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.

“Keep talking, Wraith. Don’t slip away from me.” “But it’s what I do best.”

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

Matthias suspected that Brekker would drag the girl back from hell himself if he had to.

“Fine. But if Pekka Rollins kills us all, I’m going to get Wylan’s ghost to teach my ghost how to play the flute just so that I can annoy the hell out of your ghost.”

My enemies? Our enemies.

“You’re welcome, you big idiot.” He’d lied. He did like the way she talked.

I have been made to protect you. Only in death will I be kept from this oath. It was the vow of the drüskelle to Fjerda. And now it was Matthias’ promise to her.