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Review: Isn’t It Obvious? by Rachel Runya Katz

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Rating: 5 out of 5.

High school librarian and part time podcaster Yael Koenig never expected The Sophomore English Agenda, her podcast exploring the high school reading list, to gain any traction online. But seeing as it’s her side gig and its popularity has skyrocketed, she now needs to hire someone to help in its production. Enter Ravi “Kevin” Kissoon, a freelance editor and producer who recently moved to Portland to help his brother Suresh raise his four year old daughter. Working together on the podcast remotely, Ravi and Yael communicate entirely via email, which soon spirals into non-work related chats as the two strike up a friendship. Unbeknownst to the two of them, Ravi and Yael have met before, when he made a desperate escape out of her second story window after a disastrous one night stand with her roommate, Charlie. When Ravi turns up at her afterschool queer book club as the new library volunteer, Yael is certain nothing could be worse, but her hatred is short-lived as Ravi is surprisingly charming and his presence is good for the students. Just as Yael and Ravi fall hard in person, their online identities are revealed, and reconciling two identities into one may be impossible, even where true love is concerned.

I needed a book that was proudly pro library in these trying times and Isn’t It Obvious answered the call, while asking the question, what if we romanced each other over email while hating each other at queer book club? Yael, a librarian with a secret podcast critiquing the high school reading list, with witty titles such as “A Lack of Reading Comprehension Is a Prerequisite for Serving in Congress,” grates against her new library volunteer. Ravi, a freelance editor precariously balancing a new life, is more than a tad desperate to convince the roommate of his latest hookup that he isn’t an asshole, even continuing to volunteer at her queer book club. With hidden identities and exquisite tension in the library, Isn’t it Obvious puts romance on the books and every single page sings with hate to love goodness. Rachel Runya Katz was a relatively new to me author as of this year, but she has quickly become an unrivaled talent and one of my favorite romance authors in the contemporary romance scene. Isn’t It Obvious, her third novel, is undoubtedly the best romance of this year. Not just the library representation we deserve, but a reminder of the power in these spaces especially for the queer youth of today, and how much we stand to gain from reaching for love in spite of our supposed shortcomings.

Isn’t It Obvious details the love story between a librarian and her new book club volunteer and overall nuisance (who she hates if you didn’t know) while they unexpectedly fall for each other online. Rachel Runya Katz takes the concept of a secret identity and gives it a queer You’ve Got Mail twist, but set primarily within a library that screams out a profound love letter to these spaces. Over the course of just one romance novel, Runya Katz follows two individuals juggling their mental health, familial, and career responsibilities, all while falling hard for the last person they should ever want. Characters Yael and Ravi pretty much immediately charmed me—with their incessant arguing as one of them dangles precariously out of a second floor window while attempting to flee a misguided hookup. Hating each other in person, flirting over email, Yael and Ravi build trust and vulnerability with humor and tremendous feeling. In fact, as we get to know these characters, the correspondence via email gets even funnier. Like Ravi, my sweet summer child, signing off an emotional email with “best wishes,” which is so on point for him I cried laughing. Isn’t It Obvious deftly balances all the best aspects of the romance novel, the humor, the depth, the longing, and it brings new meaning to the word “romance” entirely.

In Isn’t It Obvious even mundane actions somehow manage to be so exquisitely agonizingly hot, and that is for one reason and one reason only, two people that hate each other so very much. Ravi and Yael wanted absolutely nothing to do with each other and god if that wasn’t a palpable feeling from the start. Rachel Runya Katz takes every opportunity to make these two confront each other, with exquisite interactions that straddle the line between love and hate. With a background like theirs it’s no wonder every interaction hinges on something more. Even helping each other shelve library books was terribly sexy and had my jaw on the floor. And wrist touches may be the new hand flex because Ravi made that into a whole art. So much of what I love about the hate to love trope is someone seeing you at your worst and still deciding you are worth the effort and that is the crux of the story Rachel Runya Katz designs. Yael, a young woman living with Bipolar disorder has always been treated as “too much” and newly minted Portlander Ravi is convinced he has taken on too much to ever have a serious relationship. I love the idea that we don’t have to be perfect to reach for the love we deserve at any time, which is essential to Yael and Ravi’s romance arc. These two really bring the chaos together and I’d expect nothing less from two bisexuals who got off to a rough start.

I could easily wax poetic about Isn’t It Obvious until the end of time. It is that good of a romance. It gladdens me to know that these kinds of books exist—unapologetically queer, neurodiverse, BIPOC, and jewish all at once. So many scenes from this novel will stick with me for all time, like the drag performance scene, Ravi and Yael talking in the car after taking Leo home, and Ravi’s love confession. In hand with her romance, Rachel Runya Katz devotes significant attention to the importance of libraries in creating community for queer youth. Ravi and Yael both get to be elders for the next queer generation which honestly made me tear up a little, particularly during the epilogue. The book club scenes in this made me want to pull up a chair and offer my thoughts on the current queer book and argue on the next one (clearly I just need to join a book club). Rachel Runya Katz has written one of my all time favorite romances and books to ever exist. Period. Isn’t It Obvious rightfully romanticizes the wrist touch, the book club rivalry, lit crit podcasts, and of course, libraries and falling for your nemesis. It is a beacon for anyone out there longing for love but determined to be perfect to have it. Know that your time is now. 

Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for providing me the advance review copy.

Trigger warnings: homophobia, parental abandonment, mental health disorder

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Review: Gabriela and His Grace by Liana De la Rosa

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Rating: 5 out of 5.

Gabriela Luna Valdés has long felt the odd one out. Since fleeing France’s occupation of Mexico and making her way to London with her two eldest sisters, Gabi has sought to carve out meaning in her new life. Yet, as her eldest sisters have all married and gone on to contribute politically to Mexico back home and abroad, Gabi cannot help but feel adrift. The only constant in all of this is Gabriela’s years-long enemy, Sebastian Brooks, the Duke of Whitfield. A rake of the highest order, Sebastian charmed Gabi and just as quickly lost all her regard on the night of their meeting. After a scandal leaves her with no choice but to flee London, Gabriela intends to return to Mexico. Who should be called to provide a watchful eye on the ship bearing her home but her nemesis. Avoidance is impossible with the ship forcing them into close quarters, but outside of the expectations of London society Gabriela and Sebastian soon discover how little they actually know each other, and the sizzling chemistry underlying their years of hatred. But with Gabi’s family expecting a politically advantageous marriage, Sebastian is the last person she could ever have, and choosing him means standing in a life of her own design if she can first follow her heart.

Two enemies get the close proximity treatment in Gabriela and His Grace, a historical romance novel concerning misperception, rebellion, and forging your path against all odds. A historical series staking claim on an untapped portion of Mexican history, set within the regency, and centered around resistance and sisterhood, The Luna Sisters is a historical romance trilogy unlike any other. This being my first experience reading Liana De la Rosa, Gabriela and His Grace completely transformed my views on what makes a good historical romance, and how historical periods can best be examined and interrogated. In Gabriela and His Grace, Liana De la Rosa focuses on the end years of the illegal occupation of Mexico by the French as her heroine travels home to a world transformed. Gabriela Luna Valdés meets her match in the dually irritating and intriguing Duke of Whitfield, a man predisposed to push her buttons and enliven her to a plethora of new possibilities. These two battle their beliefs and lay waste to their plans, all while engaging in various arguments, heated dances, and there-was-only-one-room-on-a-ship trope. Gabriela and His Grace is a liberating novel in all regards and Gabriela and Sebastian’s love story is everything you could possibly want from a historical romance.

Gabriela and His Grace was my first escapade into the works of Liana De la Rosa and it was enough to have me clawing at my chest and racing to read her entire backlist. Hate to love, when done well, just reminds me of the power in great love stories and that was absolutely the case with the third Luna Sisters novel. Sebastian and Gabi had swoon worthy levels of chemistry from the start, even as they are sniping at each other, desperate to escape one another’s orbit on a ship where that is impossible. A very niche thing I enjoy in romance novels is scenes where one character sees another unguarded. I love witnessing characters removed from their comforts so much that the facades come down and that is central to Gabi and Sebastian’s romance. The beginning scenes on the ship, with Sebastian boisterously playing dice as Gabi looks on and their hopscotch moments, give way to deeper intimacy and the understanding that they were wrong about each other. Liana De la Rosa really works to make Sebastian and Gabriela see one another, and that in contrast to their upbringings made for some delicious conflict. 

