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“Yeah, that sniper won’t know what’s hit him when I slowly charge at him with my Gillette razor.”
― Holly Jackson, Five Survive

“She stood with her perfect profile turned to the glittering night sky, her hood sliding back. Snow was beginning to fall, and it caught in the dark waves of her hair. “I plant something new for every Grisha lost. Heartleaf for Marie. Yew for Sergei. Red Sentinel for Fedyor. Even Ivan has a place.” She touched her fingers to a frozen stalk. “This will blossom bright orange in the summer. I planted it for Harshaw. These dahlias were for Nina when I thought she’d been captured and killed by Fjerdans. They bloom with the most ridiculous red flowers in the summer. They’re the size of dinner plates.” Now she turned and he could see tears on her cheeks. She lifted her hands, the gesture half-pleading, half-lost. “I’m running out of room.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“Hey Sarge, remember me?”
― Holly Jackson, As Good As Dead

“If I ever miss a deadline, it will be because the apocalypse has started.”
― Holly Jackson, A Good Girl's Guide to Murder / Good Girl, Bad Blood