Ketterdam does not forgive softness, and Kaz Brekker has built an empire on the promise that he has none. Sharp-minded, sharp-witted, and carved from grief, he is a myth wrapped in leather and shadows - until the one person who's seen every fracture in him steps out of his past and into his future. Eira has survived the same streets that made Kaz a monster, and unlike anyone else, she has walked beside him through every dark corner of the Barrel: the schemes, the blood, the ghosts that still claw at him from the harbour's depths. She knows the boy beneath the gloves. The one who bleeds. The one who fears. The one who wants. This isn't a love story. It's a story of survival, of loyalty, of grief. It's the story of two broken souls choosing each other in a city designed to devour them. And sometimes, that is the most dangerous thing. (Shadow and Bone season 1&2) (Disclaimer: I own nothing but Eira and the original scenes and dialogue I have written) (A/N: Please don't plagiarise. I hope you like it!)

you're the one that i want (and i've turned down every hand). ⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖ kaz brekker, six of crows to crooked kingdom. PREVIOUSLY TITLED, ANCHOR.

𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕... 𝘒𝘢𝘻 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘖𝘊 𝘈 𝘚𝘪𝘹 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘕𝘰 𝘔𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝑰𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒅... 𝘒𝘢𝘻 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘖𝘊 𝘈 𝘚𝘪𝘹 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 (𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 - 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘴)

Ketterdam knows her only as Shadow, a girl cloaked in silence, with fire at her fingertips and secrets in her wake. She moves alone through the city's underworld, selling whispers and slipping through locked doors like smoke. But when a job leads her into a confrontation with Kaz Brekker, the infamous Bastard of the Barrel, her path tangles with the Dregs in ways she never planned. He comes to her again, not with threats, but with business. Rumors of a sun summoner. War stirring across the sea. And a deal only she can broker. But nothing in Ketterdam is free. A slow-burn Grishaverse fanfic set between Shadow and Bone and Six of Crows, weaving shadows, saints, and secrets into a story of survival, power, and the cost of knowing too much.

𝘍𝘦𝘵𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘒𝘢𝘻 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘬𝘬𝘦𝘳.

--"𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭"- -[ Kaz Brekker x female oc ] | Starts in Shadow and Bone | [I do not own shadow and bone. This book may contain mature scenes]

In the time of darkness, when the world seems broken and the skies are heavy with sorrow, a Saint will emerge from the shadows. Sankta Nyra, the Ghost, will rise not as a figure of wrath alone, but as the light in the deepest night. She will be the harbinger of both destruction and redemption, the delicate balance between vengeance and salvation. Born of blood, pain, and betrayal, Sankta Nyra will carry the weight of the world upon her shoulders, yet her heart will remain steadfast and unyielding. She is both a weapon and a healer, a fierce protector of the weak and a merciless avenger of the wronged. Those who have been cast aside by the world will find solace in her presence, for she will be a beacon for the forgotten, the lost, and the oppressed. Her hands, though stained with blood, will also carry the power to heal wounds that have festered for too long. Her eyes, filled with the pain of the broken, will see through the illusions of the world and reveal the truth hidden in the darkest corners. She will walk between worlds, neither wholly light nor dark, but embodying the balance that keeps the world from tipping into chaos. The lost will be found, the broken will be mended, and those who are oppressed will rise with her. She will tear down the walls built by the cruel and the powerful, not with hate, but with the strength of love for those who have been forgotten. Through her, the impossible will become possible, and through her, the world will be made whole again. And when the skies clear, when the shadows recede, and the people rise to claim what was stolen from them, it will be the legacy of Sankta Nyra-the Saint of the Ghost-that will guide them. Her light will shine, and those who have stood in the dark will finally know peace.

Vera Rollins, the daughter of the notorious Pekka Rollins, has lived a life defined by trauma and silence. She wears gloves to protect herself, to shield the world from the scars her father left behind. Kaz Brekker, a man forged in the streets of Ketterdam, has made it his mission to destroy her family. But when their paths cross, the two enemies find themselves locked in a game far more dangerous than either of them expected. In a world where touch is both a weapon and a curse, they will have to confront their pasts, their demons, and each other-whether they want to or not. "The touch of α hαnd ıs never just α touch. It's α promıse, α ɯound, α betrαчαl."