Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1)

by Leigh Bardugo

Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you’ll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won’t matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.

She wouldn’t wish love on anyone. It was the guest you welcomed and then couldn’t be rid of.

“And funny.” “Foolish. Every last thing needn’t be a joke.” “Bold,” Inej said. “Loud.” “So why do your eyes keep searching the crowd for her?”

“Nina is everything you say. It’s too much.” “Mmm,” Inej murmured, taking a sip from her mug. “Maybe you’re just not enough.”

And yet, he did not pull away. She knew it was the best he could offer. It was not enough.

She had her aim now, her heart had direction, and though it hurt to know that path led away from him, she could endure it.

“The life you live, the hate you feel—it’s poison. I can drink it no longer.”

have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath.

She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

They were monsters, he knew it, but boys as well, boys like him—taught to hate, to fear.

“I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”