People giving this book two or more stars are being very kind.
Have you ever felt like someone took a word and attached it to everything under the sun and devalued its meaning in the process? That is what Konstantinos has done here. I never want to see the word "nocturnal" again. Nocturnal witch, nocturnal servant, Nocturnal Tradition, nightkind, ect ect. I honestly feel like the author specifically catered to the gothic stereotype, cramming this book full of what feels like leftover gaming necromancer fantasies with vampire lore. It feels... Silly.
The introduction may as well have said "you are the chosen one!" in bright letters, as it assuredly claims the book found you! (Not the other way around) Aside from finding this sort of introduction highly suspicious and offputting, i continued. I should have stopped there and returned the thing immediately. The beginning of the book is fine, in that it caters to a 101 witchcraft crowd with the wheel of the year, but from there you are made to feel as if the night is the only time that matters. The significance of the day and the summer months is severely overlooked and neglected, to the point of non existence in this ethos. After that I feel like I am reading a rejected fantasy book. I frankly got to certain points and put the book down. I get it. Dark, creepy, mysterious, blah blah blah. Still feels like a bad fantasy over a hundred pages in.
If i had to find something good to say about this book, it would be that talk about covens is within the first few pages and gives some food for thought in regards to leadership and lifespan of a circle.