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375 pages, Hardcover
First published November 4, 2018
”Save your honor for those who have honor themselves. Keep your piety for those who don’t spit on the gods.”THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD BOOK. Holy crap. This was seriously so emotionally draining for me that I had to just sit there for a few days and stew over everything that happened, because otherwise my review would have just been a 25 minute audio recording of me crying and blubbering into the microphone. Umbertouched expanded and improved upon everything that occurred in Rosemarked, and I’m so happy that the series concluded in such a realistic and beautiful way.
”I killed men in the capital. Some fell to the snake I raise for venom, and others came to harm after I put them to sleep. I used my disease as a weapon to threaten others, and there were times when I was tempted to go beyond a simple threat. Yet after all this, I am still Rosemarked. After all this, Ampara comes ever closer to destroying us.”
”You speak of Mehtap as if she’s an innocent child. She’s an assassin with a child’s face, and she’s lived an easier life than most.”
”We’ve been wandering in the dark this entire mission, taking steps as best we could and hoping not to trip and fall. I could yell at Zivah, tell her she should have done her part better. I could point at the shattered parts of myself and tell her that’s her doing. But then I would still be stumbling in the darkness, only this time, I’d be alone.”Y’ALL KNOW I love a good hate to love, and Zivah and Dineas have to be one of my favorite OTP’s that I’ve ever read in any YA book ever. Every time they talked or touched or thought about each other I was just sitting there in the background like
The two left off in Rosemarked with an awkward, but pretty good understanding of each other, and I loved seeing their relationship progress further in Umbertouched. I literally pretty much always hate romance in YA fantasies, but Zivah and Dineas have made me rethink that blind hatred.![]()
”’Our hearts are not so easily changed,’ I say. ‘Nor what runs through our veins.’”
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