Gabriela and Sebastian are a prime example of hate to love done right. These two have particular personalities that lead them to clash and then retreat way back at the beginning of this series. In this novel, De la Rosa unwinds her established dynamic, upstaging these two from their comforts as they confront how little they actually know each other. Liana De la Rosa does not rush a single bit of Gabriela and Sebastian’s romantic arc, leaving the first half of the novel for them to build trust and begin to deconstruct their flawed perceptions. What comes after is really the slowest of slow burns, which is just as I like it—heavy on the longing and comprised of an aching sort of affection. Romance is written into every single interaction no matter how small—with Sebastian vehemently standing up for Gabi when she’s not in the room, his nicknames, and their various shenanigans. These all build to a blazing moment on the ship back to London where De la Rosa excels at a tried and true trope within this genre and gifting us with hot, hot, hot scenes between her two characters. I say I’m above persuasion but it was the quote “grab the headboard, love” that had me first running to request this book. If that isn’t romance marketing at its finest, and representation of just how these two connect on all levels I don’t know what is.

Part of this novel’s excellence lies in its skillful balance between the history rendered and the development of its romance. Since this novel takes place between London and Mexico, there is an added layer to consider in addition to the general intertwining of romance with history that the genre entails. Gabriela and His Grace windows into a part of history long uncovered within this genre, of France’s illegal occupation of Mexico during the late nineteenth century and the lives of those working to call attention and oust the occupying forces. The glimpses into the Luna family, innately embroiled in the resistance against the French were fascinating to read from. Liana De la Rosa entwines this tumultuous time in Mexican history with an exploration into home and how we can stand for our communities and ourselves. At the center of this is Gabriela who endeavors to find a place within a family of considerable personalities. Gabi’s journey to finding her voice and a path separate to that laid down by her domineering father is a powerful one, but held parallel to her relationship with Sebastian, is only that much more so.

Gabriela and His Grace is the kind of historical romance that doesn’t come around often, and one you cannot help but hold close for as long as you can. Liana De la Rosa’s talent has completely floored me and I’m afraid I will be making this the standard for all historical romances to follow—particularly hate to love—so take notes. The final Luna Sisters novel is an informative journey through a turbulent period of Mexico’s history and Liana De la Rosa handles this with such grace and skill. Knowing her intentions with this series just makes these novels all the more sweeping from its grounded history to the overarching romances. Gabi and Sebastian captivated me from the very beginning, embarking on a journey across oceans where avoidance slowly turns into affection and then lasting love. This really was the perfect romance. As an aside I don’t think I will be moving on from the sharing-one-bed-on-a-boat scenes, they were just so so hot (thank you Liana De la Rosa). This was a scrumdiddlyumptious romance, one I won’t be able to stop yelling about in the months to come.

Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for providing me with an advance review copy.

Trigger warnings: colonization, war, abuse (not on page, but mentioned), racism

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Review: Princess of Blood by Sarah Hawley

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Please note this review contains spoilers for the former book in this series, Servant of Earth, and contains references to some of the events in this sequel. Read with caution.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Put forth to be executed, betrayed by the man she thought she trusted, Kenna Heron expected to die by the magical shards that grant the fae their immortality. Instead a balance was righted for the destruction of Mistei’s Sixth House half a millenia ago, and Kenna, formerly human, is granted the mantle of princess to the once decimated Blood House reborn. Awakening to her new circumstances in the middle of a violent takeover, Kenna manages to kill Mistei’s corrupt ruler, King Osric, yet the power vacuum in the aftermath of his death only threatens further unrest. With her former lover and Void House’s heir aiming for the throne, Kenna knows not who to trust—except Lara, her exiled mistress and Kallen, the former King’s Vengeance. Kenna holds the deciding vote in who should rule Mistei but has reached a stalemate, while the six houses are fracturing against divided loyalties, and a distant cousin of King Osric is vying for the throne. All she ever wanted was to survive the cruel land of the fae, but in the footsteps of her death and rebirth, it’s no longer just about her own survival. With a deadly assassin haunting her steps, and Mistei teetering on the edge of civil war, Kenna will prove once and for all if she can bring balance to Mistei, or fall into darkness like those of a long forgotten house.

Sarah Hawley’s, Shards of Magic entraps six opposing fae houses beneath the earth to grasp at power and immortality while prey to the machinations of a merciless king. This series put down precarious roots in Servant of Earth, when Kenna Heron, a young woman, braved the treacherous bogs to cross into the fae lands, becoming servant and spy to the ignoble Earth House. Princess of Blood returns us to a world reeling in the aftermath of a bloody uprising and hinging on a civil war as loyalties sunder and forbidden love takes root within the cavernous underearth. With few weapons in her arsenal Kenna, newly turned fae, stands alone as princess of the broken Blood House. Armed with Caedo, a shapeshifting talking dagger with a thirst for blood, and two unlikely allies—an excommunicated Earth Fae rendered powerless, and a murderous Void Fae and executioner, Kenna will confront her new charge in a world seeking her destruction. I already knew the Shards of Magic series was doing something special back in book one, delicately connecting tropes and story cornerstones to deliver a unique fae touched tale of rebellion and survival. Princess of Blood is where my heart latched onto this series for good. Sarah Hawley brings a sequel into being that is bloody and unapologetic, equal parts brutal as it is a hopeful beacon for change.

Princess of Blood opens on the edge of Mistei’s uprising, as Kenna, formerly a servant of Earth House is irrevocably changed into a fae and must lead a once annihilated house out of the shadows. Where book one was entirely concerned with her survival, the overarching theme for this sequel is just as transformed—the characters left to fend for themselves within the shadows being thrust into the light, to change for the better or die trying. Sarah Hawley’s character work is at its prime in Princess of Blood as those broken against a cruel crown fight to create a better world. At the center of this is Kenna, whose startling persistence and narrative voice ensorcelled me from this series’ very beginnings, but who takes to newfound heights here in this sequel. Confronting betrayal, death, and now rebirth, Kenna walks the knife’s edge between success or failure for most of this novel, and like the knife itself steels herself against the violence that comes with her position. Kenna’s force of will is impenetrable even as she dodges assassination attempts and hedges her bets to reestablish a broken house. Princess of Blood challenges Kenna’s identity and personal loyalties at every turn, amidst a poignant query into leadership and the personal costs of rebellion.

Princess of Blood is exactly the kind of follow up I love, all about characters who concentrated on surviving for so long confronting a tumultuous future side by side. This sequel concerns all kinds of unconventional alliances, but none is more unexpected than that between Kenna and Kallen, an enigmatic void fae and weapon to a fallen king. Prior to this novel, the interactions between these two were few and far between, yet they were charged with something I couldn’t quite name. Kallen and Kenna have always been predisposed to be something more, and nothing, and I mean nothing, made that more evident than his awe at her coming into her power and murdering Mistei’s king, Osric. Their relationship may have begun with a wee bit of blackmail and cynical chats, but Princess of Blood elevates them to equal standing. Reeling from her new circumstances, cut off from the man who made his life, both Kenna and Kallen are a bit out of their depths with the current state of things. And god do I love how these two are entirely stripped bare of the roles they occupied prior to the events in this novel because that is where the real magic happens.

Now we all love a mysterious fae man with shadow magic, and Hawley provides this with Kallen, a man who has made the shadows his home for so long they are all he knows. More than a bit lonely, wishing for something he can never have, Kallen is the pinnacle of the tortured romance lead. His hidden depths gave this sequel a necessary anchoring, while slightly twisting the archetype of the brooding fae love interest. Despite the blackmail of it all, Kenna and Kallen’s relationship dynamic in Servant of Earth was deeply intriguing to me (maybe because of the blackmail if I’m being honest). Yet, it  wasn’t until Princess of Blood that I unequivocally fell in love with his character. He was the breath of fresh air this book needed, getting oddly excited to spy on people in the catacombs, sparring with Kenna, and just giving her the support she needs as she faces her new situation. Kenna is entirely in control of her choices, but Kallen is someone she can rely on who gives her the space to breathe and say the things she often keeps inside. United in the loneliness of their stations and their call to bring about a better future for Mistei, Kenna and Kallen find solace in one another, and their ensuing romance is just as intimate.

