The Six of Crows Duology (The Six of Crows, #1-2)

by Leigh Bardugo

Joost had two problems: the moon and his moustache.

The full moon looked less like a jewel than a yellowy blister in need of lancing.

“You can stop craning neck like hopeful goose,”

Besides, she was the Wraith – the only law that applied to her was gravity, and some days she defied that, too.

“When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.”

Kaz leaned back. “What’s the easiest way to steal a man’s wallet?” “Knife to the throat?” asked Inej. “Gun to the back?” said Jesper. “Poison in his cup?” suggested Nina. “You’re all horrible,” said Matthias. Kaz rolled his eyes. “The easiest way to steal a man’s wallet is to tell him you’re going to steal his watch.

“No mourners.” “No funerals,”

“It’s not natural for someone to be as stupid as he is tall, and yet there you stand.

Even the people, clinging to traditional Ravkan dress, looked like relics of another time, objects salvaged from the pages of a folktale.