Little Thieves (Little Thieves, #1)

by Margaret Owen

“Vanja” was the first thing I said to my godmothers, “my name is Vanja.”

BITCH. IM SAT

never wanted to be your servant!” I almost scream. “I wanted to be your daughter!”

Oh honey, Vanja let me hug you

“Eiswald’s daughter. Sometimes she’s a bear.”

Ragne is my favorite omg

“Just money?” I gasp through the cacophony, and sweep a hand at the children watching flames devour the Gänslinghaus. Only some of them even have coats on. “How are you going to feed them? Where are you going to stay?” I shake the purse at her. “How are you going to buy a new house, Gisele? How can you live like this for a year, and still say it’s just money?”

VANJA YES THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

I fling the coat directly into his face and hurl myself back at the trellis. Through the wool I still hear a muffled “Wait!”

Oh my GOD

“If you were as bad as the von Falbirgs, I’d—” About to say throw you back in the Yssar, I realize that might not be the best choice, considering Klemens. Unfortunately, what stumbles out of my mouth, shaking with tears, is worse: “I’d have never let you in.”

AGHHHHH

I’m afraid I will be one more person who fails you. I know I think you’re afraid of that too. Please don’t run I can’t ask you to choose me this us to stay, but I want to be with you more than I fear losing you. If you want me to chase you, I will chase you. If you want me to find you, I will find you. If you’ll have me, I will choose you every time. Maybe I’ve finally learned to be brave.

EMERIC DUDE

“I’ve already met Death,” I sneer. “She doesn’t care if I’m pretty.”