The contrast Hawley draws between Kallen, a man born to be a weapon, and Kenna, a woman who had no choice in wielding the power she was given is a compelling center to the eventual romance. At the mercy of a violent king, Kenna experienced first hand the impacts of Mistei’s tyrannical regime and in Princess of Blood, sets about reckoning centuries of abuse. Kallen has always been hiding. From his father’s brutality, a king’s abuse, and his brother’s secret, all he has ever known is secrets and shadows in a world where to care about anyone is a weakness. This extends into his relationship with Kenna, who in his mind is someone who could be wielded against him if he allows people to see the depth of his feelings for her. Just as Kenna confronts her place as Blood House’s leader, Kallen confronts if he can ever leave his shadows behind to be more than just a weapon to be wielded. Love as its own kind of weapon is the vehicle for most of the conflict between Kenna and Kallen and I was eating up the tension like water in a desert. I am nothing if not predictable, but these two brought a different name to romantic yearning. I was enraptured by the dances, the heavy gazes, and the sexual tension teeming beneath the surface of their interactions. This sequel is for the real yearners because Sarah Hawley knows the hottest thing in the world is a man undone, and that man is Kallen.

Princess of Blood is a calculated dance of moves and countermoves, building to a blood soaked showdown not unlike its predecessor, but singular in its torment. I have this thing where if characters are getting overly optimistic about the future I start to hear alarm bells ringing and that was happening at several points in the final act of this novel. I went into the last few chapters with eyes half closed because I knew Hawley was going to pull something along the lines of the Servant of Earth ending—and I was right to. Currently seeking financial compensation for the emotional damages incurred (Sarah Hawley will pay for her crimes). Even knowing this, Princess of Blood is an all around phenomenal sequel. We get to see these characters challenged by their traumas, surmount difficulties, and ultimately be transformed by its ending. The Shards of Magic series is for the feral woman tearing down a flawed world to build a better one, while being loved for all that they are. In Princess of Blood, Sarah Hawley interrogates the complex morality of immortals and what we owe to those who suffered under the abuses of a crown. With a determined heroine and her bloodthirsty dagger on the scene, Princess of Blood is a chaotic continuation of The Shards of Magic series and will no doubt leave many on the edge as it certainly left me reeling in its wake.

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Trigger warnings: blood, death, violence, murder, decapitation, torture, alcoholism,

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Review: The Possession of Alba Díaz by Isabel Cañas

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Rating: 5 out of 5.

When a devastating plague strikes Zacatecas, Alba Díaz flees with her overbearing parents to her fiancé’s isolated home in the mountains, never expecting that there are far greater horrors in store than an unforgiving plague. Alba has had enough time to come to terms with her future as little more than property to her husband. The only choice she has is in the match—resigning herself in marriage to Carlos Monterrubio, an uninspiring young man who can afford her a comfortable life. Elías Monterrubio is running as far away from his past as he can, but his choices continue to haunt him. Cousin to Alba’s fiancé, Elías has no intention to ever interact with Alba, until a chance interaction in a courtyard changes everything and weakens his resolve. Attached to the Monterrubio hacienda is a silver mine, one that calls to Alba’s unknown past. Wandering in the night as if under a spell, Alba is victim to strange trances, hallucinations, and bouts of violence. Knowing she cannot rely on her family, nor the priest who joined the flight to the mine, Elías is her only ally in uncovering the truth. Fighting for her life against a malevolent entity, Alba soon finds her real demons are more man-made than she initially believed, and she could lose herself in excising them.

With the state of things, now more than ever I want to read about blood soaked women, the women who fight tooth and claw (wink wink) for their futures in a world set to dually possess and demonize them. With that resounding desire in mind, The Possession of Alba Díaz found its way into my hands. Isabel Cañas’ latest novel is an atmospheric gothic bloodbath involving the Inquisition, patriarchy, and autonomy, furthering plots far more violent than a mere possession. Alba Díaz, a young woman facing down a loveless marriage, flees various monsters real and mythic in a desperate attempt to seize control of a future that was never hers to own. From the moment I read the lines, “Alba plotted to sin again,” I knew I was in the hands of a master and Cañas spends this entire novel proving that to be true. Where the greatest fear is standing strong in the face of those who seek to demean and control, The Possession of Alba Díaz leads its protagonist down a path where she aligns with the demon within. It’s a haunting tale retold that begs the question if we can ever achieve control of our own narratives or if autonomy can only be gained through giving into our own demonization.

With Isabel Cañas’ novels, the characters are everything and the devil can be found within her unnerving backdrops. Plagues, confessions, and engagements begin this novel of demonic possession, with two perspectives that open up this novel to its tantalizing blend of horror and romance. Like both of her previous works, The Possession of Alba Díaz combines historical fiction, horror, and the gothic—proving these genres can and should contrast. Casa Calavera, a silver mine with a dark past, is a perfectly eerie setting for Cañas to conduct her expose into possession and patriarchy. The inner workings to the mine and the process of silver extraction are revealed, underpinning to the horror and illuminating the more intentional choices of these wealthy landowners. Cañas’ focus on worker exploitation at the heart of the horror, amidst Alba’s possession, and Elías connection to silver and dark magic is the beating center for everything that follows. Amongst these horrific moments of possession, The Possession of Alba Díaz develops familial and romantic relationships that outlast even the most gruesome of confrontations.

As a dark force sinks into Alba’s consciousness, Isabel Cañas brings together an unexpected partnership between Alba and Elías Monterrubio. I’m a sucker for any kind of romance subplot, especially in horror, so this really worked for me. Both Alba and Elías are trapped in their own ways and their appearance at hacienda de minas is a representation of that made real. Elías is the perfect romance hero, a bit tortured at times but resolute in aiding Alba in excising the demon possessing her. His attention to her problem was like a man possessed, which of course is romance representation I can only commend. Elías’ is being driven by the sins of his past, and his skill in amalgamating silver and his stockpile of mercury have led him to Casa Calavera. Cañas uncovers his past in connection to Alba’s and both were an expert source of tension for their developing romance and this novel’s unsettling aura. Cañas serves up her tried and true horror romance and gives Alba and Elías a chance to reach for a future that is theirs, one unencumbered by familial machinations and the intrusion of outside forces.

The Possession of Alba Díaz reaches a blood soaked conclusion with the confrontation promised in its first chapter. That penultimate chapter at a Zacatecan cathedral is the culmination of everything Isabel Cañas has been building to from the beginning of this novel and god was it worth it. The claws come out and it is a violent and bloody mess, but it’s all Alba’s. Cañas’ take that sometimes giving into the demon is okay is exactly what I wanted from this story—a cathartic and visceral choice but as we soon learn, a necessary one. That it is future Alba providing the outer narration bridging us into and out of the story is not entirely surprising, but it’s a missing piece that makes the conversation surrounding autonomy and cautionary tales that much more intense. Alba takes part in her own mythologization, the telling of the tale evident of her part in not just the story itself, but its ending. The Possession of Alba Díaz is my new favorite romantic horror story from Cañas. This unsettling novel creeps in like a demon taking hold, but every part is a tension filled dream of claws, silver, and sorcery.

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Trigger warnings: death, blood, violence, murder, gore

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Review: The Jasad Crown by Sara Hashem

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Please note this review contains spoilers for the former book in this series, The Jasad Heir and contains references to some of the events in this sequel. Read with caution.

