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but i ended up really loving it
I need to make a book blog or something I always run out of room.
I couldn't leave out the best part
Chapter 17
I pulled back to see a second present waiting, the large box wrapped in amethyst paper. "More?" Rhys waved a lazy hand, pure Illyrian arrogance. "Did you think a sketchbook would suffice for my High Lady?" My face heating, I opened the second present. A sky-blue scarf of softest wool lay folded inside. "So you can stop stealing Mor's,"
I need to make a book blog or something I always run out of room.
I couldn't leave out the best part
Chapter 17
I pulled back to see a second present waiting, the large box wrapped in amethyst paper. "More?" Rhys waved a lazy hand, pure Illyrian arrogance. "Did you think a sketchbook would suffice for my High Lady?" My face heating, I opened the second present. A sky-blue scarf of softest wool lay folded inside. "So you can stop stealing Mor's," he said, winking. I grinned, wrapping the scarf around myself. Every inch of skin it touched felt like a decadence. "Thank you," I said, stroking the fine material. "The color is beautiful." "Mmmm." Another wave of his hand, and a third present appeared. "This is getting excessive." "Thank you," I said again. Rhysand's smile deepened. "I had a feeling jewels wouldn't be high on your list of desired gifts." It was true. Beautiful as they were, I had little interest in them. And had plenty already. "This is exactly what I would have asked for." "Had you not been hoping that your own mate would forget your birthday." I snorted. "Had I not been hoping for that." "I want to draw you," I said. "As my birthday present to me." His smile was positively feline. I added, flipping open my sketchbook and turning to the first page, "You said once that nude would be best." Rhys's eyes glowed, and a whisper of his power through the room had the curtains parting, flooding the space with midmorning sunshine.
Two massive figures filled the archway of the dining room, and Rhys paused. Azriel and Cassian, having crept up on cat-soft feet, were also wearing their Illyrian leathers. And from their shit-eating grins, I knew this would not end well. Solstice, Rhys had told me, was for family. And since he was currently spending it with his brothers, I supposed I should find at least one of my sisters.
Of all the things I was guessing they were doing...It def wasn't this
"They're having a snowball fight." Another nod. "Three Illyrian warriors," I said. "The greatest Illyrian warriors. Are having a snowball fight." Mor's eyes practically glowed with wicked delight. "Since they were children." "They're over five hundred years old." "Do you want me to tell you the running tally of victories?"
I snorted. "So the three of them are just in there. Naked. Sweating." Mother above.
"Interested in taking a look?" The dark purr echoed into my mind.
"Lech. Go back to your sweating."
"There's room for one more in here."
"I thought mates were territorial."
I could feel him smile as if he were grinning against my neck. "I'm always eager to learn what sparks your interest, Feyre darling. I surveyed the cabin around me, the surfaces I'd painted nearly a year ago. I was promised a wall, Rhys."
A pause. A long pause. "I've taken you against a wall before."
"These walls."
Another long, long pause.
"It's bad form to be at attention while in the birchin."
My lips curved as I sent him an image. A memory. Of me on the kitchen table just a few feet away. Of him kneeling before me. My legs wrapped around his head.
"Cruel, wicked thing."
I heard a door slamming somewhere in the house, followed by a distinctly male yelp. Then banging—as if someone was trying to get back inside.
Mor's eyes sparkled. "You got him kicked out, didn't you?" My answering smile set her roaring.
Mor held up— I choked. Azriel did, too, whirling on Cassian as he did. Cassian only winked at him as the barely there red negligee swayed between Mor's hands. Before Azriel could undoubtedly ask what we were all thinking, Mor hummed to herself and said, "Don't let him fool you: he couldn't think of a damn thing to get me, so he gave up and asked me outright. I gave him precise orders. For once in his life, he obeyed them." "The perfect warrior, through and through," Rhys drawled. Cassian leaned back on the couch, stretching his long legs before him. "Don't worry, Rhysie. I got one for you, too." "Shall I model it for you?" I laughed, surprised to hear the sound echo across the room. From Elain.
"I gave him me—as no one but him would ever see me. No one but him would ever understand. "It's beautiful," he said, voice still hoarse. I blinked away the tears that threatened at those words and leaned into the kiss he pressed to my mouth.
"You are beautiful," he whispered down the bond.
"So are you."
"I know."
I laughed, pulling away. "Prick."
