- Dark Academia
- Magical Ivy League
- Love Triangle
- Found Family (that might break)
- Impostors / Forbidden Entry
- Corrupting Magic
- Gothic Mystery
- Unrequited Crush Tension
- Deadly Secrets on Campus
- Twisty Cliffhanger Ending
Sibylline or however you pronounce that, (still saying it like “sy-bell-een” in my head and refusing to Google) is Melissa de la Cruz serving up her signature witchy dark academia with a side of "why choose" romance that's got more tension than a group chat.
There’s Raven the wildcard, Atticus the mind-reading brooder who's basically a walking empathy sponge, and Dorian the glove-wearing touch-averse charmer who can psychically grill any artifact like it's on a hot seat. All three get rejection letters by the magical Ivy League of their dreams. So what do they do? Crash the party by getting a job, sneaking into candlelit lectures, pilfering a grimoires from the Rosette Library, and accidentally sorta awakening their powers while dodging a conspiracy that's straight up murdering students (or, well two?)
Atticus and Dorian's dual POVs are like those identical twins at a costume party who both showed up as the same thing. I kept flipping back like, wait, is this the guy who reads minds or the one who can't touch without getting a history lesson? Give 'em a signature scent or a quirky curse already. Atticus could brood exclusively over black coffee, Dorian over vintage vinyl. Idk, something. Raven steals every scene she's in, though, with her chaotic energy keeping the found family from imploding too soon.
Plot wise, it's 300 pages of vibes over velocity. By halfway through, they've yoinked one forbidden text (peak heist energy), accidentally destroyed it, and sparked actual magic maybe thrice. The rest? Pure yearning. Yearning in the rain-slicked quad. Yearning while trying to hide in an underground tunnel they’re not supposed to be in while hiding from the administrator. I get it, magic and love are two sides of a cursed coin that can build empires or burn bridges, but maybe dial back the "his glance made my knees file for unemployment" monologues and crank up the stakes. It wasn’t even til like 70 percent in that someone died, and it wasn’t important anyway, and was glossed over.
The tone shuffle from cozy YA boarding-school rebellion the whole way (secret societies! Poly tension!), then last few minutes hits like a freight train to NA town with a dream sequence spice level that left me sputtering "hold up, is this the same book or did we portal to a different publisher?" Ma'am, this is a magical university, not a Wendy’s drive thru for sudden steam this late in the game.
It's screaming series setup. It ends on a cliff that's more "tease for book two" than "bang, you're hooked", but I'll be first in line for the sequel because these guys have burrowed into my brain. I just hope for more plotting, less pining. My inner plot gremlin is parched.