Clark fought to keep composure amid his rising internal temperature. “You’re saying this curse might have antiquated ideas about what acts would qu
Clark fought to keep composure amid his rising internal temperature. “You’re saying this curse might have antiquated ideas about what acts would qualify us as paramours?” Riley gave him a sardonic grin. “I’m saying I think the ancient, horny fae magic might not be satisfied until you rail me.” “Jesus.”
Suspend your belief and brace your panties, Rosie Danan is coming!
Amala felt his canines instinctively trace her skin, though he held back. For now. She caught his gaze as he massaged her calf, the spot where the ro
Amala felt his canines instinctively trace her skin, though he held back. For now. She caught his gaze as he massaged her calf, the spot where the rope mark was well visible. “Mated mates, then.” Hawk’s mouth dropped open for a split second, before he reconquered his usual smugness. He rubbed his fingers against her soft skin. “Mated mates, indeed.” Amala smiled, “What now, then?” He pressed a kiss on her calf, a dark chuckle against her skin. “Now you’re mine forever.”
This book is so unique. You can feel the author's deep love and respect for spirituality and femininity in her words. I've never read a book that focuses so much on spiritual concepts and astral energy, but I couldn't be happier my first time was with The Goddess and the Hawk.
The world Gala's created is original, meaningful, round. There's something magnetic about her writing, and her smut is enjoyable and never cringe. Her take on Love, friendship and mates is adorable. The relationship between Amala and her friends made me feel all warm and cozy.
The romance in this book is very peculiar and impossibly cute. The bond between Amala and Hawk is there from the start, but it begins as a deep connection and evolves into a full blown spicy soulmate affair. Watching them get closer and closer was a delight. Hawk is possibly one of the sweetest love interests I've read about, and it doesn't hurt that he's also hot af and has the filthiest mouth, especially when his Amala mate is involved. Speaking of which, I loved how in touch Amala was with her own sexuality and her inner self. She's strong and brave and the cinnamon roll to end all cinnamon rolls. She's perfect main character, and I'm glad to confirm the side and supporting cast is equally as interesting and inclusive, because of it's variety and diversity. Also, everyone is simply so hot in this book you'll have your hands full of beautiful people for days. Just remember that Amala is basically the perfect mix between Road to El Dorado's Chel and Princess Kida from Atlantis, and you'll get a hint of why I was drawn to her so much.
The murder mystery aspect was well done, too. The author kept me guessing until the end and the big revelation fell smoothly into the story.
I recommend this book to those who are looking for something different, esoteric, character-oriented, and set in a world where earthly and divine meet.
Not gonna lie, I have the biggest platonic author crush on Chiara Gala, her characters and her golden aura, and this book only made me appreciate her even more...more
You never forget the moment when beauty turns to horror.
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I can't believe a book like this exists and I was lucky enough to cross paths w
You never forget the moment when beauty turns to horror.
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I can't believe a book like this exists and I was lucky enough to cross paths with it. The Last Tale of The Flower Bride is a deliciously gothic fairytale that seems full of magic, but it's filled with secrets and damaged people, instead. Think Crimson Peak mixed with Encanto and add to it a toxic friendship and a beautiful writing.
This is my first time reading Chokshi (I tried reading The Gilded Wolves a couple years ago but couldn't get into it - might revise that, actually), and I was enchanted by her talent. Her writing is pure poetry wrapped up in a coat made of broken dreams and shattered promises; Every line is so impactful, so whimsical I found myself reading passages more than once because I felt like they were uprooted directly from the part of my soul that holds all those lyrical thoughts I can never put into words. I fell head over heels in love with the armospheric way people, places and situations are described, and I loved how the story is peppered with dark and folkloric tales, some old and known, some new and bone-chilling. I really can't say much about the plot, because, honestly, this is a story you'll want to savor slowly, by yourself, while rain is pouring outside and your heart is open to strangeness. What I can say, though, is that this is not a book for everyone; it's confusing, at times, spooky without being scary, with a purple prose that only works in books like this one and that not all readers appreciate. In case you decide it's a novel you'll want in your collection, you've got to be ready to believe everything you read but also treat it with a grain of salt. But trust me, you won't regret it and will enjoy every minute you'll spend in its company.
many thanks to NetGalley, Hodder & Stoughton and the lovely Roshani Chokshi for the ARC and the opportunity.
