To be completely honest, it’s been a few weeks since I’ve finished A Court of Wings and Ruin by Sarah J. Maas. I have been avoiding writing this review since then. It feels so final to write it! And I really don’t want it to end…
However, it must be done. So, here I am. I’ve finished the published books of ACOTAR series. There is only A Court of Frost and Starlight left, but I’m still waiting for my copy to arrive. I won’t be writing a review for that one (most likely).
“Only you can decide what breaks you, Cursebreaker. Only you.”
Well, where to begin? I love it. The characters are incredible. They have depth and aren’t necessarily likeable all the time. That is something I admire, especially if the writer still manages to make me care for them.
Where to begin? Well, I just finished A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas and my life has significantly improved by it.
In this sequel to A Court of Thorns and Roses, we follow Feyre’s story after the defeat of Amarantha. Feyre had returned to The Spring Court with Tamlin and they are soon to be wed. However, Feyre is anything but well. She is deeply impacted by what she endured Under the Mountain and Tamlin simply doesn’t understand how to help her. Tamlin’s personality showcased it the first part of the book. He is toxic for Feyre and her failing mental and physical health is obvious to everyone but him.
Everything is changed on the wedding day of Feyre and Tamlin, when Rhysand comes and snatches the bride. And so, Feyre must fulfil her end of the bargain and spend one week every month with Rhysand… and in my opinion that is the best thing to have happened to her so far.
It is quite possible I sincerely hate myself… and I mean that in the most loving way. I’ve just finished a first book in a series and I’m hooked. Like seriously hooked. I immediately bought the other books that are published. Oops I did it again… I think I’m in love. Ugh… I’ve forgotten how addictive fantasy books can be.
So… what happened is I finished A Court of Thornes and Roses by Sarah J. Maas. Many have warned me this would happen. And yet, I stupidly believed otherwise. And here we are. I might’ve found my new favourite book series. And I love it. I love that feeling you get when you can anticipate how impactful a book will be. That is such a magical feeling.
A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas is the first book the series. I suspect there is no need to summarize the plot since I am like always, late to the party. Fashionably late, in my opinion, because I won’t have to wait to read the sequel.
Chasing Love by Vidhi Mohan is a story of empowerment and love. The main character Rebel is a woman is a streak of bad relationships. As much as she talks about bad luck in love, the truth is she simply doesn’t value herself. We follow her story as she jumps once again into an unhealthy relationship. The value of this story, in my opinion, lies in the fact that Rebel manages to break her pattern and improves herself.
Well, this all sounds fun and dandy, but let me assure you, my critical mind won’t let you down. I have four, let me repeat, four pages of notes on this novel. Some are good, some bad…
Enemy Queen by Robert Steven Goldstein is an interesting new novel. I cannot exactly say in which genre category I would put it in… perhaps general fiction, or mystery? It is certainly adult fiction. Well, well, well… this is quite a unique book. I enjoyed it very much. There were moments when I got a bit bored and wanted to put it down for a moment, however, in general, the book was engaging, fun and interesting. The story follows two friends: Professor and Counselor. They are both older men (age isn’t specified, but I guess around fifty years old). They both have a few failed marriages behind them. So, when the Counselor had moved to their little town a few years ago, it had been natural for them to move in together after quickly becoming good friends. They found many common interests, the most pronounced ones being wine and chess. Throughout the years they had built an enjoyable routine for themselves. After coming back from work they would cook together, drink wine (and sometimes bourbon) and play chess. As they spent so much time together, their love lives had been pushed to the side. Until one evening, while enjoying a bottle of wine, they jokingly started talking about sex. They agreed that after all the women they had, not one of them was truly their friend.