"There was a tiny box left on the table by the window—a box that Mor lifted, squinted at the name tag, and said, "Az, this one's for you." The shadowsinger's brows lifted, but his scarred hand extended to take the present. Elain turned from where she'd been speaking to Nesta. "Oh, that's from me." Azriel's face didn't so much as shift at the words. Not even a smile as he opened the present and revealed— "I had Madja make it for me," Elain explained. Azriel's brows narrowed at the mention of the family's preferred healer. "It's a powder to mix in with any drink." Silence. Elain bit her lip and then smiled sheepishly. "It's for the headaches everyone always gives you. Since you rub your temples so often." Silence again. Then Azriel tipped his head back and laughed. I'd never heard such a sound, deep and joyous. Cassian and Rhys joined him, the former grabbing the glass bottle from Azriel's hand and examining it. "Brilliant," Cassian said. Elain smiled again, ducking her head. Azriel mastered himself enough to say, "Thank you." I'd never seen his hazel eyes so bright, the hues of green amid the brown and gray like veins of emerald. "This will be invaluable." "Prick," Cassian said, but laughed again. Nesta watched warily from her chair, Elain's present—her only present—in her lap. Her spine stiffened slightly. Not at the words, but at Elain, laughing with them. With us. As if Nesta were looking at us through some sort of window. As if she were still standing out in the front yard, watching us in the house. I forced myself to smile, though. To laugh with them. I had a feeling Cassian was doing the same."
Every amazing moment always has a punch of sadness with SJM
"He'd had enough. Enough of the coldness, the sharpness. Enough of the sword-straight spine and razor-sharp stare that had only honed itself these months. Cassian could barely hear over the roaring in his head as he charged into the snowy night. Could barely register moving aside his High Lady to get to the front door. To get to Nesta.
Nesta's eyes—the same as Feyre's and yet wholly different, sharp and cold as steel—went to his hands. What was in them. "What is that." Another grin as he lifted the small, wrapped parcel. "Your Solstice present." "I don't want one." "You'll want this one." He prayed she would. It had taken him months to find it. "I don't want anything from you."
He told himself he didn't care. He didn't know why the hell he cared. Why he'd bothered. Even from the start. Even after she'd kneed him in the balls that one afternoon at her father's house. Even as she said, "I've made my thoughts clear enough on what I want from you." He'd never met someone able to imply so much in so few words, in placing so much emphasis on you as to make it an outright insult. Cassian clenched his jaw. And didn't bother to restrain himself when he said, "I'm tired of playing these bullshit games." She kept her chin high, the portrait of queenly arrogance. "I'm not." "Well, everyone else is. Perhaps you can find it in yourself to try a little harder this year." Those striking eyes slid toward him, and it was an effort to stand his ground. "Try?" "I know that's a foreign word to you." Nesta stopped at the bottom of the street, right along the icy Sidra. "Why should I have to try to do anything?" Her teeth flashed. "I was dragged into this world of yours, this court." "Then go somewhere else." Her mouth formed a tight line at the challenge. "Perhaps I will." "Be sure to write." "You could at least come live at the House," he began, and she whirled on him. "Stop, stop following me. Stop trying to haul me into your happy little circle. Stop doing all of it." He knew a wounded animal when he saw one. Knew the teeth they could bare, the viciousness they displayed. But it couldn't keep him from saying, "Your sisters love you. I can't for the life of me understand why, but they do. If you can't be bothered to try for my happy little circle's sake, then at least try for them." A void seemed to enter those eyes. An endless, depthless void. She only said, "Go home, Cassian." He could count on one hand the number of times she'd used his name. Called him anything other than you or that one. "Talk to me. Nesta. Tell me—" Nesta only stared at him, then snorted—and walked away. As if he were nothing. As if he weren't worth her time. The effort. A low-born Illyrian bastard. This time, when she continued onward, Cassian didn't follow. Cassian's fingertips dug into the soft wood of the small box. He was grateful the streets were empty when he hurled that box into the Sidra. Hurled it hard enough that the splash echoed off the buildings flanking the river, ice cracking from the impact. Ice instantly re-formed over the hole he'd blown open. As if it, and the present, had never been."