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edit december 2022: i can't stop thinking about this book. it made me fall THAT hard.
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february 2023: Late as always, but HAPPY PUBLICATION DAY TO THIS GOTHIC BEAUTY!...more
The trouble with discovery is that it goes both ways. For you to find something, that thing must also find you.
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There's nothing in this world that fascinates me and, at the same time, terrifies me as much as the Mariana Trench. I love and fear not knowing what might be lurking out (and down) there, what creatures might be hiding in the darkness of the bottom of the oceans. So, it's with immense pleasure that I give this book 5 full stars for taking one of my favorite natural elements and marrying it to a tale so well written and so terrifying, I will be recommending it to everyone who likes this genre for ages, starting from now. I also will never swim in the sea ever again.
I'm usually not that impressionable when it comes to horror books and I've never fully understood those readers who claim they were scared by a book to the point they had to turn on the lights or stop reading for a moment; that is, until I met this book. I was so on edge reading this I found myself checking behind my shoulder more than once, looking for hostile mermaids, even if I was in my bed, on the second floor on my condo, in the middle of the swampy small town I live in. Grant's writing is superb, but the way she crafted this story is even better. From the characters to the dialogues, everything was remarkable; I will never not praise the way she can build up a scene and leave you mouth agape in front of the honest brutality of her plot twists. And holy shit, I love that I went into this with no expectations and came out with a slight thalassophobia and a huge amount of nightmares, but also so entertained and thrilled I fell in love with horror books all over again.
I know it took me almost 2 weeks to read this, but don't let that fool you. I only was too busy to read because, otherwise, I'd drank this up in one sitting. Seriously, this might be the best horror book I've ever read and it's unfair it's so painfully underrated. Into The Drowning Deep is a fantastic story full of rich lore, science talks, disability representation (there are, for example, an autistic character and two deaf ones) and a very cute f/f romance that will make you hope for a happy ending.
If you love the genre, please give this book a chance. Remember: it doesn't matter whether you're on mainland or sea. Fictional or not, if there's something around big and bad enough to eat you, it will definitely try to.
Life, she believed, would be much simpler if one had the answers all laid bare before them.
It took me 11 days to finish this. I had to take it in s
Life, she believed, would be much simpler if one had the answers all laid bare before them.
It took me 11 days to finish this. I had to take it in small doses because I was afraid it'd put me into a slump if I let it suck the enjoyment out of my veins.
August Landry does not trust people, but she trusts fried chicken.
This was...nice, I guess? A fun, quirky story about a colorful and amazingly div
August Landry does not trust people, but she trusts fried chicken.
This was...nice, I guess? A fun, quirky story about a colorful and amazingly diverse cast with a supernatural pitch that I deeply enjoyed, but that I can't bring myself to obsess over like I thought I would. I liked how quotable McQuinston's writing is, but found her dialogues a bit sloppy and in some parts it felt like the author was trying too hard to be relatable. I couldn't exactly relate to the characters, either, and I think that was another thing that penalized the book in my eyes. To sum it up, I liked the story more than its execution and I'm a bit sad that I didn't like this because it's been years since I've read a f/f romance book that touched me and, as much as I didn't hate this, I wish it gave me more than a couple hours of forced smiles and slight boredom....more
“Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”
Phew, thanks for the rec Bella Swa
“Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!”
Phew, thanks for the rec Bella Swan. I owe you a khaki long skirt for the bother.
This book was pure agony. And I mean it as a compliment.
I wanted to bitch slap some sense into every single one of these characters and, although I can tell they were made insufferable on purpose, I just can't enjoy a book if there isn't at least one salvageable fictional person that can help me balance my frustration. I can't decide if I absolutely adore EB's writing or if it's what caused me this intense migraine I've been nursing ever since I started reading this book. Either way, this book is a quote factory, and even then, I had some trouble understanding what I was reading, sometimes I assure you it has almost nothing to do with me not being all that accustomed to reading books this old-fashioned. I just found it a bit too...chaotic? I liked the plot a little more than I did the characters. The atmosphere is probably what impressed me the most, although I must admit my admiration kind of stopped there, as I found the darkness of some (many, actually) moments a little too loud. I mean, it was all very intense, overall, and the writing only made it more overwhelming. Not that that's a flaw and it totally worked perfectly with this book that's certainly unique in its genre. So, yeah, while I recognize Wuthering Heights totally deserves its title as a classic of literature and I can tell Emily Bronte would be an edgy tumblerina if she lived today, I didn't really like this book as much as I thought I would.
