Six of Crows (Six of Crows, #1)

by Leigh Bardugo

Besides, old women must know something, or they wouldn’t live to gather wrinkles and yell from their front stoops.

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

Kaz was dizzy, and his limbs felt creaky from being trapped in the chair, but everything seemed sunnier with a weapon in his hand.

“Please, my darling Inej, treasure of my heart, won’t you do me the honor of acquiring me a new hat?”

“Remember what I told you at Hellgate, Nina?” “It’s hard to keep track of all your wisdom.”

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.

“I’ve never heard you admit you’re not good at something.” “Well, it happens so rarely.”

He’d heard there were sharks in these waters, but he knew they wouldn’t touch him. He was a monster now, too.