Ruin and Rising (The Shadow and Bone Trilogy, #3)

by Leigh Bardugo

“Do you believe it?” I asked the priest. The question had plagued me since I’d first heard word of him gathering this cult. “Do you really think I’m a Saint?” “What I believe doesn’t matter,”

And this is the bewildering sign of manipulation!!!!!!!!!

“And it’s ordinary people who pay it, peasants like me. Never men like you.”

Got a lil too real world relevant there

“Want to know my secret?” Nikolai asked from behind us. We both jumped. He leaned in, looked from left to right, and whispered loudly, “I have a lot of money.” I rolled my eyes. “No, really,” he protested. “A lot of money.”

This guy is way too funny to be a orince

Nadia held it up. “Are you out of your head? The bodice might as well be cut to the navel.” Tamar grinned. “Exactly.”

Then his eyes—his clever, hazel eyes—went black.

How is this only 50%?????

“Abomination.”

Badass bagra for the win

Misha frowned. “David is kind of a mess.”

On the Wandering Isle, they think Grisha blood is a cure-all—for impotence, wasting plague, you name it. When my brother’s power showed itself, they cut his throat and hung him upside down to drain like a pig in a slaughterhouse.”

Lore drop (mans dropped this one from out of the blue)

“No he doesn’t,” said Tolya. “He watches her the way Harshaw watches fire. Like he’ll never have enough of her. Like he’s trying to capture what he can before she’s gone.” Zoya and I gaped at him. Then she scowled. “You know, if you turned a bit of that poetry on me, I might consider giving you a chance.”

“Oncat has a better chance than you.” Harshaw held the little tabby above him. “Why, Oncat,” he said. “You rogue.”

Now this is elite charecter interaction im starting to really lovec all these vharcters -mal bc my mans is too myserious and pessimistic

“Now, let’s show Misha how bad dancing’s done.” “Kill you, dance with you. Any other requests?” “Not at the moment,” he said, pulling me close. “But I’m sure I’ll think of something.”

“They’re all crazy, Oncat,” he said to the tabby. “Invisible armies, monster princes. Let’s go set fire to something.”

This is my type of guy

“What power is this?”

Mans is crying like a baby :)))

Harshaw was dead,

HUH wheres oncat???

his pockets were stuffed with cheese for Oncat.

thank the lord

I paused to light one for Harshaw, then another, and another. He would have liked the flames.