__ {this book and other classics I'm gonna try getting around to reading this year, will be featured in a shelf called classic-lit-palooza and will be picked from a list of titles considered classics or cult novels that I compiled on a sleep deprived Wednesday night. It comprehends all those books I've always wanted to read and that I've challenged myself to finally pick up in 2021. I'll try to review these books in an objective way, and do my best not to let questionable/old-fashioned contents spoil my enjoyment, although I'll definitely take into account that many of these novel might contain or glorify those that are considered problematic themes or behaviors for today's standards. Not sure who I'm announcing this to. It's like #PenguinOnATBRMission all over again. I'm complicated just like this and my need to organize things sometimes goes out of control. Hence, the whole fanfare. Please, feel free to ignore. In case you're not tired of my quirks yet, you're more than welcome to join me on this adventure!}...more
Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world's original sin. If the cave-man had known how to laugh, History would have been different.
As
Humanity takes itself too seriously. It is the world's original sin. If the cave-man had known how to laugh, History would have been different.
As I recently said in my latest status update, I decided to save my tbr books for 2021 and read mostly classics till the end of the year, starting with this one. Don't really know what came up to me, I just felt like giving classics a chance after receiving a copy of Jane Eyre from my mom as an early Christmas gift.
quick disclaimer I don't think I'll be able to properly review classics, since when I write reviews, I mostly tend to write about how the book made me feel and what I liked/disliked about it, rather than presenting a full-on analysis about whatever the book and its origins/message mean, but I guess I'll try to apply my method to this and the books that will follow this one. I also would like to clarify that I obviously recognize a significant amount of books we call classics are considered problematic when seen through a modern standard lens, and while I won't find myself endorsing the message these problematic themes seem to otherwise glorify or consider conventional to their time period, I won't let them spoil my objective judgement of the entire work, either.
Said, this, The Picture of Dorian Gray is a great book that makes you regret ever looking at yourself into a mirror and seeing only flaws. It clearly fights the events narrated by pushing the reader into disagreeing with every single behavior, choice and line of thought the characters (Dorian and Lord Henry, in particular) seem to partake in. It's like a reverse moral guide where you just gotta contradict each line of the content in order to do what's right. It seems to say: see this? see what this narcissistic binch and his devil of a friend are doing? yeah, the complete opposite.
This wasn't just my first time in a very long time reading something not fantasy, mystery, or at least written in the last 15 year. It was also my first time reading Oscar Wilde. I was completely captivated and love how contemporary some of the quotes I found are. I read a few out loud to my boyfriend because I was so pleasantly surprised that I couldn't not share, and he agreed that you could apply most of them to 21th century as well. Talk about relatable, am I right? The only thing I didn't completely felt enthralled by is how redundant the story was. I must say, though, that when I read books, the plot is one of the most important parts for me and I'm not really fond of character-driven novels, so it's probably my fault this didn't satisfy me completely.
Anyway, I completely loathed every single one of the characters and totally adored the writing, and this must mean it was an ac dycce. As for the rest, I feel like it doesn'd hold back on self-critics, and that perfect ending made it all even more impactful. I think it's clear what the author wanted to do with the outcome and what kind of open to interpretation yet somehow specific message it should leave its readers with. I, for one, am more than ever going to appreciate every line and every crease my body isn't capable of hiding, and allow myself time and space to make mistakes.
Oh, and you also bet your sweet bippy, I won't let anyone paint a picture of me anytime soon.
I'm gonna start this review saying it took me one and a half year and three tries to finally finish this. Third time's a charm, they say. And they're right. I ended up liking this book, it was definitely worth the patience, but I expected something more out of it.
