The Way of Shadows: The Night Angel Trilogy: Book 1
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For Durzo Blint, assassination is an art-and he is the city's most accomplished artist.
For Azoth, survival is precarious. Something you never take for granted. As a guild rat, he's grown up in the slums, and learned to judge people quickly - and to take risks. Risks like apprenticing himself to Durzo Blint.
But to be accepted, Azoth must turn his back on his old life and embrace a new identity and name. As Kylar Stern, he must learn to navigate the assassins' world of dangerous politics and strange magics - and cultivate a flair for death.
The Way of Shadows
Beyond the Shadows
Night Angel: The Complete Trilogy (omnibus)
The Way of Shadows: The Graphic Novel
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The Black Prism
The Blinding Knife
The Broken Eye
The Blood Mirror
Sorry.” He bent down so she could look him in the eye. “Your mother isn’t with me, Uly. But I am here to save you. Can you be very very quiet?” “Quiet as a mouse,” she said. The kid was fearless. Either she had no sense, or Elene had done a helluva job calming her fears. “Hello, Elene,” he said, standing. “Hello, whatever your name is.” “His name’s Durzo, but we can call him Zoey,” Uly said. Kylar winked at her, glad for the interruption. Even if children were generally intolerable, she’d
you.” The prince clapped his hands with glee and giggled. “I think that’s the most lovely thing I’ve ever heard. He betrayed me by saving you, and you betrayed him for working for me. Oh, Kylar,” Roth came down the steps to stand in front of him. “If I could trust you damn wetboys, I’d hire you in a heartbeat. But you’re too dangerous. And, of course, you’ve bonded my ka’kari.” Roth’s wytch shifted, obviously nervous to have Roth standing so close to Kylar. The wytch must know something I
It was Durzo Blint’s huge sword, and it was stuck through the floor all the way into the mud, barring Azoth’s escape. Just above Azoth on the other side of the floor, Durzo Blint whispered, “Never speak of this. Understand? I’ve done worse than kill children.” The sword disappeared, and Azoth scrambled out into the night. He didn’t stop running for miles. 2 Four coppers! Four! This isn’t four.” Rat’s face was so rage-red his pimples only showed as a scattering of white dots. He
protest his presence. “Milord, your mother has just returned.” “Oh? Where was she, Wendel, uh, I mean, Master North?” Logan asked. With the men, he did better, but acting the lord to a man who had probably been in charge of spanking him a few weeks ago was beyond Logan right now. Solon didn’t allow himself to grin, though. Let Lady Gyre undermine Logan’s authority. He would have no part of that. “She spoke with the queen.” “Why?” “She put forth a petition for guardianship.” “What?” Solon
truth could only destroy. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have told you. I—” “You’re sorry?!” Elene interrupted him. He knew what the next words out of her mouth would be: You’re a failure. Look at what you’ve done to me. “What are you talking about?” she asked. “You’ve given me everything! You fed me on the streets when I was too young to find food for myself. You saved me from Rat. You saved me when your master was going to let me die. You put me with a good family who loved me.” “But—aren’t you mad