"I know High Ladies are probably supposed to wear a new dress every day," I mused, smiling at the gown, "but I'm rather attached to this one." He ran his hand down my thigh. "I'm glad." "You never told me where you got it—where you got all my favorite dresses." Rhys arched a dark brow. "You never figured it out?" I shook my head. "My mother made them. She was a seamstress, back at the camp where she'd been raised. She didn't just do the work because she was ordered to. She did it because she loved it. And when she mated my father, she continued." I grazed a reverent hand down my sleeve. "I—I had no idea." His eyes were star-bright. "Long ago, when I was still a boy, she made them—all your gowns. A trousseau for my future bride. Every piece … Every piece I have ever given you to wear, she made them. For you." My eyes stung as I breathed, "Why didn't you tell me? I thought you might be … disturbed to wear gowns made by a female who died centuries ago." I put a hand over my heart. "I am honored, Rhys. Beyond words." His mouth trembled a bit. "She would have loved you."
okay rude too much sad sjm
I showed him my palms, the eye in both of them. "I want these changed." "Oh?" "Since you're no longer using them to snoop on me, I figured they could be something else." He set a hand on his broad chest. "I never snoop." "You're the greatest busybody I've ever met." Another laugh. "And what, exactly, do you want on your palms?" I smiled at the paintings I'd done on the walls, the mantel, the tables. Thought of the tapestry I'd bought. "I want a mountain—with three stars." The Night Court insignia. "The same that you have on your knees." Rhys was quiet for a long time, his face unreadable. When he spoke, his voice was low. "Those are markings that can never be altered." "It's a good thing I plan to be here for a while, then." Rhys slowly sat up, unbuttoning the top of his tight black jacket. "You're sure?" I nodded slowly. He moved to stand before me, gently taking my hands in his, turning them palm-up. To the cat's eye that stared at us. "I never snooped, you know." "You certainly did." "Fine, I did. Can you forgive me?" He meant it—the worry that I'd deemed his glimpses a violation. I rose onto my toes and kissed him softly. "I suppose I could find it in me."
and yes the mention of babies, it isn't really said but we have all been waiting for pregnant Feyre since glimpse of them in TOG
"The sex had destroyed me. Utterly ruined me. Any lingering scrap of my soul that hadn't already belonged to her had unconditionally surrendered last night."
oh boy tbh I'm terrified and what better way to get rid of the territorial rage than to see TAMLIN *facepalm*
"Slowly, Tamlin's head lifted, his unbound golden hair dull and matted. "Do you think she will forgive me?" The question was a rasp. As if he'd been screaming. I knew whom he meant. And I didn't know. I didn't know if her wishing him happiness was the same as forgiveness. If Feyre would ever want to offer that to him. Forgiveness could be a gift to both, but what he'd done … "Do you want her to?" His green eyes were empty. "Do I deserve it?" No. Never. He must have read it on my face, because he asked, "Do you forgive me—for your mother and sister?" "I don't recall ever hearing an apology." As if an apology would ever right it. As if an apology would ever cover the loss that still ate at me, the hole that remained where their bright, lovely lives had once glowed. "I don't think one will make a difference, anyway," Tamlin said, staring at the felled elk once more. "For either of you." Broken. Utterly broken."
"Morrigan She'd lied to Feyre. Sort of. She was going to the Winter Court. Just not as soon as she'd said. Viviane, at least, knew when to truly expect her. Although they'd been exchanging letters for months now, Mor still hadn't told even the Lady of the Winter Court where she'd be between Solstice in Velaris and her visit to Viviane and Kallias's mountain home.