I was very fashinated with the story and the writing, but the story picks up a little too late and, in the end, it lacks something I can't really put my finger on. I think it's mainly because it's advertised as a forbidden love story full of magic, betrayal and all things circus-esque, and that's what you get but not in the way and the amount you'd expect. I definitely wanted more Marco/Celia interactions so that maybe I'd believe and see they're super in love instead of being told they are. Although, I must be honest and admit some of their scenes together made my heart tremble, and that's exactly what I mean. It could have been great but it left me craving more. And I expected more circus numbers, especially because 1) the book is actually called The Night Circus, and 2) Le Cirque des Rêves is written like a character that needs its own importance. There also are many plots and characters that are really well mentioned and characterized, but that don't reach the full potential they deserve, that don't make sense or that don't affect the development of the story the way they could have had. Despite all this, there were parts I really liked, parts I've loved and parts I'll never forget. Alas, the parts that made me hate the book, myself and the entire human genre were a little more. I don't know, maybe it's just not the book for me, but I'm glad I finally gave this a chance, especially for those exquisite last 100 pages, and, even if it's just okay on my rating scale, I'm gonna give this author another try because her writing is special.
Seriously, I jumped into this expecting cuteness, some action, character development and maybe even a few kisses, but all I got instead is an insane dose of frustration (Ceony, I'm looking at you) and a headache. Book #3 better be so good it makes up for this catastrophic sequel and the damage it caused to one of my favorite books and my (former, for now) fictional heroines, or I'm gonna be incredibly pissed for the next decade.
What is it about things that horrify us that simultaneously attracts us? Like moths drawn to their own demise by candlelight, unable to look away from
What is it about things that horrify us that simultaneously attracts us? Like moths drawn to their own demise by candlelight, unable to look away from the burning beauty even as we draw closer, so close our flesh melts and sloughs off. The swamp, the shrouded in heavy mists and the odors of decay that conceal lurking predators and invisible quicksand, should warn all to stay away. This is a bad place, the swamp communicates to us. Do not enter.
ARC requested on and provided by NetGalley.
I picked this randomly, read a few pages just to get an idea of what I was getting into before I decided to give it a real go and add it to my current readings. Those few pages slowly turned into dozens and now I wish it was October and that it was storming outside because this book was so spooky, sad and so deliciously gothic it deserves its own Halloween-ish atmosphere. Really, I can't remember the last time a book got me so shaken and on the edge. It Will Just Be Us is not just a little, terrifying and heartbreaking festival that promises way less than it's going to give, but it's also a little bleeding gem that's not afraid to tear you apart and make you wish, even if just for a moment, that you could turn your emotions down only to unfeel the pain. Kaplan's writing is magnetic and nostalgic, filled with dread and so much pathos you're basically there, separated by the Wakefields' world of ghosts and darkness only by a thin veil of printed words and the weak pull of reality. It's a read that kept me captivated and glued to the pages from start to end, and not always for the happiest of reasons. I also can't help but feel like Kaplan's and Maggie Stiefvater's writings are somehow not so distant cousins. You know that kind of writing that works with and through feelings instead of with and through facts? That. Add it to the fact that some aspects of this book really sound like something out of a 300 Fox Way's tale, and I'm a goner.
This book is beautiful in its own particular way, one that might not appeal the faint-hearted, and it'll definitely scare the shit out of your bones if you give it the chance to steal you away. I'm glad I did and I recommend you all to do the same. Even if it means I'll have nightmare for years after reading it.
I am in love with this book. The writing, the characters (Jean, my love), the setting, the mother
"To us — richer and cleverer than everyone else."
I am in love with this book. The writing, the characters (Jean, my love), the setting, the motherflipping amazing dialogue. Everything about it just appeals to my reading tastes. I wish I'd discover it sooner, but I'm glad I finally took my time and savored it when I was in the right mood and right place to let it capture me completely. Long live the Gentlemen!
Sometimes you stumble upon a book like this one and can't help but fall a bit in love with its weirdness.
#PenguinOnATBRMission: book #13
◾this hashtagSometimes you stumble upon a book like this one and can't help but fall a bit in love with its weirdness.
#PenguinOnATBRMission: book #13
◾this hashtag is something I self-indulgently created for fun when I decided to thin out my immense tbr list as a new years resolution starting from books I added on GR back in 2017/2018/2019, and since I can't seem to do anything quietly and I'm well known for being an overachiever, I had to go and turn it into an official thing. Feel free to check out the shelf with the same name if you don't mind keeping up with this insanely over-hyped adventure I got myself into. Take it as a chance to rediscover some books from a few years ago that might have accidentally flown under your radar, or to simply share with another fellow reader your very own reading experience. Happy reading and stay penguin-y!◾
"Does any part of you still look at the sky and hurt?"
