I think I’m in love. This book was so beautifully intense, so aesthetic, and just so good. Fantasy thrillers should be much more popular, because they’re fucking amazing.
The premise of this book automatically let me know that it was something I needed in my life, and I was right. Following the death of Ariane, best friends Rory, Ella and Yuki are left with unanswered questions and a growing suspicion. Ariane’s death was ruled a suicide; why else would Ariane, who couldn’t swim, be found in the lake?
Then Nani arrives at Grimrose Académie, the prestigious school they attend. The new girl and the three old are forced together as they uncover a string of dark secret hiding behind the perfect facade of their beautiful school.
Also, did I mention that this is dark academia with fairy tale retellings?
The Grimrose Académie was exclusive not only in name, but also in reputation. Its location in Switzerland and the exorbitant price ensured that only the richest and most powerful were able to attend. It sat on one of the Alps’ most beautiful hills and boasted a giant fairy-tale castle with four towers and white marble, gardens extending up to the mountains that surrounded them, and a crystalline lake to complete the view.
Studying at Grimrose was a guarantee of your future. When you studied at Grimrose, nothing could ever go wrong.
This plot was so addictive and so amazing, I read it in about 26 hours and couldn’t put it down within that time. I am not lying when I say this book was one of the best I’ve read this year. I was hooked.
“They are an allegory of what happens in real life. Girls get beaten up and die. It’s a warning, to live chastely. That if you’re a good girl, you get to live.”
The aesthetic and atmosphere of this book were absolutely incredible. First of all, I live for dark academia. Especially when it’s fantasy. And the atmosphere was so tense and yet magical and captivating and I was obsessed. This is one of the things that made me so immersed in the book from the beginning.
Also, just the fact that this book was fairy tales? If you know me, you know I'm obsessed with fairy tales, mythology and retellings. Combined with everything else in the book I was already going to be in love, but Laura Pohl really had to throw in DARK FAIRY TALES??? Is this woman TRYING to kill me?
“Red Riding Hood is eaten by the wolf,” Nani added. “Cinderella’s sister’s eyes get pecked out by birds, and they cut their feet off. Hansel and Gretel both get devoured by the witch. Snow White’s heart gets eaten by her stepmother. They’re fun.”
Rory kept looking at Nani. “That’s your definition of fun?”
The writing was definitely a key factor for me. I loved how it just matched with each character, but simultaneously retained this eloquent, gorgeous tone to it through the whole book. It was so beautiful, rich and mysterious.
Fairy tales were history in a manner of speaking, and history repeated itself. They all shared the same elements in a hundred different cultures. Cultures that had never been in contact with one another, but the reflection still rippled: mistreated girls who fled their homes, the dangers lurking in the wilderness, the wit and kindness needed to survive. They were different tales, but they held the same truth in them for hundreds of years.
One of my favorite things about the book - as always - was the characters. I am in love with these girls. It’s insane.
Ella was such an incredible character in that she had this ferocity, but it was so quiet and so understated that you couldn’t really see it was there. She was introverted and kind and gentle and always the peacemaker. She liked cooking and cleaning and was so patient. She was empathetic and creative.
She was also hardened and traumatized. There was this power about how she was someone who’d been through so much and yet chose to keep fighting in the nicest way possible. Ella is that character who chooses love and gentleness over war, and that’s so underrepresented and so beautiful.
Ella’s cooking wasn’t art, nor her sewing dresses, nor her cleaning. They were things women were expected to do since forever, since they couldn’t be allowed to do anything else. Now they were allowed, and they made beautiful, amazing, world-changing things, and Ella did her things quietly, because when people were out making the world more beautiful, they had to have a safe place to be themselves in. A good home to thrive in.
Ella’s art was making everyone comfortable, so they could be free to go and make the best thing possible with their own special skills.
She’s the kind of girl that people would mistake for passive if they didn’t know any better. And I love that we’re immediately told from the beginning that we have no choice but to know better than that.
