Loc 92: She shoved the questions down, down, down, until there was no possibility of his reading them on her face. [LOVE the writing! I suck as an author.]
Loc 165: Ooh, love the angst here!
Loc 292: I really question his qualifications for Captain of the Guard. I just don’t quite get it.
Loc 1151: close enough that she could smell whatever fine cologne he wore–an elegant, tantalizing blend that made her think of silk sheets and candlelight. [Amazing description. I suck as an author.]
Loc 1666: Woah, that’s evil.
Loc 1999: Ooooh I love this complication!!!
Loc 2059: He turned. For a heartbeat, there was something in his eyes that reminded her of a world long since burned–a glimmer of color and power that still stalked the edges of her nightmares. [Wow. It’s official. I totally suck as a writer.]
Loc 2412: Love all of these almosts. Also, I want some chocolate cake.
Loc 2617: FINALLY!
Loc 2885: I am soooo scared! I want to stop reading! Please don’t do anything horrible to my favorite characters!!!
Loc 3231: Ohmygosh. I expected something bad, but this? THIS? What are you doing to me, Sarah J. Maas!? This is awful. I’m so unhappy. I’m so hurt. I’m crushed!!!
Loc 3353: *sobs*
Loc 4426: *more sobs*
Loc 5540: Oh ouch!
Loc 5631: She just keeps killing me and killing me!
Loc 5642: Wow, this is beautiful, vivid writing. [Yep, I still suck.]
Loc 5693: Hmm. I’m not quite understanding why this is supposedly so devastating. I mean, I knew–and he should have known–this kind of revelation was going to happen. Right?
Ending: I don’t think I can endure the next book. *immediately buys next book*