“ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪꜰ ᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏ ᴇɴᴅ?”
“ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʙᴇ. ɢᴏᴅꜱ ɪꜰ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ, ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴇɴᴅ. ɪ ᴅᴇᴄʟᴀʀᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏɴᴇ.”
My Blade, Your Back picks up immediately where Your Knife, My Heart left off, and from the first page it felt like watching the most relentlessly action-packed war movie unfold—loud, brutal, cinematic, and emotionally charged.
At the heart of it all is Emery — Morphine — my girl. Her codename couldn’t be more fitting. There’s something about her presence that steadies chaos, eases pain, and still carries a dangerous edge. Even when her world feels fractured, she never loses her core. She endures. She adapts. She keeps choosing herself and the people she loves, no matter how many times the ground shifts beneath her. Her strength isn’t loud—it’s persistent, stubborn, and deeply moving.
And Cameron — Mori. I’ll be honest: he frustrated me in the first half. But grief and guilt are not clean emotions, and the way he carries them here feels painfully real. He doesn’t fall apart—he closes in on himself, lets the weight calcify inside him, and bleeds inward. Watching him navigate that internal war was difficult, but it made his journey feel earned.
What truly makes this book work, though, is them together.
This is a love story about finding each other again and again. Through loss, distance, fractured memories, and impossible circumstances, they keep circling back—drawn together like something inevitable. Their bond isn’t soft or easy; it’s forged through survival, choice, and an almost defiant refusal to let go. They see each other at their worst, and still decide: you, every time.
The found family only deepens that emotional core. The loyalty, the shared history, the way these characters show up for one another in the middle of war adds so much heart to an already high-stakes story.
As the conclusion to the duology, this book is heavier, more reflective, and rooted in consequence. While I missed some of the razor-sharp tension of book one, what we get instead is resolution, depth, and the quiet power of love that survives everything.
K.M. Moronova is officially an auto-buy author for me. This duology wrecked me—in the best way—and I’d fall into this world again. Again. And again.