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346 pages, Paperback
First published May 3, 2022
4.5 stars★★★★★
"I'm a monster for monsters."After an unfortunate incident involving a long fall and a little impaling, Lane ditched the only place she called home. With her two sisters in tow, Lane set up a private investigation business that did less investigating and more debt collecting.
"They call me monster, but it's monsters who haunt my nightmares, hands slamming in my back..."A routine case causes chaos to enter her life, as the woman she was paid to bring in is part of a much bigger plot that threatens the lives of all sun fae. The sun stones are stolen and Lane is probably the best person to find them. These sacred objects the sun fae use to funnel their magic. Without them, they will perish. The thing is, Lane couldn't give a shit about the sun fae. They could all burn for all she cares. As an outcast, she was tormented by the sun fae. Why save the people who hate and look down on you. Unfortunately, her father and adopted sisters would be one of the many who would suffer. Lane is stuck in a hard place, but her hand is forced when the people at the very top ask her for help.
"I had to help the sun fae. At least I could make sure they knew who saved them. Shove it down their throats. Here's your hero: the mutt, the abomination, the monster. I'd have posters made."
"One day, you'll show them all how wrong you they are about you. You're not a monster. You're not a monster. You're not a monster."She wants what everyone wants, acceptance. The cost of acceptance might be more than she is willing to give. How far would you go to prove yourself? How far would you go to save your loved ones? Lane toes the line to both of those questions and suffers major consequences.
"Acceptance might have been what I wanted, but it was never what would make me whole."I think what was most poignant was how Lane regarded her mother. This one throwaway line was the most depressing analysis of how deeply rooted Lane's search for acceptance manifested in following her mother's career, not for the love of helping but to have what she has - respect.
"I'd aspired to be like her- respected, loved, necessary."
"Mom and Dad might have adopted us into the family, but you, Y'sindra, and me, we're sisters We don't need to share blood for that to be true. Where you go, I go."
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