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572 pages, Paperback
First published November 1, 2016
“There are no rules in this war.”
“Monsters murder entire groups of people without blinking, but get upset when they have to wash human ash from their garden strawberries. Monsters are the ones who watch other people do these things and do nothing to stop it. You and I are not monsters. If anything, we’re miracles.”
“Fear is not an excuse,” Yael told him. “Fear is being human.”


“I’m not a girl anymore,” Yael said. The knot over her heart only seemed to grow—thick with blood not hers. “I’m an assassin. I spent so many years learning how to kill, and it’s just made things bloodier.” A few drops plus more plus more … “I thought I could make all this death stop, but—”











Baasch’s voice swelled over the Führer’s speech. He watched the television, a half smile breaking his face. “There will be blood. There will be more than enough. The world is about to drown in it.”
Yael had started off her mission with a nameless list, bloodless hands. She had grown up in the shadow of death—death, so much death, and all for what? She’d watched so many fall into its jaws—Babushka, her mother, Aaron-Klaus—and she’d wanted, so desperately, so helplessly, to stop it.




Yael has escaped the party where she shot Hitler, or so it seemed.
Before she jumped out of the window she saw that instead of Hitler lying dead on the floor, it was another man. A man who was a shapeshifter like her which meant one thing.
There isn't only one Hitler.
So now the problem is how to identify the real one and how to get to him when there could be thousands lookalikes.
Another, bigger problem is that exept from her, no one else knows the truth.
After she shot the lookalike the cameras turned off, sending the signal to the ressitence to storm the street.
That however is a problem Yael can not deal with right now since she is on the run from Hitler's men.
Lost in thought she didn't realized she was followed.
Luka saw what he thought was Adele Wolf jump down the window, running through the woods and changing appearence into some Japanese woman he never saw before.
With an army searching for Adele and surely him, (since he was her ticket into the party), he had no other option than to follow this person.
Meanwhile Adele's brother Felix, still tied up under the bed, started to regaing consciousness.
Unfortunately for him he hadn't much time to escape before soldiers came into the room and dragged him away for interrogation.
After two broken fingers and alot other bruises and the knowlege that Adele wasn't indead Adele but an imposter... he gave some information about Yael's tattos and thinking that the nazis had his family, he agreed to spy on Yael and find out information about the ressitence
So after some escaping, alot of wandering and some more beeing captive (by the Russians this time), they all made it back to the headquaters of the ressitence where Felix and Adele reunited.
Still thinking however that their parents were held hostage by the nazi army and Adele whining about how poorly they treated her, he called the commander giving him every information he needed to find them and shut down the ressistence.
When it was clear that Felix was played by the commander and he sold them out for no reason at all and that he and his sister were as good as dead....
Yael and Luka managed to escape and play out the plan they had made to bring awareness to the people.
However a big surprise was awaiting them in the TV studio.
At the end of the book we see Felix and Adele reconsiliate with their parents.
The war is won and Yael is planning her next mission.
I stalled for as long as I could but this needs to be out of my system so I can move on. As much as I love reading a series, the ending, that wrapping up of things, it always leaves sadness behind. Wolf by Wolf was exceptional and so was Blood for Blood. A unique journey with strange elements and even stranger characters, the series explored one of the deadliest what-ifs in human history. And yet, it managed to make me smile and laugh amidst the violence and the death.

Okay, I’m done being sappy.
I absolutely loved the fact that we had multiple points of view this time around; mostly Yael’s, Felix’s and Luka’s but also a few others. It was insightful and made things much more interesting. I especially enjoyed “the three portraits” sections of the book. One chapter essentially repeated the same thing that happened in Iron to Iron albeit a bit briefly. Luka’s chapters were the funniest, as funny as they could get in a story like this. He became my favorite character in this series. Felix did the exact opposite. Yael was the middle ground.
-There were no motorcycles in this but the thrills did come, if from a different front. It was enormously exciting. Especially when Yael and her partner (in a moment) broke into doctor Geyer’s lab, I kept waiting for it all to screw up while figuratively biting my nails. When you’re afraid of what might come next, it’s a sign that the book is good.
-About Luka’s discovery of Yael’s skinshifting. I was surprised how swiftly he came to the conclusion that Adele wasn’t Adele, rather a different person posing as her. It could have gone a different way, he could have assumed that Adele was a skinshifter and yet he didn’t.
-Miriam was alive! After all this time! That was a good one.
-Felix screwed so much up. He and Adele were just despicable. I thought I would understand his actions and perhaps somewhere along the way I did but the consequences of his stupidity were terrible and I’ll never forgive him. As for Adele, I thought wrong. She never did love Luka. Her loss.
-The Fuhrer had died 4 years ago and Himmler was using doppelgangers to maintain the Nazi rule. I totally saw that coming.
-Luka I totally did NOT see that coming. WHY?

I think I haven’t yet mentioned how barely-there yet subtle and meaningful the romance is in this series. Yael and Luka were perfect for each other. Each filled the hole the other had in his/her heart. It was a love worth sighing for. And these were the kind of books worth remembering.



