“I clench my teeth and push forward. My pen grinds out the first and eldest word: an Ink-borne lance of black fire,… — S.G. Night Language Copy Share Image
“The truth is in your actions. The guilt is in your eyes. You have lived in sin for far too long. Tonight,… — S.G. Night Guilt Copy Share Image
“I do not believe that the Duke will find those terms acceptable. Might I convince you to reconsider—” “Dear God, go faul… — S.G. Night Convince Copy Share Image
“I owe nothing to anyone, I swear it! Who hired you? I can pay, just tell me who hired—” “God hired me!”… — S.G. Night Hired Copy Share Image
“And through it all was the pervasive sound of money. Money lost. Money found. Spent. Earned. Exchanged. Gambled. Wasted. Tainted lucre, wealth… — S.G. Night Lost money Copy Share Image
“He and Alexis had met on his first day in Velik Tor. He had been eleven, she ten. They had bonded almost… — S.G. Night Brother Copy Share Image
“Whistling. The Human was whistling to himself, off-key and wretched. Whistling! Like he hadn’t a care or a clue about the poverty… — S.G. Night Mind Copy Share Image
“Racath admired them — well, most of them. Not the deacon. People like the deacon had spent their lives down on their… — S.G. Night Deacon Copy Share Image
“Rachel scowled. “You’ve known Mrak longer than anyone alive. You know what I know — the things he's done, the things he… — S.G. Night Constitution Copy Share Image
“This will do,” Notak said. “I need to meet my colleague to discuss details. How much do you want for the map?”… — S.G. Night Geography Copy Share Image
“I am owed a debt of Human blood. Your share is overdue. God made me your creditor, Hammon. You are mine to… — S.G. Night Owed Copy Share Image
“Forgive me, I have yet to introduce myself.” The Human spread his arms expansively and bowed in his chair. He made grand… — S.G. Night Things that matter Copy Share Image
“No one really knew who (or what) the Curator actually was, nor could anyone guess as to where he came from or… — S.G. Night Resented Copy Share Image
“It’s difficult to explain…you see, I have met her, and so I know that same powerful aspect in her eyes that Racath… — S.G. Night Entire life Copy Share Image
“I am here on behalf of the people of the west. I speak for the Burrows.” “Ohh,” the Demon said, mockery dripping… — S.G. Night Demon Copy Share Image
“Rachel snorted derisively. “You don’t seriously buy into all her prophetess hocus-pocus, do you?” “I do, actually,” Notak said, frowning. “She is… — S.G. Night Whore Copy Share Image
“Unlike the rain-slicked streets of Oblakgrad, Dírorth was a stir of activity. The streets were lined with vendors selling greasy meat pies… — S.G. Night Day life Copy Share Image
“He has a story. A story worth more than my own beating heart. He has a name. A name that — if… — S.G. Night Story Copy Share Image
“Of course, the Genshwin are almost as enigmatic as our hero himself: they were some of the last Majiski, those who had… — S.G. Night Assassins Copy Share Image
“Mother of heaven…” Rachel breathed as she crouched next to Notak in the darkness of their roost across the street. “You said… — S.G. Night Parenting Copy Share Image
“Thinking,” Vrag interrupted. “Is not your prerogative, dog. That is my calling. You go where I tell you to go, you take… — S.G. Night Prerogative Copy Share Image
“This is your first lesson.” He went from Arkûl to Arkûl, taking spears, belt knives and shortswords from their corpses. When he… — S.G. Night Citizenship Copy Share Image
“Despite what you might think, they were comfortable there — the sleeping she-Majiski and the Elf with his book. It was completely… — S.G. Night Books Copy Share Image
“Please. Don’t try and play games with me. It’s belittling. I’m not stupid — I can spot a wolf in sheep’s clothing… — S.G. Night Belittling Copy Share Image
“Genshwin?” Jax called after him. “A moment, if you please?” Racath looked back over his shoulder at the Duke. “I’d like your… — S.G. Night Time Copy Share Image
“If you were to look on him fleetingly, to spare him only a passing glance, you would see only a man. If… — S.G. Night Man Looked Copy Share Image
“No.” The word shattered Felsted’s question like an ugly, stained-glass window. “I chose poison because you deserved it. Because I wanted to… — S.G. Night Betray Copy Share Image
“Racath’s eyebrows drew together. “Terms?” “Yes, terms,” Briz’nar replied, a forked tongue dancing behind its sharkish teeth. “Conditions for the riots to… — S.G. Night Bargaining Copy Share Image
“It will be a battle, then. A siege. A hundred-thousand Ink-borne arrows, flying forth from my flaming pen to assault the walls… — S.G. Night Battle Copy Share Image
“My palm connected with the final looking-glass. A wave of brittle fractures rippled outward from the place my sanguine hand had struck.… — S.G. Night Attrition Copy Share Image
“Why don't you just do it, then?" Racath hissed. "Just kill me. I dare you." Now, I assume you know what this… — S.G. Night Attrition Copy Share Image
