Well— I got nothin’…
Absolutely frickin’ nothing, because nothing I say will do this review the justice it deserves— & isn’t that just damn annoying?
All the stars.
Honestly, just take them all!
What even was that?
Two full pages of trigger warnings tickled me intrigued— but, then the book…
Oh dear god, the book!!
I don’t know how it was done, nor how it was achieved so brilliantly, though there’s a beautiful love story wrapped up in the chaos and carnage of these pages & it’s destroyed me— it built me back up again, but I was leveled all the same, & in the very best of ways.
Love lost, love found… discovery, acceptance… revenge whilst wrist deep in someone’s chest cavity— yeah, damn well delicious is what this was.
I.M. Wraith is almost magical, with how she took a twisted monster of a character who I had practically pegged as irredeemable, & made me feel and fall in love with him!!
Christ, I need Dr. Phil or something… this book was dark… there was so much dark!… hmm, I actually wonder if a priest would be better suited for my current predicament? I don’t think Dr. Phil can fix this— these thoughts, ya know?
Yeah, these thoughts are sending me straight to hell, but I’ll be taking the bus… God knows there will be a few of you on the way, because I’m know you all liked it too— don’t even pretend! You’re fooling no one!
This book was a delectable play on light vs dark. The characters were complex, and so bloody relatable that it’s impossible not to become fully immersed in them and the unfolding story — I was hooked!
FMC- Erica is so real, raw and relatable & MMC, Dr. Cain— Godlike… plays god too, holding life and death in his hands and all that.
Anyway— rambling.
Just read it— heed the trigger warnings (seriously, the author ain’t putting them there for giggles and sh*ts)
PS: Fun fact— Cry, little Dove is I.M. Wraiths debut novel! Yet, this book oozes seasoned professional, & I really hope it’s just the beginning, because I need MORE!
- Well, me having nothing to say sure did end prematurely.