Mor hadn't been raised to ride. Not when winnowing was infinitely faster. But with winnowing, it never felt as if she were actually traveling anywhere. As if she were going, running, racing to the next place. She wished it, and there she was. The horses, though … Mor felt every inch of land they galloped across. Felt the wind and smelled the hills and snow and could see the passing wall of dense forest to her left. Alive. It was all alive, and her ever more so, when she rode. Athelwood had come with six horses, the previous owner having grown bored with them. All of them rare and coveted breeds. They'd been worth as much as the sprawling estate and three hundred pristine acres northwest of Velaris. A land of rolling hills and burbling streams, of ancient forests and crashing seas. She did not like being alone for long periods of time—couldn't stand it. But a few days here and there were necessary, vital for her soul. And getting out on Ellia was as rejuvenating as any day spent basking in the sun. She had not mentioned it these past few days in Velaris. Had wanted to make this choice on her own, and had understood how the news might cast a shadow over the merriment. She knew Azriel would say no, would want her safe. As he had always done. Cassian would have said yes, Amren with him, and Feyre would have worried but agreed. Az would have been pissed, and withdrawn even further into himself. She hadn't wanted to take his joy away from him. Any more than she already did. But she'd have to tell them, regardless of what she decided, at some point. Ellia's ears went flat against her head. Mor stiffened, following the mare's line of sight. To the tangle of wood to their left, little more than a thatch of trees from this distance. She rubbed Ellia's neck. "Easy," she breathed. "Easy." Even in these woods, ancient terrors had been known to emerge. But Mor scented nothing, saw nothing. The tendril of power she speared toward the woods revealed only the usual birds and small beasts. A hart drinking from a hole in an iced-over stream. Nothing, except— There, between a snarl of thorns. A patch of darkness. It did not move, did not seem to do anything but linger. And watch. Familiar and yet foreign. Something in her power whispered not to touch it, not to go near it. Even from this distance. Mor obeyed. But she still watched that darkness in the thorns, as if a shadow had fallen asleep amongst them. Not like Azriel's shadows, twining and whispering. Something different. Something that stared back, watching her in turn. Best left undisturbed. Especially with the promise of a crackling fire and a glass of wine at home. "Let's take the short route back," she murmured to Ellia, patting her neck. The horse needed no further encouragement before launching into a gallop, turning them from the woods and its shadowy watcher. Over and between the hills they rode, until the woods were hidden in the mists behind them. What else might she see, witness, in lands where none in the Night Court had ventured for millennia? The question lingered with every thunderous step from Ellia over snow and brook and hill. Its answer echoed off the rocks and trees and gray clouds overhead. Go. Go."
"Accidents happen in the Rite, I'd only suggested when Cass's face had tightened with the news. We won't dishonor the Rite by tampering with it, was his only reply. Accidents happen in the skies all the time, then, Azriel had coolly countered. If the whelp wants to bust my balls, he can grow a pair himself and do it to my face, Cassian had growled, and that was that. "Despite the grumblings in the camps," I said to Cassian, gesturing toward the training rings. The males kept a healthy distance from where the few females trained, as if frightened of catching some deadly disease. Pathetic. "This is a good sign, Cass."
I ran out of space AGAIN lol two full reviews and still not done. But god. This is only a novella lol
Final Thoughts: I really just want tamlin and Rhys to really talk about everything. Like I like that they spoke a little about feyre but we need deeper and before she even came. And honestly I don't see that much difference between him and tamlin, It's like they both went through the same trauma with their parents but Rhys had his friends to help him.
Questions: can mates be wrong? Cuz obv Elaine has a thing for az? Like can the cauldron fuck it up?
A-Becca "I think the bonds can be rejected, but a certain part of Silver Flames makes me think the cauldron may have an effect yes"
Sjm's obsession over dick size is exhausting tho lol ok im done.
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I know a lot of people think this book isnt necessary but I think it is. It fills in the lives a little and questions on what happened after the last battle. I love these characters so much and how much they all have grown.
This box set contains first 4 books and is on sale for 3.99 today a HUGE discount...FYI 😊
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The first book did such a great job pulling me in. The whole idea of this world was just fascinating to me, I couldn't get enough of it. Who doesn't love a magical realm where love conquers all? The only reason it lost half a star was I just couldn't vibe with Feyre. She just was very flat to me, in the same way Bella Swan was in Twilight. The ending also felt a bit predictable. Not in a bad way but I just knew she'd be coming back for at least PHEW! These books were A LOT. *spoilers, obviously*
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The first book did such a great job pulling me in. The whole idea of this world was just fascinating to me, I couldn't get enough of it. Who doesn't love a magical realm where love conquers all? The only reason it lost half a star was I just couldn't vibe with Feyre. She just was very flat to me, in the same way Bella Swan was in Twilight. The ending also felt a bit predictable. Not in a bad way but I just knew she'd be coming back for at least 3 more books so I didn't totally fear for her like I probably would have if I'd read this book when it was first released. But man, did things pick up in the second book! Talk about a 180°. I knew from the small glimpses of Rhys in the first book he'd be important in this one, but I couldn't have fully predicted the role he'd play! I loved discovering more about Phrythian with Feyre and these characters just all stole my heart along the way. The stakes were much higher in the third book, the way everything came together was just so perfect. I really felt the immensity of what was happening to these characters and what was on the line in a way I hadn't in the first two books. The biggest thing I didn't like was that all of the main characters made it out alive, I feel like that was the most unrealistic thing to happen in this whole series. But I do love a well wrapped up story so I couldn't be too mad about it. The fourth book is a novella so I wasn't expecting *too much* to happen, but I really wanted more out of it! I definitely enjoyed finding out how everyone was getting on after the war, wether good or bad. I just wanted more. I just feel like this could've just been the first half of another book, I didn't find it totally necessary. I know there's a fifth book, so maybe when I get there I'll understand why this novella is what it is, I just was underwhelmed.
