� You are my salvation, Feyre. � � Sarah J. Maas

� I’m thinking,� he said, following the flick of my tongue over my bottom lip, “that I look at you and feel like I’m dying. Like I can’t breathe. I’m thinking that I want you so badly I can’t concentrate half the time I’m around you, and this room is too small for me to properly bed you. Especially with the wings. � � Sarah J. Maas

� He locked you up because he knew—the bastard knew what a treasure you are. That you are worth more than land or gold or jewels. He knew, and wanted to keep you all to himself.�

The words hit me, even as they soothed some jagged piece in my soul. “He did—does love me, Rhysand.�

“The issue isn’t whether he loved you, it’s how much. Too much. Love can be a poison.� And then he was gone. � � Sarah J. Maas