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The Union army may be full of bastards, but there's only one who thinks he can save the day single-handed when the Gurkish come calling: the incomparable Colonel Sand dan Glokta.
Curnden Craw and his dozen are out to recover a mysterious item from beyond the Crinna. Only one small problem: no one seems to know what the item is.
Shevedieh, the self-styled best thief in Styria, lurches from disaster to catastrophe alongside her best friend and greatest enemy, Javre, Lioness of Hoskopp.
And after years of bloodshed, the idealistic chieftain Bethod is desperate to bring peace to the North. There's only one obstacle left - his own lunatic champion, the most feared man in the North: the Bloody-Nine . . .
Sharp Ends combines previously published, award-winning tales with exclusive new short stories. Violence explodes, treachery abounds, and the words are as deadly as the weapons in this rogue's gallery of side-shows, back-stories, and sharp endings from the world of the First Law.
'Joe Abercrombie is doing some terrific work' George R. R. Martin
'Delightfully twisted and evil' Guardian
'Joe Abercrombie has written the finest epic fantasy in recent memory.' Junot Diaz, Pulitzer Prize Winner, on Red Country
'Joe Abercrombie is probably the brightest star among the new generation of British fantasy writers ...' The Times
304 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 26, 2016


“Kindness always brings kindness in the long run.”




“Within reach of his hand, the Bloody-Nine was master.”

“But it is easy to speak of the past, impossible to go there.”


“It is easy to speak of the past, impossible to go there.”
“There’s always good men on both sides of a good fight.”

“One would have thought, with all the good fortune showered upon him, he would have to be the most pleasant man alive. But Glokta was an utter bastard. A beautiful, spiteful, masterful, horrible bastard, simultaneously the best and worst man in the Union.”
“Cleverness, caution and plans will only get a thief so far. Then luck’s a treacherous bitch and won’t always play along, so boldness will have to take you the rest of the way.”
“In bloody days, swords were worth more than gods. They certainly had ‘em outnumbered.”
“It would appear…that the scum who double-crossed us have been double-crossed by some other scum.”
“I am powerful in ways you can only dream, yet I am still a prisoner of what I have done. I can never escape the cell I have made for myself. Things are what they are.”
“The greater a man’s power swells, the smaller his good qualities shrivel.”
“I’d rather fight a brave idiot than a clever coward. Far, far rather.”
“Takes a lifetime of hard work to make a man. Only takes a few moments to end one.”
“It was like old Threetress always said – a sword’s a shitty thing to give a man. Shitty for him, and shitty for everyone around him.”
“Better to rob the righteous,” muttered Shev as she slipped the oars silently through the rowlocks. “Evil people tend to be suspicious and vengeful.”
“What can my unworthy pen set down upon the subject of that great heart, that good friend, that magnificent presence, accomplished lover, occasional sea captain, amateur sculptor of renown, noted connoisseur, champion short-distance swimmer and warrior poet, the famous soldier of fortune, Nicomo Cosca?”
“Did you see two Northmen drinking on your way in?”
“I saw two Northmen. One was reading a book.”
“Really? A book?”
Friendly shrugged. “There are readers everywhere.”
“Some men will break a thing just because they can….but war is a leader’s last resort. Fight a war, you’ve lost already.”



