Aelin Galathynius smiled at her, hand still outreached. “Get up.” the princess said.Celaena reached across the earth between them and brushed her fingers against Aelin’s.And arose.

You’re the mayfly,’ he murmurs.And then Evan Walker kisses me.Holding my hand across his chest, his other hand sliding across my neck, his touch feathery soft, sending a shiver that travels down my spine into...

I’d rather feel something for real than pretend it’s not what it is. Which Zen guy said “If you want to drown, do not torture yourself with shallow water”?