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I knew nothing going in but it has a downtown Abby/ Bridgerton feel to it, and a must read if you love classics

“Swallowed sunlight”

“Magic is desire” ✨✨

“There were glints of sunlight on your hair and I remember thinking it looked braided with stars.”

“There are birds, and then there are other birds. Maybe they don’t sing. Maybe they don’t fly. Maybe they don’t fit in. I don’t know about you, but I’d much rather be an other bird, than the same old thing.”

The author is really drawing this out, it’s a slow burn mystery.. who is the killer, which I love trying to piece together clues, but now I’m like okay just tell us already 😅

Hundred pages in-
I like how the main character is a 52 year old middle class boomer, makes the story relatable, like hes my dad so i can understand his jokes and his way of thinking. Oh and theres a MAP! I love when books give a map of the layout to help solve the mystery.

This is my favorite of the series so far
Kink is being chased down✨
Love that I know the characters

“I would give you Arcadia, if you’d let me.”✨

Only read this because it was a bookmark challenge book, I didn’t have high hopes but I just binge read this in 24 hours, wanting to throw this book, had to keep reading it, had to know how it
Would end. Honestly looking back it was a lifetime
Movie type journey

I want to scream at the insane mess that is unfolding

This book was worth the wait it took me to finally get it at the library, I’m only 30 pages in and I’m invested! It’s a mystery from the start and I’m hooked

“It’s not anger, it’s anquish.”
“I finally register the unnamed cocktail of anguish that’s been churning in me all day.
It is the comfort of having an ally. It is the powerlessness of infatuation.
It is the terrifying beginning of more.”

The idea of scientifically knowing who your other half is without relying on gut feelings sounds alluring

“His eyes are instead blue, but they’re black rimmed.
Like a mythical creature.”

“He tightens his hold on my mouth, sweeping into my space with the sureness of a hurricane.”

“An ocean that’s groaning and roaring to release its wilderness.”

“More like the darkness of the ocean, and I latch onto that color, to the disruption of the black aura. It’s also my toxic trait to see the good in people, to not let the world harden me until I can no longer empathize with anyone.”

“But maybe he was just doing what he knows how to do to stay safe, how you’re doing what you know how to do to stay safe. That’s how most of us end up hurting people we care about without ever meaning to.”

“I glance around nervously. I shouldn’t gossip about headmates, because I need to see what’s lovable and kind in each of them, but only a fool ignores danger and calls it compassion.”

“We each had our own burdens to bear, and we alone knew their true cost, and whether we could pay it.”

“Light kindled in his eyes, my heart racing like I had run a long way. But I had learned such feelings were dangerous and the wounds they could inflict more painful than those from a blade.”