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Overall, wow what a series! I definitely get the hype. I really want to read the next book but I also feel like I need a break from Prythian for a hot sec. I'll come back to it in a few weeks and I'm sure I'll be just as fascinated! ...more
I absolutely hated Feyre. I hated her name. I hated how stubborn she was. Like, girl, if you're gonna be stubborn and headstrong could you at least try to be right?
I hated how she made Tamlin the bad guy by book 2 to make Rhysand look great. The story would have been way more interesting and complex with a triangle where both were viable, great choices. It would have shown Feyre's inter
Sarah J. Maas really said "I'm gonna create the dumbest character alive and then make her the main character."I absolutely hated Feyre. I hated her name. I hated how stubborn she was. Like, girl, if you're gonna be stubborn and headstrong could you at least try to be right?
I hated how she made Tamlin the bad guy by book 2 to make Rhysand look great. The story would have been way more interesting and complex with a triangle where both were viable, great choices. It would have shown Feyre's internal struggle with being Made and how she's handling it. But no.
Don't even get me started on the Fandom.
I only held on for Mor, Cassian, and Lucien. And I'm happy I did.
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Just… wow. I can't believe I waited so long to start this series. It took me a while to get through the first book, but yall.. that second book.. I think it's my favorite!
Finally got through the first four of this series and my last unread SJM series. Well done, enjoyable, except for:
1) Feyre is the worst
2) egregious sex scenes. They felt right in Crescent City but here it just felt like weird porn lol
Am hype to get to the next one tho. I'd put this below crescent city series but above throne of glass def
LOL!
I think I'll review each book individually!
I'm honestly still buffering while trying to process all that I was just put through!LOL!
I think I'll review each book individually!
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I've read this series now 3 times. I can never get enough of it. The romance, the action, the betrayal. The strong female character. I live for these books! Rhysie baby will always own my heart and Nesta will forever be my best friend I want to comfort! Easiest 10 outta 10. Read these now.
BEST. BOOK. SERIES. EVER.I've read this series now 3 times. I can never get enough of it. The romance, the action, the betrayal. The strong female character. I live for these books! Rhysie baby will always own my heart and Nesta will forever be my best friend I want to comfort! Easiest 10 outta 10. Read these now.
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2 stars instead of 1 because I was actually able to get through this painful as it was.
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This series is one heck of a journey!
İ'm spell bound with every word written. Not a big fantasy reader, the author done a great job making me sit tight and step in her world of fae.
Dark as it might be, this world where Fae rule and the human are on the bottom of the ladder on the other side of the wall, come the tale of heroes, sacrifice, and love.
Started with a human girl, so desperate to get food on the table, killed a fae in all her knowing of what that g
To the dreams that are answered...This series is one heck of a journey!
İ'm spell bound with every word written. Not a big fantasy reader, the author done a great job making me sit tight and step in her world of fae.
Dark as it might be, this world where Fae rule and the human are on the bottom of the ladder on the other side of the wall, come the tale of heroes, sacrifice, and love.
Started with a human girl, so desperate to get food on the table, killed a fae in all her knowing of what that giant wolf trully is.
Feyre, with desire to not feel hunger anymore, to not feel less, to be love with tenderness, to be protected and sheltered and save, Feyre found the love she seek isn't what she need, in the harshest way ever.
Abusive relationship, betrayel, passion, love, friendship, revenge, power and lust... Everything mix together so perfectly in this series.
Nothing is black or white here. No one to be an absolute hero or villain. Tamlin, Rhysand, Cassian, Azriel, Mor, Amren, even the other HighLord of the court bring their own story that need to be told and look more beyond the surface.
Making me wish there's more than just four book in this bundle of a series, for their stories are far too deep and too big to contain.
That's why, for me, the story after the final war is the best. For it wasnt the perfect ending for everyone.
For Nesta and Elaine.
For Mor, Cassian and Azriel.
For Eris, Jurian and Vassa.