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Sylvia, the rightful Queen of Jasad, has taken back her crown. After years in hiding following the assassination of her family and the destruction of her kingdom, Sylvia gives up her anonymity to save her friends from a horrific fate. Before Supreme Rawain and Arin, his heir—a man who should have remained her enemy but became her greatest weakness, Sylvia revealed herself. Sylvia flees in the melee, but not before being struck down and captured by a fringe Jasadi rebel group known as the Urabi. Now, the Urabi have secreted Sylvia away to a mountain fortress where they hope to convince her to take a larger stand against their oppressors and return Jasad to its former glory. Between her alliance to her people and her connection to Arin, Sylvia plays a dangerous game. Her magic no longer suppressed by the silver cuffs flows free and if she’s not careful, threatens to drag her into the legendary Jasadi magic madness. If it’s not her magic destroying her sense of self, it’s the cost that reconstructing Jasad’s fortress will enact: her death. All Sylvia has ever known is her duty to a throne abandoned to fire, and as her duty is torn between her head and her heart, Sylvia could lose herself in being wielded as Jasad’s queen and weapon.

Sara Hashem’s Scorched Throne duology takes its final bow with The Jasad Crown, a finale that prompts a long awaited homecoming and deepens the distinct political landscape of four entangled kingdoms vying for power and one fighting to reemerge from the ashes. This Egyptian inspired high fantasy duology involving decimated kingdoms, ill-placed bargains, trials, and an enemies to lovers romance quickly solidified itself as an unrivaled fantasy series from a true talent. Stories of lost heirs reclaiming their thrones are a niche I have always adored and god if this isn’t one of the best I’ve read in recent years. The byronic heroes who lose themselves in exile before finally coming in from the cold have met their match in Sylvia, a guarded young woman and heir to a broken throne—with a proclivity towards sesame candies, daggers, and telling the Nizahlan heir what is. Sara Hashem picks up her sequel on the outset of Sylvia having revealed her identity, initiating a journey of renewal and fate. The political machinations of Nizahl and the corruption at the heart of these kingdoms are unleashed, fueling the tragedy of Jasad’s past and its uncertain future. The Jasad Crown stomped all over my heart without remorse, yet I would gladly give Sara Hashem the ability to do it all over again.

The Jasad Crown picks up on the wings of betrayal (in the literal sense), with Sylvia now captured and Arin abandoned, left reeling in her departure. This finale orients our characters to their new normal and Hashem gives new perspective to her ensemble cast after the destructive final moments that concluded The Jasad Heir. This world steadily becomes richer as it expands outward to new locales through the narrative pulled against our four characters, Sylvia, Arin, Sefa, and Marek, now on separate paths. Few protagonists are drawn by their loyalty to the extent that Sylvia is and The Jasad Crown frames this entirely in a new context. Hashem expertly contrasts the pain of a people desperately seeking a place, and the ties her characters hold to each other. For Sylvia, her loyalties fray more and more against her duty to the Jasad people and knowing that her loyalty will lead to her death. I loved how entrenched this was in Sylvia’s sense of identity and Hashem’s exploration into allegiance to one’s community. Seeing this push and pull as Sylvia oscillates between her conflicting notions of duty was an intriguing center for this finale, and one that played out in ways I never expected.

When I finished The Jasad Heir two years ago I hoped its sequel would rely on Arin confronting his part in the story and revealing his family’s involvement in orchestrating the fall of the Jasad Kingdom. Hashem gives the necessary space for this in her finale. If book one involved Sylvia uncovering the truth to her family’s crimes—the magic mining that siphoned magic from Jasad’s lower class, The Jasad Crown provides the other half to this puzzle. Even knowing part of the story previously, I was in no way prepared to see the planned attack play out, leaving vulnerable Jasadi citizens to the same fate they had been subjected to by their former rulers. Where Arin connects to this was another purposeful choice by Hashem. The glimpses beneath his seemingly inscrutable exterior in The Jasad Heir had effectively charmed me by its end. A cunning heir seeking to oust a group of rebels and play a political game against kingdoms, Arin is undeniably a fascinating individual, but someone Hashem had yet to interrogate fully. This sequel brings on the background I had been craving for his character, in his parental relationships, the cause of his inverted magic, and his heritage. Arin discovering his connection to Jasad is a painful revelation, but Hashem has built to this from this series’ first breath, giving it a necessary weight to the tragedies revealed within these pages.

There’s something about the way Hashem writes yearning that feels completely unprecedented. Her particular flavor of daggers at throats, intense gazes, and a desire to know someone takes shape through her main pairing and gave me new standards for romantic arcs in fantasy. Maybe it’s that these two characters are true enemies, their places have set them apart from the start and their world views appear impossible to reconcile. Despite the betrayal that put a wrench in Sylvia and Arin’s budding romance, this sequel deepens the romantic tension and determines if that is the case. Arin and Sylvia did not hold back in The Jasad Crown, at the cost of my fragile, fragile heart. If they’re not unexpectedly drawn back together by their magic or their competing abilities, they are yearning for a life together that is impossible to have. The contrast of Arin’s disillusion with his place, and Sylvia resigning herself to her fate is the bedrock for bountiful tension in the Jasad Crown. Arin really threw himself in the path of Sylvia and I expected nothing less from the man that gets to love this incredible woman. This man needed to grovel, and Sara Hashem gave us that in the most extreme way.

The Jasad Crown shredded me emotionally and that is the highest compliment I can bestow upon any book, this series included. Hashem holds most of her weapons until the final section of The Jasad Crown but the blade was sharpened and I was little more than a casualty in the path of her arc. This sequel intensifies Hashem’s inquiry to identity and community—determining if rebuilding a kingdom in its exact image is enough to change the wounds of the past, or will it just begin the cycle anew. Connecting this to the incarnations of Rovial and the magic leaking out of the world was another startling revelation I found only deepened the emotional impact of The Scorched Throne’s final chapters. As a lover of bittersweet endings, or endings that lean into the ambiguity, I was comforted by how Hashem chose to end her duology. After its final chapter I was but a puddle on the floor, but Hashem dragged me back to life with an epilogue that I can say confidently, forever changed me as a person. The Jasad Crown unmakes the fate of entire kingdoms and restores what was lost, but through unforeseen means. This series is for the readers who yearn to see two former enemies hold fast to love despite a world determined to see them at odds, and the headstrong woman shouldering a kingdom of responsibility finding love and liberation. If you need me, I will be on the floor for the foreseeable future, as Sara Hashem intended.

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Trigger Warnings: blood, violence, death, execution, war, genocide, child sexual assault (off-page, but mentioned),

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Let’s Talk: Fantasy Favorites Old and New

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It’s my first fantasy roundup of the new year *gasp* and I am so excited to share all of the speculative fiction I have enjoyed in this first quarter of 2025. Fantasy has come second to romance these past few months but the ones I have read have really stuck with me. I have continued the trend of moving through my backlist of advance copies while interspersing some rereads to keep me out of the dreaded reading slump. On the reread front, I reread Shardless and the Jasad Heir ahead of their sequels publishing this summer. There are so many new books out this year and it’s so hard to keep up with all of them so I am committed to checking in every few months on here just to move through my favorites. So let’s get to it here with a chaotic fantasy debut, THE best friends to lovers fae fantasy of all time (I’m serious), a romantic fantasy novel brimming with unhinged yearning, an epic fantasy debut involving the powers of the ancestors, and a gay murder mystery fantasy mashup.

The Prince Without Sorrow by Maithree Wijesekara

If you like your fantasy heavy on the chaos and the vengeance, then Maithree Wijesekara’s, The Prince Without Sorrow is the perfect book. A young prince destined to inherit a legacy of tyranny and violence, and a mayakari witch outcasted for her magic become entangled after a curse gone wrong kills the reigning emperor. Now The Prince Without Sorrow is pure chaos. Love me a book where the characters have no coherent plan and are just rolling with the punches and coming up with ideas on a complete whim and that was the essence of this debut in the best possible way. Wijesekara plays with the paths, chosen and inherited and the notion of legacy across her debut with such skill. I loved seeing these characters grapple with their morality as they endeavour to right the past and be different from their predecessors. Shakti in particular struggles with the pacifism of the Mayakari and the consequences of breaking their rules to curse Emperor Adil and enact her revenge, while Ashoka is determined to honor his commitment to nonviolence. Having a dead emperor offering you his unsolicited advice because you are now bound to his spirit is a specific kind of problem only Shakti could handle. She truly lept into this with flying colors and I was so here for her tendency to act on impulse. The Prince Without Sorrow fascinated me with its intricate politics, queer romance, and characters just trying to do the right thing but ultimately going down a path they always feared. There are so many threads present in this debut and I am hanging on to every single one as I await the next installment.