No one was going to save Ella. Because her only way out was if someone else offered a hand, a way to save her, a way to forget all the hurt. She’d kept being kind, kept trying to compensate for every single of her traumas, being the best person she could be despite it all. Because one day, someone was going to come and save her, and she couldn’t give them a reason to turn her away.
Yuki was so personally relatable and so complex. She wanted the best for everyone but didn’t know how to get it, and knew how to present herself but now how to be herself. She was, on the outside, this cold and logical person who never let things show, but only because that’s what she needed to be.Her development and character arc was so personal to me and I don’t know why. She was just so memorable, so strong and intense in her own way.
Yuki took a deep breath, because she did not lose her composure, because she was always, always, the image of perfect, no matter what happened, and she was not going to lose her cool today.
Even though she made choices that I disagreed with it was impossible to be annoyed about it because she was just so understandable. Yuki was just that girl, that everyone thinks is perfect when no one knows what the hell goes on in her life, and her mask as well as her perspective was written so amazingly.
She wouldn’t lose her composure. She was the headmistress’s stepdaughter, after all. Her behavior would always be examined first.
Rory was so relatable and stubborn and I loved that she was just this headstrong, willful, aggressive tomboyish girl who did her best to be unapologetic. She was brash and arrogant at times and did her best to go against all the preset expectations for her - a pretty, rich girl with overprotective rich parents.
I loved that she was openly flawed and incredibly proud, and refused to let things get the best of her no matter what. She was a sarcastic and aggressive mood. She could be oblivious and annoying but did so in an open way.
Out of all the notorious students in the castle, Rory Desrosiers was probably the one most used to living in one. Not that she would ever admit to such a thing, because living in a castle was stupid, and the fact that she had lived in not only one, but three, seemed like something that counted less as a curious fact and more like boasting.
Nani was an absolute queen. She was sarcastic and defensive, curious and nerdy, and her narrative was absolutely iconic. She wanted to focus on her goals - aka to find her father after being led to Grimrose - but then decided that she might as well help her new roommates solve a mystery while she was there.
I loved that despite feeling out of place, she refused to be cowed. I found it so relatable that she would rather be reading a book than interacting with people and I loved the way she saw things in the school. She was snarky and did her best to be detached, but also connected with the environment around her.
Nani didn’t like the happy endings of the usual fairy tales. They failed to acknowledge what Nani thought was most important in the story: the path, the darkness that they had been through. Happily ever after never covered what came after that, how half the heroes could be scarred for the rest of their lives. It was a falsehood sold to keep little girls dreaming about something that didn’t exist.
These girls were so layered and developed and each one of them was unique, but incredibly relatable and personal.
The banter between these characters was also incredible. I live for sassy interactions and this book did not disappoint.
“He’s French!” Rory protested.
“You’re half French,” Ella pointed out.
“So I should know!” Rory exclaimed. “It’s okay to be French in like, fiction, but not in real life. I know you’re a sucker for redemption arcs, Ella, but this is going too far.”
“I’m not—” Ella said.
“It’s a fatal flaw,” Rory continued. “Sometimes people are evil or French and can’t be redeemed.”
“Step aside. While you were busy being heterosexual, I studied the art of the blade,” Rory said, taking out one of her smaller training swords from her backpack and jangling it against the lock until half the door broke down. “There you go.”
“None of us are heterosexual,” Ella said, and Rory turned to look at Nani, raising an eyebrow.
“Don’t look at me,” Nani grumbled.
“Thanks for destroying the door,” Yuki added.
“For fuck’s sake, it was destroyed already.”
“None of us are heterosexual” is iconic.
Was he…flirting with her?
Ella had no idea what to say, opening her mouth and then closing it again like an idiot. “I’m sorry, I…” Well, she tried, but words still eluded her, apparently.
“Speechless in my presence, eh? I have that effect on people. It’s usually because I say incredibly stupid things, but I’ll take what I can get.
God. He was flirting. With her.
She was almost seventy-five percent sure.
The romance was also amazing.
Ella and Frederick were MLW (Ella being either bi or pan) and they were so cute, so fluffy and yet so strong with Ella’s healing arc and their bonding. They weren’t an absolute ship for me, but they were definitely adorable.