Maggie's books, TRC ones in particular, are like a drug that gives you an effect I never rea
"Does any part of you still look at the sky and hurt?"
Maggie's books, TRC ones in particular, are like a drug that gives you an effect I never really know how to explain with words. For some reason, I got into this with a little fear and a heart full of nostalgic feelings. I read somewhere that when MS first wrote TRB she intended to write more about Greywarens and their mysteries, so I feel like this book is filled to the brim with pure passion and you can see it. I loved reading this and even if a little something was missing (but, like I said, this is partly to blame on the fact that it wasn't TRC - my favorite book in the world), Call Down The Hawk was amazing and Maggie's writing was so good it almost made me drool.
I didn't think I was ready to go back but I wanted to go back. I needed to go back. And it was marvelous. ...more
I'd always understood that the past did not die just because we wanted it to. The past signed to us: clicks and cracks in the night, misspelled wor
I'd always understood that the past did not die just because we wanted it to. The past signed to us: clicks and cracks in the night, misspelled words, the jargon of adverts, the bodies that attracted us or did not, the sounds that reminded us of this or that.
Sublime and heart-wrenching. The kind of book that leaves you in need of a big, tight hug and feeling the urge to read it all again right away....more
This was so weird but still so good??? It was like watching an entire season of black mirror if only black mirror had less technology and more paranormThis was so weird but still so good??? It was like watching an entire season of black mirror if only black mirror had less technology and more paranormal elements. The writing is special (I absolutely adored the different formats that were used) and, even if some stories touched very heavy subjects and if sometimes I couldn't tell what the heck was going on at first, I loved every single one of these stories. I highly recommend it and I'm glad I finally gave Jen Campbell and her anthology a chance....more
It is, after all, not the tasks people do but the things they do around the edges of them that reveal who they are.
They say miracles don’t happen,
It is, after all, not the tasks people do but the things they do around the edges of them that reveal who they are.
They say miracles don’t happen, and that’s true, to an extent. However, in Bicho Raro, that’s something you’ll never hear anyone say. From the dawn of time, the Soria family trades in miracles. For generations, the members of this extraordinary family, the Saints as the pilgrims call them, have helped people in need of redemption on the condition that they’ll never interfere with their healing process or else, they’ll suffer from consequences, too. What happens when one breakes this unwritten rule? All The Crooked Saints will help you find out.
Before I start this review I must admit that I might be a little biased in my judgment, since I adore this author and I appreciate everything she creates, but I'll try my best to be objective. I also promise to keep the majority of details to myself, because a)spoilers, and b)my words could never do this story justice, you have to read it by yourself to understand.
All The Crooked Saints is like nothing MS’s ever written. It has nothing in common with her other series, except for the ever-present magical aura that surrounds her works, and the quotable lines. I reckon that it might not be for everyone, especially if you’re not up for the amount of notions and sensations the author’s going to dump on you at any given chance and without further warning. It’s not the kind of book you’d die to binge on, that’s why suggest you take it in small doses. I highly recommend it, anyway, because it’s a book that has things to say and it craves to be heard.
I’d like to start by addressing the writing, since it’s the thing that hit me the most, and I’ve been dying to gush about it since when I picked this book up. Don’t get me wrong, I knew Stiefvater was good (I have a whole scrapbook of quotes from The Raven Cycle and I’m not sorry), but I didn’t know she could be this good. The style has a sweetness to it that’s different, the usually sharpened edges are rounded and presented with a handshake instead of a middle finger. The entire book reads like a nice chat you might be having with a friend you haven’t seen in awhile, like a story whispered around a campfire. It's an indefinite number of stories inside other stories, the matrioska effect make it so that reading this book is like opening a drawer only to find another smaller drawer inside of it, and so on. Her writing style is at its best. Easy, colloquial, with that sense of freedom that shines through every word, both in terms of prose (which is quite musical, if you ask me) than for what concerns the sarcastic tones Maggie Stiefvater’s become famous for. The author guides you through the world she’s created, she doesn’t leave anything to chance and takes care of every detail. I know someone might find this a bit boring, but I like this whole thing of giving a believable and solid background to even the smallest of characters. It’s what gives this story the impression that there’s even a thinner line between the reader and the story they’re reading. It kinda reminded me of The House of the Spirits by Isabel Allende, with which this book also shares a fiabesque-like narration. I’d also give her a prize only for all those Here was a thing he wanted…Here was a thing he feared... PURE GENIUS. There’s love behind the words. You can tell the author really wanted to write this novel and, even more, that she really enjoyed doing it.