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The Mask of Mirrors by M.A. Carrick

In the city of Nadežra one can be reborn. After fleeing the city and a life in its criminal underbelly with her sister Tess, Ren returns for the con of a lifetime. Masquerading as the lost cousin of House Traementis, Ren hopes to instill herself in the family, securing wealth and prospects. What she doesn’t expect is how deep the con will take her, the bonds she will make with her pseudo-family, and the dark magic transforming the city into a waking nightmare. When I started The Mask of Mirrors I was confronted with a plethora of rich detail that at first is difficult to surmount. The elaborate backdrop of a city split between two banks, upper and lower, and the island in between, plus the ruling families with complex alliances, and the magic system make for a riveting read if you can absorb its wealth of information. Interwound with the house politics, a variety of perspectives, and a vigilante stalking the shadows known as the Rook, The Mask of Mirrors is certainly one of the most intensely layered fantasy trilogies I have ever read. There is a deep heart of mystery M.A. Carrick taps into to construct the beginnings of this trilogy. With so many masks worn not just by our main character, Ren, Carrick questions who one can trust when confronting larger constructs tied up in wealth and power—and the ties we hold to our cultures and families. The emergence of children lost to dreams proves the deception runs deep, and uncovering the mystery will rely on Ren taking on a third and final identity. The Mask of Mirrors is a puzzling dream that one cannot begin to untangle with just one read. This is the kind of book that requires time invested, but earned back through its memorable characters and intricate political landscape.

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The Rebel Witch by Kristen Ciccarelli

Rune Winters has been a witch in hiding even before her identity was unveiled by the man she loved and she was delivered to her enemies. Now Cressida Roseblood, a witch long thought dead has returned and she has a plan to restore a world where witches reigned. To aid her Rune will have to excise the part of herself that still cares for Gideon Sharpe, the witch hunter, lest she see the rest of her kind destroyed for good. The Rebel Witch initiates the long awaited conclusion to Kristen Ciccarelli’s Crimson Moth duology. This sequel elevates the tension between our witch and witch hunter through an entertaining game of cat and mouse that sees entirely new stakes emerge now that Rune’s witch identity has been revealed. The chemistry between Rune and Gideon is even more palpable as they reluctantly become allies while retreating back into the roles they used to occupy. Ciccarelli interrogates the crux of enemies to lovers—the conflicting worldviews, how these characters have been socialized to see one another as the enemy, and if love and hate can truly coexist. Gideon is at the forefront of this conflict as he has centered his life around hunting witches outside his experiences at the hands of the series villain, Cressida Roseblood. Gideon’s feelings towards Cressida are deeply personal, but enacting his revenge could destroy his relationship with Rune and his ability to let go of the rhetoric that has fueled so much of his life. The Rebel Witch makes clear the cost of othering one group in defense of another and the difficulties in disentangling oneself from the propaganda and rhetoric fueling such hatred. This conclusion is romantic and action packed, earning its place in one of my favorite duologies of the past few years.

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Shardless by Stephanie Fisher

On the island of Tempris the immortal magic wielding fae hold status above all others. Humans, or shardless, possess no magic and are treated as lesser citizens. When she was discovered in the ashes of her family home as a child, with no memory of her past, Taly Caro was adopted by a fey noble and his family, who became her family themselves. But after experiencing magic—premonitions of the future seconds before they happen, Taly knows she is in danger, for this kind of magic hasn’t been seen in an age, and she will be hunted like those who came before. When I say this book is my favorite romantic fantasy I am deadly serious. I first read Shardless back in 2020 and since then I’ve reread it four other times, each one only serving to deepen my love and appreciation for this brilliant fantasy novel. Every part of this story is well thought out, from the prologue detailing a glimpse at Taly’s beginnings, the epigraphs of letters and portions of Tempris’ history, and the engaging plot at its center involving Taly confronting her magic and the mystery of her past. Fisher deepens this with a stunning friends to lovers arc between Taly and Skylen Emrys, which was serving that delicious delicious angst only intensified by the secrets Taly refuses to give up. Every part of this world is epic in scope, but it is the gateways sundered in the schism that locked away entire worlds and trapped much of Tempris’ population in one place, that renders this novel its post-cataclysm feel. Adding the intersection of fae magic with modern weaponry places Shardless decidedly in the category of steampunk-esque. I could really wax poetic about this incredible book for a life age. But just trust in me for your next obsession because it is this novel.

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Immortal by Sue Lynn Tan

Liyen, heir to Tianxia, ascends to the throne after the passing of her grandfather who risked everything for her survival—securing a magical lotus flower belonging to the immortals that helped her recover from a deadly poison at the cost of his life. The relationship between the kingdom of Tianxia and the immortal realm has long been strained, but the loss of the lotus flower spells even more trouble for their alliance. Liyen travels to the Immortal Realm where she comes face to face with Zhangwei, the legendary God of War. As their respective worlds deem they work together, Zhangwei and Liyen push past their ire, confronting an unexpected connection and worse, an impossible love. Immortal is a novel I consider to be the height of romantic fantasy. Sue Lynn Tan poured her entire heart and soul into this mesmerizing tale of redemption and transcendent love. Ruthless betrayals, immortal bargains, and secrets are just the surface of this epic love story. There’s the tenuous relationship between the immortals and mortal realms, and an evil preying on the mortal lands connected to the Netherworld and our main duo. The breadth of the Celestial Kingdoms from Sue Lynn Tan’s former duology expands, providing a fabled sort of setting around which the entire love story is conducted. I’m afraid I have never seen yearning portrayed in the way the character Zhangwei yearns for Liyen and all of that is due to the layered relationship building Sue Lynn Tan imparts from start to finish. Immortal is surely the romantic fantasy of the year. Prepare to see a God of War down bad for his love interest as he suffers bouts of unshakable yearning and longs for a love he cannot get back.

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The Bitter Twins by Jen Williams

In a moment of desperation, Tormalin the Oathless and Noon, a fell-witch of extraordinary power brought forth the Ninth Rain after many years of silence. Now these war beasts of legend, brought to life through the tree of Ygseril, have no memory of their pasts. Tormalin and Noon must figure out how to mobilize them, or see Sarn fall to the Jure’lia, their enemy of old. The Bitter Twins is the expansive follow up to Jen Williams the Ninth Rain where Williams returns to the Eboran empire after an intense battle with the Jure’lia who are once again intent on conquering all of Sarn. The characters Williams brings together remain the highlight of her Winnowing Flames trilogy. Vincent, a peculiar lesbian explorer obsessed with exploring ancient ruins and the dangerous wild, Tormalin, her hired immortal who thirsts for answers as he clings to the past, and Noon, an imprisoned witch who will do anything to retain her freedom. Brought together by less than typical circumstances, this sequel deepens the relationships inside and outside our trio while introducing the temperamental war beasts now bonded to them. The Bitter Twins envisions a cycle interrupted and what happens when the cycle that has stalled for many years all of a sudden begins anew. At the forefront of this are those who have resigned themselves to a particular fate given the chance to step out from the shadows and fight back. Williams’ layered characterizations, involved histories and peoples, and intriguing legend make for an all-encompassing fantasy world and a wild journey from start to finish.

