Dance of Thieves (Dance of Thieves, #1)

by Mary E. Pearson

The world was so much safer when you only had yourself to lose.

For a few minutes, a wish put a sword in my hand and gave me power over the grimness of our world.

Desperation can be a good teacher, maybe the best teacher.

sleep had become its own thief, stealing away our intentions.

Hehehe

Maybe some trouble was impossible to avoid.

Kicking my feet

“Poison?” His mouth pulled in a smirk. “Here, let me infect you some more.”

Jase Ballenger!!! So giddy rn hehe

You’ve infected me with a poison that I don’t want to flush out.

I can’t promise you any tomorrows. And that was all I wanted.

Crying

Truth that came too late was as useful as a meal to a dead man.

Or maybe we would always be haunted by the memory of each other.