Frederick stopped in his tracks. “Ella, you deserve the entire world. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”
Ella looked up at him and wondered what she’d done to deserve this. Perhaps she only had to be patient, because in the end, her happy ending would be waiting for her.
She wouldn’t have to change anything at all.
Rory and Pippa were absolutely amazing. The tension, the angst and the yearning was so clear-cut and I literally was obsessed with any scene where they made eye contact. What more could you want past these two aggressive sword lesbians?
Pippa, over the course of three years, had gotten to know Rory more than she had allowed anyone else to. She knew how to get around Rory’s defenses, and not only with a sword.
Nani and Svenja were also WLW, Svenja being a trans girl. And they were amazing. From the developing feelings to the long conversations and the “you’re the only person I can talk to like this” vibes, I loved them. They were absolutely the greatest ship for me in the book.
Nani’s frown deepened, not catching on. “Why are you angry with me?”
“I’m angry because you’re an idiot.”
“I can’t help being an idiot.”
Honestly, queer rep was perfection in this book. Characters were casually open about their sexualities and preferences and I was in love with how effortless it all was. Yuki was aroace, Ella was either bi or pan, Rory was lesbian, Nani was bi or pan, and a lot of the side characters were also queer. I loved it. It was so subtle but done so well and that’s exactly how it should be.
The diversity and representation as a whole was incredible.
This is the first book I’ve read where a character has chronic pain not caused by an injury - Rory has fibromyalgia and has struggled with it all her life. This is also one of the only books I’ve read where a character has diagnosed anxiety. Ella has OCD and her mental health is such a strong aspect of her character.
Nani specifically stood out to me as a racially/physically diverse character, being Hawaiian and explicitly stated as fat and plus-sized. And her perspective was so openly critical and opinionated and she said everything that I want to say.
Nani remembered her name now. Michaella or Mickaylee or something equally full of unnecessary letters.
I was also in love with the mental health rep, not only with Ella’s OCD and the grief from Ariane’s death. But also the trauma that came from their separate childhoods, some more severe than others. For example, Ella’s stepmother and stepsisters were extremely toxic and abusive at times, and Ella’s perspective reflected that so well.
What I also loved was Yuki’s perspective. Just from the expectations piled on her, the things she’s dealt with and the struggle she faced every day - no explicit traumatic events, but a still-struggling mindset that I think deserved so much validation and representation. This book served.
Empty was a good word for how Yuki felt.
Empty, trying to fill herself with words and gestures that weren’t her own.
Empty, because no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t hold on to anything for herself.
She wondered, for a minute, what would happen if she’d let all fall away. Let them see what Yuki looked like underneath, the color of her longing, the shape of her want.
The problem was Yuki didn’t even know what she longed for.
What she wanted.
What she was afraid of.
She was hungry for the taste of the world, to run free, to break free from the bonds she’d been caged in and all the things that people expected when they looked at her.
Yuki was none of those things.
She was not gentle. She was hungry.
And if her hunger cleaved her open, she’d let the world break in two.
I loved the lessons and stories this book carried. Everything about it was beautiful and addictive, but not in the way that deviated from the plot. It was just such an aesthetically immersive book. It came across strong and relevant, with points about feminism and racism and inclusion, but everything was included perfectly in the story so that it didn’t seem like one of those books written to make a point.
“No one is better because they’re not angry, because they don’t hurt people. It’s just what you need to do to cope. You do whatever it takes. Whatever you have to do to survive.”
Overall, I pretty much loved every aspect of the book. The characters and their development, the writing, the story, the representation, and the aesthetic. Everything about it just worked perfectly together. I binged it within 26 hours and I have no regrets. I just couldn’t put it down.
It was so gorgeous and exciting and intense. I didn’t know how well fairy tales and boarding school murders would gel, but now I wish this was a whole genre. Everything about this book is just iconic.
“What, you’re going to tell me you’re a magical cat too?” Nani asked it, eyebrows raised and hands on her hips. “If you’re gonna talk, you better start.”
Nani stared at Mephistopheles. Mephistopheles stared at her.