

yes. more than anyone had ever loved her. he'd loved her enough to risk everything--to give up everything. he'd loved her so much that she still felt the echoes of it, even now.

"very much," she breathed.

-crown of midnight p. 41

[acourtofquestions]

“Rowan knew most underestimated the sharp intelligence under that disarming smile. Knew that Dorian's value wasn't his godlike magic, but his mind.”

[manonblaqkbeak]

“You should have gone to Terrasen. It needs you.”

“I need you more.” He didn’t balk from the stark honesty roughening his voice.

[wilsontrash]

Part 2/? My edits

[hqoemakesthings]

Could I request a throne of glass lockscreen, maybe in the style of that "reminder - you do not yeild" one? It was so good it's my home screen rn

okay i made four of them i could honestly keep going if y'all want more like this but here's what i came up with! obviously click on them to see them at their full size and to save.

please like/reblog if you use!!

[bookersstuff]

Feyre: I am the High lady of the Night Court

Bryce: I am the Heir to the Starborn Fae

....

Aelin: Oh. I'm a Fire-breathing Bitch Queen

[ladybookstan]

Kingdom of Ash - Chapter 24

Abraxos and Narene❤️

The dark-haired Crochan was staring toward the ring of wyverns, just where Glennis had said she’d be. Asterin cleared he throat, and the witch turned, her olive-skinned face tightening.

But she didn’t sneer. Didn’t hiss.

Mission done, Asterin turned away. But Manon said to the Crochan, jerking her chin toward the wyverns, “It’s different from using the brooms. Faster, deadlier, but you also have to feed and water them.” Karsyn’s green eyes were wary—but curious. She glanced again at the wyverns huddled against the cold, Asterin’s blue mare pressed into Abraxos’s side, his wing draped over her.

Manon said, “Erawan made them, using methods we’re not quite sure of. He took an ancient template and brought it to life.” For there had been wyverns in Adarlan before—long ago. “He meant to breed a host of thoughtless killers, but some did not turn out as such.” Asterin kept quiet for once.

Karsyn spoke at last. “Your wyvern seems like more of a dog than anything.” Itwas not an insult, Manon reminded herself. The Crochans kept dogs as pets.

Adored them, as humans did. “His name is Abraxos,” Manon said. “He is… different.”

“He and the blue one are mates.”

Asterin started. “They’re what?” The Crochan pointed to the blue mare huddled beside Abraxos.

“He is smaller, yet he dotes onher. Nuzzles her when no one is looking.” Manon exchanged a glance with Asterin. Their mounts incessantly flirted, yes, but to mate—

....

When Karsyn was gone, Asterin remained staring at Abraxos and Narene, scratching her hair.

“You really think they’re mated?” Abraxos lifted his head from where it rested atop Narene’s back and looked toward them, as if to say, It took you long enough to figure it out.