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A Song of Legends Lost by M.H. Ayinde

Across the Kingdom of Nine Lands the ability to invoke the spirits of ancestors in battle is a coveted power granted only to those of noble birth. After a strange interaction leaves her bound to a mysterious spirit who grants her impossible power, Temi, a commoner, becomes embroiled in a plot connected to the ancestral realm and the truth to her kingdom’s history. A Song of Legends Lost debuts a gripping tale of ancestral power, histories lost, and revenge interwound with a quintet of characters confronting the legacy of their kingdom and the lies hidden at its heart. M.H. Ayinde constructs a unique fantasy world where advanced technology collides with legend. Both have power over the noble families fighting against the threat of Greybloods—mysterious beings of matter and techwork that are pushing into the lands, and these populations at large. A civilization long ago destroyed is remembered through forbidden techwork technology, a source of class tension that sees information suppressed from the top down. There’s power in storytelling and the histories that are passed down through generations, and Ayinde interrogates this at the center of her debut. Long ago civilizations and wars no one can remember are given context by the kingdom itself, an entity with its own agenda and a violent past. A Song of Legends Lost spans unique cultures, perspectives, and history, all given their time on the page through her organization of perspective. Ayinde skillfully submerges readers in her story and builds to an epic confrontation at its final act. A Song of Legend is the height of epic fantasy, confronting the legacy of colonization and the weaponization of history. I’m calling this as the best fantasy debut of the year and am imploring everyone to experience it for themselves.

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The Gentleman and His Vowsmith by Rebecca Ide

Lord Nicholas Monterris has never been free to make his own choices. As the Monterris heir, Nicholas holds his family’s hopes in restoring their fortune through his arranged marriage to the daughter of his fathers greatest rival, Lady Leaf Serral. Combining the magic of two families is a delicate process, requiring a vowsmith to craft the marriage contract while the families are confined to the manor. When someone dies on the first night, Nicholas realizes someone wants to impede this marriage, and they are willing to kill for it. Locked in the manor with a killer, Nicholas relies on his intuition and unlikely companions—his fiance, Leaf, and former love, Dashiell sa Vare, to uncover the truth before the killer strikes again and his family is truly left beyond saving. The Gentleman and His Vowsmith sees historical fantasy meet arcane magic, a locked manor murder mystery, and a second chance romance. In this incomparable historical fantasy novel, two former flames reunite in a decaying manor where murder abounds and an impending marriage constrains any chance of their happily ever after. It should come at no shock to anyone that historical romance is one of my favorite genres. I’m a fan of anything blending genre and subverting conventions and tropes within this space, which this novel does wonderfully. Rebecca Ide delivers a queer romance with such intense longing and characters you can’t help but root for amidst the murder plot. Ide writes for anyone wanting the labyrinthine locked room mystery plot to come with a side of gay yearning and a dash of magic and The Gentleman and His Vowsmith delivers on all three fronts.

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This Monster of Mine by Shalini Abeysekara

Four years ago, Sarai was discovered broken and brutalized beneath Sidran tower. Against all odds she was put back together, though the physical and emotional scars have forever lingered. Pursuing the justice she never received, Sarai finds a way back to the capitol as a petitor, a prosecutor with the ability to detect lies. Taking on the mantle of petitor, Sarai is assigned to work alongside Tetrarch Kadra, the only figure she can remember from her fall off the tower, whom she thinks committed the crime. This Monster of Mine initiates an extensive quest for vengeance that questions the ability of achieving justice through a judicial system and the costs of striking out alone. Set in a fantasy world inspired by ancient Rome, Abeysekara builds out a series of tetrarchs with competing notions and dynamics of power, and a flawed justice system. Sarai, a victim of brutal violence saw no justice from the tetrarchs, necessitating her quest for revenge that reveals an intentional plot within this hierarchy. This Monster of Mine uncovers a larger exploitation at the heart of the city and the individuals more than comfortable upholding these injustices for personal gain. Alongside this, Abeysekara examines a society’s tendency to mythologize a person and their situation rather than fight for truth and justice. Sarai is hiding in plain sight, but her story as the “Sidran Tower Girl” has been local legend as long as she has sought the truth. This Monster of Mine attempts several threads of mystery, romance, and magic, and all of them have a strong connection within this story. I love a good revenge narrative and this one handles the nuances of such an arc with a mix of grace, heartbreak and “good for her.”

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Greenteeth by Molly O’Neill

For hundreds of years Jenny Greenteeth has made her home beneath the lake, where she devours her unwilling prey and witnesses the years pass on. In all her time beneath its waters, Jenny has never met a human, but that is quick to change when a young woman is bound hand and foot and thrown into the lake. Accused of witchcraft in the surrounding village, Temperance would have drowned if not for her rescue at the hands of the resident lake monster. Jenny and Temperance are nothing alike but this newfound fear of magic does not just threaten Temperance’s community, but Jenny’s home as well. Leaving behind the safety of her lake, Jenny and Temperance embark on a dangerous quest for fae magic to unravel the darkness before it consumes their respective homes and all they hold dear. Greenteeth wickedly ensnares folklore, magic, and Arthurian legend together in one adventurous fantasy standalone. Following the Jenny Greenteeth of tale and legend, O’Neill basks in uncovering her peculiar nature, the conflicting states of being between teeth barred and someone seeking connection. Monsters aren’t all as they appear in Greenteeth and O’Neill reveals the depths hidden beneath the murky surface of her charming cast of characters—a witch, a lake monster, and a spirited goblin. Found family never fails to get to me and Greenteeth achieves that along the road to adventure. Despite their oftentimes clashing perspectives, Jenny and Temperance find solid ground. I liked seeing how they connected over roles in motherhood, and their innate desire to protect others (even if you eat things sometimes). Greenteeth brings us to a Britain on the outset of legend, where the greatest power held is in memory and the legends themselves.

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Upon a Starlit Tide by Kell Woods

Lucinde Léon has always felt an affinity to the sea. Raised at the side of her adoptive father, a wealthy French shipowner, Lucinde has been granted every comfort, but the surrounding walls of Saint-Malo only serve to block her from the waves that call to her beyond. In secret, Luce spends her days on the water, learning to sail alongside her friend and closest confidant, Samuel. But in the aftermath of a storm, a shipwreck washes up on shore, and Luce rescues its only survivor—setting off a chain of events that will reveal the truth to her heritage, her father’s legacy, and why she finds power in the treacherous deep. Upon a Starlit Tide strikes a delicate balance between historical fiction and fantasy, and retelling the Cinderella and The Little Mermaid fairy tales, finding a unique footing in the spaces between these genres and the folktales themselves. Subverting various touchstones for these stories and centering eighteenth century Brittany as her backdrop, Woods crafts a glimmering tale of betrayal, tragedy, and forbidden love. This has exactly my kind of romance, connecting to those siren and selkie tales of old, and the longing of awaiting your love to return. Upon a Starlit Tide has a bit more of a slow build, with the political and romance elements percolating to an intense confrontation in the final act. As Luce finds her power, Upon a Starlit Tide uncovers the deliberate violence orchestrated over her lifetime. Woods connecting this back to a certain figure in Luce’s life and their choices is timely, as was Luce coming into her abilities and choosing herself. Upon a Starlit Tide is a heady mix of history and folktales made real and I was mercilessly swept up in its tumultuous undertow like a ship wrecked upon its shore.

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The Jasad Heir by Sara Hashem

All Sylvia remembers about her past is the fire and destruction that ripped her away from her family and the kingdom she loved. In the aftermath, the kingdom of Jasad was pillaged and its remaining citizens scattered, later rounded up and executed simply for the magic they wield. As the lost Jasad heir, Sylvia has hidden herself away in a small village, suppressing her limited magic so as not to alert anyone to her survival. After a slipup involving an inquisitive guard and her beloved sesame candies Sylvia comes face to face with Arin, the Nizahl heir. Caught between the heir and survival, Sylvia makes a bargain with Arin, she’ll help him track a group of Jasadi rebels in exchange for her walking free. But the closer she gets to Nizahl and its pesky heir, the more Sylvia confronts the legacy of the Jasad crown and if she can truly leave the past behind to be left as nothing more than a legend. Egyptian inspired high fantasy involving ill-placed bargains, trials, and an enemies to lovers arc was enough for me to first pick up The Jasad Heir two years ago and it still holds up today. Sara Hashem’s debut is a piercing blade that expertly dissects the legacy of a kingdom lost to violence and the conflicting path to survival in a world seeking to eradicate all that you are. Sylvia is the beating heart of this story, caught in an impossible situation as she leverages her abilities to survive, but makes a choice that could see more of her kind captured and killed. She’s conflicted, yet uncompromising in protecting those she loves and safeguarding her future. Lost heirs returning is a niche kind of story I just adore and god is this one of the best I’ve read in years. That final chapter is nothing short of masterful, the masks come off in the best way as Sylvia chooses her fate over Jasad and her rightful crown.