For Tamlin and Lucien.
For Rhysand and Feyre.
For there are so realistic real to say the final war doesn't mean everything goes back to peace on earth. That every trouble solve them self. That every unspoken word will be finally spoken. For the hurt and loss to be fully mended.
I love the after war part for it spoke clearly of the aftermath so matter of fact.
For me, it wasn't a HEA. İts simply a hope. A dream for a better future.
From the darkness through out the journey, the ending are dreams waiting to be answer with time.
An absolute must read.
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I kinda envision the series like this:
A Court of Thorns and Roses - Exposition/background
A Court of Mist and Fury - Rising action and climax
A Court of Wings and Ruin - Falling Action and resolution
A Court of Frost and Starli
I kinda envision the series like this:
A Court of Thorns and Roses - Exposition/background
A Court of Mist and Fury - Rising action and climax
A Court of Wings and Ruin - Falling Action and resolution
A Court of Frost and Starlight - Epilogue and prologue for A Court of Silver Flames
The plot of the series is the romantic relationship between Feyre and her love interest (Tamlin, then Rhysand). Accompanying the romance is the action-packed scenes of trials, deaths, sacrifices, and war. The romance is what hooked me and kept me reading until the end.
Upon reflection, I recognize some flaws with the series. The writing style is casual, similar to texting or social media writing. Grammatically, it's not the best piece from the perspective of standards. However, I acknowledge the incomplete sentences (mirroring Feyre's thought structure), the ellipses (for pauses), and such may be the author's writing style. Some of the plots are predictable or off. For example, Mor being bisexual. Her coming out to Feyre just didn't feel authentic to her character— it felt like more of a scapegoat reason to enable Azriel to form a new triangle with Lucien and Elaine. Others in LGBTQ have commented on their own reservations about the portrayal in Mor's character.
Overall, this series helped me fall back into reading. I don't think the series is trying to be literary and rather owns that it is just a fantasy-YA series with cheezy dorky love relationships that my young heart was all for.
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The three main books, especially the first and leading into the second, have some great twists that I did not see coming. Great depth of story and characters. A good bit of romance as well which wasn't as present in the Throne of Glas
I have always been a fan of Beauty and the Beast and while I was waiting for the next book in the Throne of Glass series to release (It was either Heir of Fire or Queen of Shadows), I saw this book from Sarah and was excited to give it a try. I was not disappointed.The three main books, especially the first and leading into the second, have some great twists that I did not see coming. Great depth of story and characters. A good bit of romance as well which wasn't as present in the Throne of Glass books at that point. Awesome build from the first conflict to the ultimate bigger picture conflict.
I loved this series! I had read it prior to a great sale on the 4 book bundle with exception to the Court of Frost and Starlight novella, so I decided to purchase the bundle since I had yet to read it and only have the main books in hardback.
A Court of Frost and Starlight was a nice little jaunt back into the world to see what everyone's been up to and in preparation for A Court of Silver Flames.
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There is an old saying: "Show, don't tell.". When the characters actually show emotion, they can be very compelling. When it's clear the author is just describing their emotions, the story drags and reading becomes a slog. Much the same can be said about the world building. When the locations and history are "painted" rather than just described, they can be vibrant. I'd rate the book 3.5 stars, but fractions aren't allowed.A problem that might only have affected me, is the frequent use of the same descriptors. The common slur for male characters is "prick". The term doesn't bother me, just the use by most of the characters. Surely fae who have lived the hundreds to thousands of years would have come up with a broader range of derogatory descriptors. "Feline smile" (no matter what the shapes characters assumed) and "I gave them a vulgar gesture" also got cringe worthy from reuse.
While there was a lot to like, the books would have been better with some serious editing to reduce the wordiness and a Thesaurus.
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Feyre: her legacy, friends, family, mate-- all of it, both a gift and reward. She is one of the stronger main characters I have encountered. She earned all of what she had, and it is beautiful to read. Maas truly has a way with characters. Readers can be the complete opposite of Feyre personality wise, and then all of a sudden, we feel everything sh Going by thew two main characters here, and avoiding the fifth book entirely because my opinion of that far differs from what I am about to say here.
Feyre: her legacy, friends, family, mate-- all of it, both a gift and reward. She is one of the stronger main characters I have encountered. She earned all of what she had, and it is beautiful to read. Maas truly has a way with characters. Readers can be the complete opposite of Feyre personality wise, and then all of a sudden, we feel everything she feels-- especially regarding the end of the third book. The reader feels the bond die too, and feels just as empty as she does. In that moment, everyone lost him. Not just her.
