Sarah J.Maas

Heir of Fire

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The third instalment to the global #1 bestselling series.
As the King of Adarlan's Assassin, Celaena Sardothien is bound to serve the tyrant who slaughtered her dear friend. But she has vowed to make him pay. The answers Celaena needs to destroy the king lie across the sea Wendlyn. And Chaol, Captain of the King's Guard, has put his future in jeopardy to send her there.
Yet as Celaena seeks her destiny in Wendlyn, a new threat is preparing to take to the skies. Will Celaena find the strength not only to win her own battles, but to fight a war that could pit her loyalties to her own people against those she has grown to love?
This third novel in the THRONE OF GLASS sequence, from global #1 bestselling author Sarah J. Maas, is packed with more heart-stopping action, devastating drama and swoonsome romance, and introduces some fierce new heroines to love and hate.
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    I think I will love this book. I read the first 3 books in front of this, and I really liked it. It was romantic, adventurous, and carefully planned. There are many twists in it when you think you think it will end. I really want this book when it comes out. Do we have to buy the book on here, or can we borrow it? You can not stop reading it. I spent 7 hours just to read this in one day. Don't be like me. I got distracted while doing homework because of the other books. Thank you author! Please make better books like this!

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    This series is so good OMG !!!!!!

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    The best book in the series really


    Ana Laura Pérezhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    She lifted her face to the stars. She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, heir of two mighty bloodlines, protector of a once-­glorious people, and Queen of Terrasen.

    She was Aelin Ashryver Galathynius—­and she would not be afraid.
    Ana Laura Pérezhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    She was not afraid.

    She would remake the world—­remake it for them, those she had loved with this glorious, burning heart; a world so brilliant and prosperous that when she saw them again in the Afterworld, she would not be ashamed. She would build it for her people, who had survived this long, and whom she would not abandon. She would make for them a kingdom such as there had never been, even if it took until her last breath.

    She was their queen, and she could offer them nothing less.

    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.
    Ana Laura Pérezhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    “Do not insult me by asking me to leave. I am fighting. Nehemia would have stayed. My parents would have stayed.”

    “They also had the luxury of knowing that their bloodline did not end with them.”

    She gritted her teeth. “You have experience—you are needed ­here. You are the only person who can give the demi-­Fae a chance of surviving; you are trusted and respected. So I am staying. Because you are needed, and because I will follow you to what­ever end.” And if the creatures devoured her body and soul, then she would not mind. She had earned that fate.

    For a long moment, he said nothing. But his brows narrowed slightly. “To what­ever end?”

    She nodded. He had not needed to mention the massacres, had not needed to try to console her. He knew—­he understood without her having to say a word—­what it was like.

    Her magic thrummed in her blood, wanting out, wanting more. But it would wait—­it had to wait until it was time. Until she had Narrok and his creatures in her sight.

    She realized that Rowan saw each of those thoughts and more as he reached into his tunic and pulled out a dagger. Her dagger. He extended it to her, its long blade gleaming as if he’d been secretly polishing and caring for it these months.

    And when she grasped the dagger, its weight lighter than she remembered, Rowan looked into her eyes, into the very core of her, and said, “Fireheart.”

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