Bella

“He buried his face in her hair, inhaling deeply. "How is it I smell like goose shit and cheap whiskey, and you smell like you just ran through a meadow of wildflowers?"
"Ruthlessness."
He breathed in again. "What is that scent? It reminds me of something, but I can't place what."
"The last child you tried to eat?"
"That must be it.”
― Leigh Bardugo, King of Scars

“She tugged awkwardly at the strip of towel. "I need Nina to fix this one."

He didn't mean to say it. He meant to let her go. "I can help you.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

“Then you'll be branches without blossoms,' he whispered against her hair. 'And you let the rest of us be strong until the summer comes.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Rule of Wolves

“Kaz took a handkerchief from his coat pocket and carefully wiped his face clean. He thought of Inej lying still on the table, her slight weight in his arms.
"Hold him," he told Jesper and the Fjerdan. Kaz flicked his coat sleeve, and an oyster shucking knife appeared in his hand. At any given time he had at least two knives stashed somewhere in his clothes. He didn't even count this one, really -- a tidy, wicked little blade.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Six of Crows