Unholy. Bloody. Hell. 🩸 I don’t even know where to begin with this one—because The O’Connell sisters just walked onto the scene, staked me through the heart, and made me thank them for it.
From the first page, this debut had me by the throat. The worldbuilding? Lush, intricate, dripping with Gothic decadence. The storyline? Addictive in the worst/best way—I’m talking literal book crack. And the characters? Don’t get me started or I’ll be here all night because, babes, they’re sinful perfection.
These two didn’t just write a debut—they came in swinging like seasoned dark queens. The prose is lyrical yet sharp, the magic system rich with lore and bloody hierarchies, and the political intrigue? Deliciously messy. And let’s talk tropes: enemies to lovers, reluctant heroes, villains so perfectly crafted you almost want to kiss them (almost), secret identities, and more than one monster lurking in the dark. This isn’t just a vampire story—it’s a whole Gothic symphony. 🎻
Now, y’all know your girl is a vampire fiend. I own every Anne Rice novel in collector’s edition, and I still devoured this like it was my first taste of crimson on the tongue. And let me be crystal clear—this is no sparkly Twilight knockoff. The O’Connell sisters will drag you willingly into the shadows, lace you up in velvet, and feed you to their world one razor-sharp chapter at a time.
And babes, once I picked it up? Everything else was dead to me. Work? Ignored. Responsibilities? Nonexistent. Dinner? Cold. This book owned me body and soul. And that ending? I’m feral for book two (Treacherous Trickery in the Hargrave Empire series—already pre-ordered, obviously).
Final verdict? KU readers, run—don’t walk. This isn’t just a debut; it’s an initiation. The O’Connell sisters are officially my new dark fantasy drug dealers, and I am never quitting this high. 🖤🔥
Oh, and massive thank you to the sisters for the physical copy—I feel blessed, marked, and willingly enthralled. My thoughts may be unhinged, but they are very much my own.