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Review: The Nightshade God by Hannah Whitten

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Please note this review contains spoilers for the former books in this series, The Foxglove King & The Hemlock Queen, and contains references to some of the events in this sequel. 

Rating: 4.5 out of 5.

Lore is in exile. After failing to cede her power to Apollius, the living god controlling King Bastian, she has been exiled to the Burnt Isles to atone. It is there that she fends for survival with her fellow prisoners and awaits the day she can take back her power and destroy Apollius for good. Gabe, the Priest Exalted, has fled Dellaire altogether. Alongside Lore’s parents and their fellow godly awakened, Gabe hatches a plan that would see Apollius crushed. When Lore meets an unexpected ally from her past, the two discover a way off the Burnt Isles and begin to track their way to the Golden Mount. There they must reunite all of the broken pieces of the Fount—the well of power which granted Apollius and his godly kin their immortality and godly abilities. These broken pieces are scattered across the continent who knows where, but reuniting them is the only way to destroy the divine powers and wrest control away from the gods. The closer Lore gets to the Golden Mount, the more her powers grow until she is forced to confront the role she was born into—a girl with immeasurable power destined to destroy, or one made only to be a martyr.

The Nightshade God concludes Hannah Whitten’s enthralling gothic dark fantasy trilogy, The Nightshade Crown which found its beginnings back with The Foxglove King. Brimming with death magic, fickle gods, and a chaotic bisexual trio—an arrogant prince, a duty bound priest, and a poison runner, embroiled in a sinister plot within the Sainted Kings court—The Nightshade Crown is a trilogy I’ve long considered as one of my favorites, perfectly poised against my more niche reading tastes. Entwining a deep expose into religion, its tendency to subjugate and the unavoidable allure of power, this conclusion sees our trio confronting the powers that have long sought to control them and their personal limitations. Lore, exiled to the Burnt Isles and cut off from her magic, Gabe lost and on the run in Caldien, and Bastian a mere puppet to a higher godly power. After two books of buildup Hannah Whitten lays bare the flawed roots of godhood, from the complexities of Auverraine’s religion to the godly beings who drank from the Fount centuries ago. This finale doesn’t let up on the relentless tension, and whatever you’re imagining for its end, prepare to be unmade in the transformative waters of the Fount upon the mountain.

Hannah Whitten returns to a world divided, as godly beings descend on Auverraine and Gabe, Lore, and Bastian are torn apart by fate and their respective ties. Returning to our trio in the midst of conflict with a god, The Nightshade God sees all three of these characters struck low. Lore fights for survival on the Burnt Isles, Gabe harnesses a fight back in Caldien, and Bastian battles for autonomy against the god taking over his body and mind. The Nightshade God is wholly different from the former two books in this series. After two books solely in Lore’s perspective, this finale pulls back to focus on other necessary perspectives. Given the nature of our characters separated across this world, Whitten bridges new points of view through Gabe, Alie, and Bastian’s fractured consciousness. The Nightshade God is perfectly designed narratively, with these split perspectives and the individual journeys of our trio making their way to the Golden Mount for the final showdown. Once again, Whitten delivers on the characters and it is this finale that draws out their startling persistence and what they are willing to give up to usher in a world free from divinity.

While I have been awaiting Bastian and Gabe’s points of view since the start of this series, The Nightshade God is the perfect moment to integrate them within the narrative. Yet, knowing where we last left these characters, it is a little heartbreaking to witness their perspectives. Gabe taking up fighting in Caldien as a way to finance his fight against Apollius and the Kirythean Empire, but also as a way to be closer to Bastian should not have hurt as much as it did. His journey out of religious subservience, shame, and fealty to Anton which was weaponized to further Anton’s sinister agenda at last reaches a solid landing place in this third and final book. Gabe really comes into his own in this finale and his devotion to Lore and Bastian was giving the longing I have long suspected was brimming beneath his stoic facade. Lore on the other hand is facing something unheard of in the loss of the power she has carried for most of her life. This third book has Lore confronting the destiny she was born into, as she grapples with her autonomy and the cost of holding fast to her power. Lore spent her life fighting for survival on Dellaire’s streets and is now granted a way to change things—a thread which all her choices hinge upon. The final act is the culmination of so many things, the journeys of our three characters together and apart, and Whitten’s examination into godhood and religion.

Hannah Whitten sharpens her themes in this finale as Lore faces down Apollius at the Golden Mount with the rest of our crew. Here Whitten unveils the depths to Auverraine’s religion, and the god who promised to usher in a new world for the faithful, but instead only wished to further his own ends. Some of my favorite portions of The Hemlock Queen were the flashbacks pre Godsfall to Apollius, Nyxara, and Hestraon’s perspectives. Rich in religious commentary and driving context to the situation that led to these individuals becoming gods, these scenes are paramount as Lore, Gabe, and Bastian return to the Golden Mount to reconstruct the Fount and drive out the gods for good. Even with these godly beings seeming so far above the meager desires of humanity, in actuality Apollius and his fellow kin are being driven by human desires. This was the final piece to the puzzle in understanding that these gods were once humans themselves and thus his promises and blessings all fed back to his selfish beginnings. That Apollius’s fear of death was his core drive was a superb reveal on Whitten’s part, fitting into balance between life and death—Spiritum and Mortem both.

Hannah Whitten’s resplendent fantasy trilogy at last finds a bittersweet end. From the final few chapters to that emotional epilogue spanning several centuries, Hannah Whitten delivers on the angst and an unconventional end to the journey initiated long ago at the Sainted Kings Court. Whitten outweighs these moments of sorrow with Lore’s unfettered determination and the tremendous love she feels for Gabe and Bastian that she refuses to let go. The Fount as its own character was an unexpected part to this final act and witnessing it go toe to toe with Lore was the perfect balance to some of the more painful revelations laid bare. I love the full circle moments we get here, as Lore takes ownership of the story and guards against humanity’s nature to take power—becoming a kind of myth herself. In this finale characters are unmade, reborn, and entire belief systems are shaken. The Nightshade God manages to paint a comprehensive picture of religious ideology, queer love, and the roles we play, be it by choice of circumstance, in a final book that is nothing short of world-altering. The Nightshade God is just perfection in my eyes and Hannah Whitten an author I trust to lead me through any kind of tale, no matter how twisted.

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Trigger warnings: religious abuse, blood, violence, death

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Review: Queen Demon by Martha Wells

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Please note this review contains spoilers for the former book in this series, Witch King, and contains references to some of the events in this sequel. 

Rating: 5 out of 5.

Kaiisteron, Demon Prince of the Fourth House and the Witch King, survived a conspiracy that left him close to death and his companions scattered across a continent. If not for Kai’s careful planning many years prior it would have aided in the rise of an empire from within the Rising World Coalition. Now, their companion Dahin believes he has uncovered the precise location of the Hierarchs Well. Kai and his family will do anything to prevent the return of the Hierarchs and the well that grants untold power. Knowing Dahin isn’t telling them everything, but trusting in his judgement, they quickly travel to the University of Ancartre in Belith where a conspiracy is brewing. Meanwhile, in the past, Kai works alongside Bashasa and his allies to continue to wage war against the Hierarchs and wrest control back to the allied territories. The mysterious dustwitches who claim allegiance to no one but their own are causing problems on the road, and it is Kai who is called to fix the problem and bring them into the fold. Past and present contrast and in both timelines Kaiisteron must step into the mantle as leader and Witch King to unite his allies and stop the rise of the hierarchs—before more are corrupted by the allure of their forbidden power.