Rhysand: Too self-sacrificial for my taste, but I can see why many people label him as ideal.
I personally would advise people to avoid the fifth book if possible, for a multitude of reasons of which I'm not delving into here.
This was the first trilogy I ever fell in love with, so I would strongly recommend it to anyone considering reading it. Many tears and smiles await those that do.
These books are magical, still, all this time later. My ultimate favorite is still ACOMAF but I actually liked this 4th installment better this time. However Sarah has done an AMAZING job on character building as I have from book one, all the way through the completed books so far, 4, HATED Nesta! She is a viper that belongs in a nest and has been since we've known her.
I was hesitant about purchasing her & Cassians story (KNOWING I would eventually
These books are magical, still, all this time later. My ultimate favorite is still ACOMAF but I actually liked this 4th installment better this time. However Sarah has done an AMAZING job on character building as I have from book one, all the way through the completed books so far, 4, HATED Nesta! She is a viper that belongs in a nest and has been since we've known her.
I was hesitant about purchasing her & Cassians story (KNOWING I would eventually do it, of course) so I'm glad so much time has passed in between books. I know Sarah is a MASTER story teller and will make me root for the evil ice queen (I hope) by the end. Classism, our beautiful, broken, passionate warrior deserves a fiery partner in life and I'm praying the caldron indeed delivers...until tomorrow (when her story arrives). Keep dreaming and making the world better.
Odd.The use of some animal beast behaviors in these books are :
1.Animal/beast communication
Purred, shrieked, howled, scented, gulped out , screeched, growled, snarled, bleated, bellowed, shrieked, groaned, smirked, crowed,
SJM used alot of animal/beast behaviors to describe actions of the fae "people". These are my first fae books so I am not sure. Is it to remind us they are not human, but something wilder/ferel? But then their social, cognitive, and emotional behaviors are clearly like human?Odd.The use of some animal beast behaviors in these books are :
1.Animal/beast communication
Purred, shrieked, howled, scented, gulped out , screeched, growled, snarled, bleated, bellowed, shrieked, groaned, smirked, crowed, gasped, wailed, screamed, hissed, roared, brayed, snorted, clicked, barked, rasped,
2.Animal/ beast movement-
Stalked, shot into the air, crouched, glided, blasted by, staggered, swished past, gushed by, swaggered, winnowed, sailed, crept, crawled, lundged, ripped past, lept, vibrated by, scurried along, surged, tore accross, slithered- dragging it's limp body, soared, crashed through, swoshed, scrambled, clawed himself foward, wooshed down, skittered, rustled in, plunged, galloped, thrashed into
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I will say that Feyre's struggles and trauma felt real and relatable and the rest of the characters I was invested in. And my hatred for a certain character (not mentioned to avoid spoilers) runs deep and that was down extremely well.
I
I got this series on a great deal and went in expecting a lot. And I received a lot. But not as much as I had hoped or felt like it had been hyped up to be. Perhaps it was the last book in the bundle but I find myself unsatisfied with the ending and wanting more.I will say that Feyre's struggles and trauma felt real and relatable and the rest of the characters I was invested in. And my hatred for a certain character (not mentioned to avoid spoilers) runs deep and that was down extremely well.
I was told it was spicy. And there were some good spice scenes but my definition of spice must be quite different from others. No harm there. The scenes added depth to the story. Although I really wanted scenes with Cassian and Azriel.
Over all very good reads that I will happily and somewhat eagerly dive into again at another time and any possible continuations of the story.
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I can't believe how much I loved this series. the first book got me for a little bit, it was darker than what I usually read so the anxiety in me spiked and I had to take a break on the second book to get myself calmed dow
I went into this series, not expecting much. I usually don't read any sort of fantasy type books but after hearing about it so much in the last few years and having it on my TBR list, I finally decided to give it a try (the $3.99 ebook sale helped a ton in my decision... oops)I can't believe how much I loved this series. the first book got me for a little bit, it was darker than what I usually read so the anxiety in me spiked and I had to take a break on the second book to get myself calmed down but I pushed myself to keep reading and found myself falling in love with all the characters and staying up late to continue reading. I even got a good friend hooked and reading along with me. Definitely adding this series to one of my favorites.
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