But when her regiment is attacked, Alina unleashes dormant magic not even she knew she possessed. Orphaned and expendable, Alina Starkov is a soldier who knows she may not survive her first trek across the Shadow Fold - a swath of unnatural darkness crawling with monsters. Now with a stunning new cover and exclusive bonus material: A lost letter from Mal, The Tailor (a Genya story) and a Q&A with Leigh Bardugo. Perfect for fans of Laini Taylor and Sarah J. Her king, his queen, and their city and all of its sin and saints.Enter the Grishaverse with book one of the SHADOW AND BONE TRILOGY by number one New York Times- bestselling author, Leigh Bardugo. Their love, tangled in white sheets and floating on mixed breaths, threaded deep into the marrow of the city. Kaz loves the warmth because it’s no burning fever or cold corpse and Inej loves it because it’s the warmth of a man she knows, not a man looking for pleasure.
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Little of his skin touches her skin, and yet the warmth of their bodies still seeps through.
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Somehow, he remembers that he’s alive and he has his world in his hands and that is better than any drug.Īnd as the rain continues its torrent they slowly fall asleep, arms around each other.
She loves him and he loves her, and somehow that is enough. They pull apart and kiss again and again, and somehow they end up sitting on his bed, and somehow he doesn’t want to be anywhere else. There’s nothing fancy, nothing big, but the love pouring from their souls makes up for it all. It’s light and brief, barely a brush, before coming back in full. Kaz hums, and she closes her eyes, content to stay like this forever. She laughs, and again everything inside of him blooms. “You know stealing is a crime, right?” He teases, trying to ease the tension. She smells like wood and the sea, and suspiciously like his bed. His breath hitches and the water rises, but the smell of her pulls him away. Slowly, she leans forward, and their foreheads touch, noses barely brushing. They’re breaths mingle, and they adjust to the closeness for a few silent minutes, the rain providing the background noise. Inej moves, matching his pose so they’re inches apart. He leans closer, elbows resting on the mattress. They meet his, and he matches her smile with a small one of his own. She laughs, his favourite sound in the world, her eyes shining like dark suns. She turns so she’s on her back, hand dangling over the side of the bed. “Hey you,” He repeats, moving his chair so he’s in front of her. She meets his eyes and lazily smiles, “Hey you.” He doesn’t know how long he stares, but when she shifts and blearily opens her eyes it feels like no time has passed. She’s smiling in her sleep and he’s never seen something so pretty. Her face is closed, a curl of hair falling across it. He almost smiles and turns to look at her in his bed.
The rain distracts him enough and the muddled thoughts of her, run wild. The rain splatters against the windows, and he almost nods off multiple times. It seemed not even the Dregs were immune to junk mail. He scratched away at the paperwork, wrote some impassive letters to his correspondents, replied to some, ignored others. He tugged off his shoes and unbuttoned the buttons keeping his sleeve in place, rolling them up to expose his forearms. He gently replaced the blankets, frustrated he couldn’t finally give in and sleep and sat down at his desk, sifting through the mail.įirst, though, he pulled off his jacket and vest, leaving him in his shirt and pants. His eyebrow rose when he saw her, having thought she wasn’t due to be back in Ketterdam in almost three weeks. Confused and more than wary, he quietly approached his bed, pulling back the blankets that covered the person to see. So imagine his surprise, and possible frustration when he entered his room to see someone passed out on his bed. The Council of the Tides had recently started breathing down Kaz’s neck, for a reason he was still attempting to figure out. The Black-Tips were testing the streak of luck they had found under new leadership and were attempting to breach their borders with the Dregs. The rain had been relentless for the past two weeks, which didn’t help his leg, which was already struggling with the cold.
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