The cast is a cheerful and colorful cocktail of people that you probably only meet a handful of times in books, almost never real life. I speak for myself when I say I don't like to say that there's a main character, because they seemed all equally interesting and important to me. Everyone in Bicho Raro has a voice, a story and a sin that they’re not afraid to hide. Each one of them, the Saints, the residents, people passing through, all connected and light years far away from one another at the same time. They’re multilayered, authentic and genuinely transparent to the point you’ll never find yourself asking what 's going on in their mind, because you’ll eventually know. By the end of the book you’ll be so engrossed in their lives that you’ll forget they’re not people you actually know and hand out with. The family dynamic is an element that’s quite recurrent in MS’s works but I think she’s overdone herself in this one. It makes you want to be part of the Sorias, even though you know that comes with risks. Before you ask, yes, there's a little bit of romance (a little more than usual, to be honest), but it's not there for the sake of shippy hearts. It's all about the feelings, the patience and the sacrifice. Deep stuff, basically.
In her usual Stiefvater fashion, the writer offers you her view on magical realism almost with restraint, shyly but persistent it its intent. The paranormal element never overtakes the plot, but it manages to float on the sides like the fancy frame of a family picture. You have the facts –indisputable facts-, and then you have something to dream about. I loved the way the whole miracle thing was handled. It makes you realize how, sometimes, the weight of the demons we carry around is the only thing that stops us from being completely happy and accomplished.
I liked this book, I liked the ending. I reached the last page with a sad smile on my face. I think Stiefvater should write more standalones because her ability of creating a story that starts and ends in the same amount of pages is impressive and should be recognized. Alas, I also can't give this book a solid 5 because, honestly speaking, and with a hand over my heart, I’ll say that I’d expected something more. Or something less, it depends on how one looks at it. Overall, All The Crooked Saints is a story you can’t miss. I’m glad I didn’t....more
I only have one word for you, Anna-Marie McLemore: THANKS.
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This novel is everything I've ever wanted in a book, and way more. Fantastic writing (that kinda reminded me of All the Crooked Saints by my goddess in leather bracelets Maggie Stiefvater...or is it the other way around?), beautiful and original magical realism and amazing characters. I'll forever cherish this tiny gem and keep it close to my heart for coming days. Romeo & Juliet meets The Little Mermaid meets The Ugly Duckling, and together they give life to this heart-warming and feels-packed adventure of love, magic and self-discovery. I wish all the books I'm going to read in the future were at least a bit like this one.
This book was everything I've ever wanted in a book and more. Wholesome writing, magical realism worthy of the definition, The Raven Cycle-like vibes, absolutely great and not cringey romance, realistic and heartbreaking family dynamics, amazing main characters (Finn and Sean and Petey and Roza and, frick, even the Rude boys were amazing), He says the scarecrows weren't made to scare the crows, they were made to scare the corn, a horse named Night, a goat named Chew, stunning stunning stunning plot, bees, KITTIES!, thousands 10+ quotes... And did I mention the w r i t i n g???
He was tired of everyone believing they knew everything there was to know about him, as if a person never grew, a person never changed, a person was born a weird and dreamy little kid with too-red lips and stayed that way forever just to keep things simple for everyone else.
This book deserves more recognition. If you ever get the chance, please do yourself a favor and read it. I'm talking to you in particular, Maggie Stiefvater's fans, but not fans should totally give it a spin, as well. Heck, everybody should. I adored this book and even if I'll never love another character the way I love Gansey, Finn comes definitely second, and, hear this and please record it, I might even like Bone Gap as much as I like The Raven Boys (more than its sequels for sure).
But a pretty face is just a lucky accident. Pretty can't feed you. And you'll never be pretty enough for some people.
"Do you have a girl? Where's your girl? Where's your girl?" "She's her own girl," said Finn.
GIVE THIS BOOK ALL THE STARS. ALL THE FLIPPING STARSSSSSSS.
He said, "I love you." She shook her head. "You can see me, that's all." But wasn't that love? Seeing what no one else could?
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