Let us begin the bridge burning…
Alrighty then, just so we are all aware, this book took over my Goodreads, my Facebook, my chat with my sister, and my living room/family. I ran myself through a gamut of emotions…but not the emotions the author was going for.
I have never given a review on an ARC that wasn’t positive. I know how much early reviews drive book sales, and even if everyone hates my opinions, they’re reading them. I would never do anything to hurt that important time in a baby book’s life. This is my world, too, as I’m not just a reader, but work in the fringes of the literary universe. Typically, I’ll bow out or wait a week or so before posting, taking my scolding from whoever controls the ARC team process and moving on. I just have too much to say this time, and I feel like someone should say it. It seems I’m always gonna be that guy and I’ve resigned myself to my fate.
I’m not going to lie or be mean, though. I’m also going to point out that
my unwanted opinions are my own, and I forever encourage you to read all of the books and form your own
. Please do not take anyone’s word as law. Everyone that reads a book will read a different one than you did. Art is subjective, and literature is just art with words.
With that being said, this book was a struggle for me to get through. At one point, I honestly felt like I was the butt of an extremely unfunny joke. Like everyone else was in on it and I just didn’t get it. I felt zero percent of the emotions I’m fairly certain I was supposed to, and instead just felt one hundred percent done.
Does Aurelia have BPD? Because I feel like she has BPD. I see you, girl, and he was never going to be your FP. That, and the absolute bad ass she was in book one wasn’t anywhere in this book until it was almost over, and even then it didn’t last and was contradicted with her inner dialogue and outward actions. Her naivety and ignorance due to her abuse and isolation growing up were all anyone ever saw, and Llyr and Cerise couldn’t carry her character by themselves. Is there really freedom and healing if neither are actually present, just alluded to?
I also really hope that the ARCs weren’t the final copies, because the dire need for editing is a standout in the top reasons I had such a difficult time reading this book. The errors alone were enough to cause me physical pain, but the inconsistencies added insult to injury. If you’re only wearing your undershirt, then you take said undershirt off, how are you taking it off again in the same scene? How does a slip transform back into a dress mid-ravaging?
Editing is so important. It’s 2023, and it’s never been worse. No one ever seems to comment on it or care, so we’re all just out here trying to make things make sense, and then pretending we’re fine with it, lest we hurt someone’s feelings. That’s not really fair for any party involved, honestly. I know it’s the thing that makes folx roll their eyes at me, but y’all still keep my DMs flooded on all platforms, so do with that information what you will.
I was obsessed with book one. Rabidly so. I’ve read it almost twenty times (which I also never do as I’m not one to go back and reread when I can remember things just fine) and I was too excited to verbally explain for this book. I have suggested both over and over to countless people, even in strictly MM romance circles. I touted it as one of the only cishet romantasy series I found I could still enjoy.
I no longer feel that way. I’ll read the last book when it comes out, but that’s only because I’m invested in the hope that gratuitous plot twists, ridiculous and unnecessary drama, and the one-up syndrome will fall away eventually and give way to a satisfying enough ending. It actually breaks my heart to say that, too, because I still hold so much love for book one. If I hadn’t read it so many times, I wouldn’t believe I’d loved it so much after reading this one. They feel like they came from two different authors. Like, if Sanderson had done TWoT dirty instead of rocking it.
It’s a depressing spotlight on why I left the cishet lit circle. It’s all about shock value, and when it doesn’t make sense, it doesn’t work. I get what the author was trying to do, but it fell flat and felt like I was reading a knock off of Zodiac Academy. Give them something good, then rip it away violently and replace it with ten more awful things. If I’m not getting any happy at all, what am I reading for? Seriously, if nothing good ever happens and gives me a reason to fight through the angst and pain, what’s the point? When everything is on fire and nothing ever gives the characters/readers any hope, it’s time to put the book down.
There’s so much I could say, but spoilers aren’t fun. When I say it’s actually causing me pain to write this review, I mean that. I never saw any of this coming, and I’m not talking about the umpteen plot twists. I saw those coming miles away.
But, again, for those that chose to skim and the ones stuck in the back that can’t hear/see:
Read the book.
Make your own decision on whether you love it or loathe it.
3/5. As always, rating is for the book itself as it’s presented, and not my opinion. It needs A LOT of editing, and at least one more out-loud reading of the MS to fix the glaring issues with the grammar and the inconsistent content. I didn’t hate it, but I didn’t love it either. I’m off to read some fluffy as hell fluff as I cry over the fact that Llyr didn’t deserve any of that.
🫶🏽Remember to be kind to yourself when reading🫶🏽
[I received an ARC, and this is my honest opinion. I’m sorry, but I’m also not sorry, and for that I’m sorry. My review would’ve been the same had I purchased the book myself like I planned to initially.]