After the radiant triumph that was Witch King, Martha Wells returns with a sequel decidedly more world spanning that sees Kai and his crew on the road to the Hierarchs’ Well. Kaiisteron, Prince of the Fourth House of the Underearth, the Witch King, initially endeared me with his demonic nature and violent tendencies. From that first chapter of Witch King, as Kai awakes to his murdered body and a mage trying to control his magic to the “I’m the demon” line, I knew he was going to be one of my all time favorite fantasy protagonists. Uncovering a sinister conspiracy and facing a dark power that would see him enslaved, it is Kai’s inner goodness that manages to shine through the various betrayals, deaths, and even the loss of his family. Martha Wells reassembles our unconventional crew and family in the next installment to her Rising World series, this time embarking on a mission of academic research with disastrous consequences. In this sequel, the dynamics shine and the inner workings of the Rising Coalition and Bashasa’s rebellion are finally unveiled. Queen Demon takes a leap back in time and a step forward in the present, confronting the issues of empire and whether or not true power can be willingly destroyed before it is corrupted.

Where Witch King very much throws readers into a bottomless well, Queen Demon steps back to view the creation of long established alliances and relationships we saw present in book one. The mystery of the hierarchs comes to a head as Dahin enlists his family to travel to Sun-Ar where he believes the true fount of the hierarchs’ power to be located. So much of what I love about this sequel is getting to peek behind the curtain—to the hierarchs, the issues present in the Rising World Coalition, and the intricacies to our main character, Kaiisteron himself. An enigmatic figure no matter where we intersect his journey, I eagerly consumed everything Martha Wells elected to reveal about Kai in this sequel. Confounding the expectations of many even as he stays true to his roots, Queen Demon challenges Kai as a leader to his fellow witches and the bonds to his family. As Wells shifts back to the past, detailing the revolution against the hierarchs she furthers Kai’s endless desire to protect, especially in the present where those who once met the call to war have long since passed. 

Stepping back to the conspiracy that involved Bashat, foremost of the Rising World Coalition, kidnapping Kai and his allies so they could not vote in an upcoming council meeting that would have granted him an empire, Kai wishes only to leave the past behind and move forward. Yet, in essence, Queen Demon is about how much he cannot. As long as there exists power to be gained, whether through the Well of the Hierarchs or the creation of an empire, someone will try to take it. Shaped by his experiences of war and genocide, Kai is unwilling to entertain a situation that would usher in an empire—especially after fighting for years to wrest back territories from the hierarchs and establish the coalition. The strength in his character rests entirely in his reservations and his commitment to toil for a better world, of which empire has no part. My favorite moment in this sequel is when Kai comes face to face with Bashat and tells him exactly why he foiled his plans within the coalition. A big part of why I love morally grey characters so much is how throughout their conflicting choices, their desire to protect shines through. Kai has undeniably been shaped by his experiences and his journey hinges entirely around preventing further injustice. If he kills a few people in the middle of that it’s all part of his demonic charm.

Queen Demon continues Martha Wells’ seamless narrative structure of past and present. Witnessing the various successes and pitfalls of the war against the hierarchs alongside Kai and Bashasa is a long time coming after the effort at the Summer Palace in book one. As the center of focus for the past here in its sequel, I loved getting in deep with Bashasa’s plans, especially knowing Kai’s connection to Bashasa whom he mourns in the present. Alongside this, Martha Wells examines the difficulties of mobilizing a fight against an oppressive force, with differing cultures and peoples that have unique costs to fighting back. Kai’s bonds to others are the real star of the show here. His connection to Ziede and Tahren, her brother Dahin, Tenes and the orphan Sanja serve that unconventional found family aspect I crave in fantasy. There is a core of goodness to Kai represented in all of his endeavors, especially in regards to his family. This culminates in an ingenious final act at the Hierarchs Well, where Martha Wells once again demonstrates her proclivity for cliffhangers—and we’ll just have to wait until book three to see how it’s all resolved. 

If you fell in love with Witch King prepare to surrender all the more in this sequel. Queen Demon is everything I wanted after I finished book one, expanding on the world we were initially introduced to, its unique peoples, and struggles. Once a fledgling demon, Kai is now fully instilled in Bashasa’s rebellion against the hierarchs at his right hand and in the present, he faces the dangerous power that fueled their conquest. With all of our characters reunited, Wells is able to further expand upon character dynamics and relationships in an entirely new environment. The found family element is at its height with our characters on the path to destroying the Hierarchs’ Well. Queen Demon is not without its twists, particularly as our crew uncovers a sinister plot amid the hidden well of the Hierarchs. I never put it past Martha Wells to leave you stranded in uncertain territory and Queen Demon frames that in an entirely new light. The Rising World is certainly one of the best new high fantasy series and if nothing else, read it for a demon witch main character on a quest of revenge & academic inquiry with his chaotic found family.

Thank you to Tor Books for providing me with an advance copy to review.

Trigger warnings: death, blood, violence, war, slavery, genocide

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Review: The Maiden and Her Monster by Maddie Martinez

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Rating: 4 out of 5.

Once, the forest was good. Before it became known as Mavetéh, Into Death, the forest bordering Malka’s village of Eskravé was a place of beauty. Now five years soured, the forest devours all women who enter it. In the footsteps of these disappearances is a plague that has struck many of the villagers low. Malka is the daughter of a healer. When her mother is falsely accused of murder by a priest, Malka has the chance to prove their stories of the woods are true and save her mother from execution. All she has to do is enter the forest and bring back the Rayga, the monster itself. But when she enters the woods, Malka discovers Nimrah, a golem exiled for her crimes. Nimrah agrees to take the blame for the killings, in exchange for Malka aiding her in freeing her creator, the Maharal, a rabbi known for his teaching and practicing of Kefesh—a type of Yahadi mysticism. The Maharal is currently imprisoned and awaiting trial in the capital city Valón. To get there, Nimrah and Malka will have to engage in a bargain steeped in Kefesh, but when Nimrah and Malka make it to the capital, they find a devious plot at work within the city. Confronting it will mean facing down a world that sees one of them as a monster, and the feelings that have taken root through their flawed bargain.

In The Maiden and Her Monster, Maddie Martinez reimagines the Jewish myth of The Golem of Prague, connecting the power of folklore, memory, and faith in one transformative fantasy debut. Now I know I am not the only one that has been eagerly awaiting this novel ever since Maddie Martinez first announced it. Sapphic romance intimately connected to folklore, a monstrous forest, and romantic yearning is like Cupid’s arrow aimed directly at my heart. Martinez more than delivers with The Maiden and Her Monster, as a Yahadi healer and a monstrous Golem bargain to save their people and uncover a love they will risk everything for. The Maiden and Her Monster intricately lays bare the conflicting facets of storytelling, from those that connect a larger community and its struggles, to those built, in effect, to justify violence and oppression. Scattered across the narrative, these folktales expand upon Martinez’s inquiry into identity and the long-lasting endurance of a people. Enveloped in history and folklore, The Maiden and Her Monster hides much behind the overgrowth of one twisted forest, if one is courageous enough to venture into its gaping maw.

Encompassed in a verdant snarling prose, The Maiden and Her Monster establishes a fable-like setting through the village Eskravé and its surrounding forest Kratzka Šujana twisted into Mavetéh—a dark wood seeming to swallow women whole. The threat of this twisted forest is second only to a plague spreading throughout the village and the increasingly prevalent tithes levied against the villagers by the Ozmini Church. The presence of the church gnaws on the villagers through direct and indirect acts of violence that press one healer’s daughter to brave the forest to confront the monster within. The imagery rendered within The Maiden and Her Monster is confoundingly ineffable, yet nevertheless it remained impressed upon my mind long after the novel’s conclusion. Through these details, Martinez hinges on her novel’s core themes and the journey Malka embarks upon at its start. One such instance was in Malka’s conversation with the Maharal on the edge of the woods near Valón and the crumbling ruins of a Synagogue. This portion of the novel was particularly memorable, as the memory of the shul Amichati is made present through Kefesh and the resilience of the Yahad made all the more tangible. The language, the imagery, the story retold, all illustrate the perseverance of this community and their call to rebuild again and again.

The characters Martinez molds into being were my favorite part of The Maiden and Her Monster. The juxtaposition of Nimrah, a golem assembled from river stones to protect the Yahad in Valón, and Malka, a devout Yahad and daughter to a healer was the perfect center of conflict for this story. Faith is as easy as breathing for Malka, and her connection to Kefesh as an extent to her faith and relationship to Yohev was incredibly profound. Maddie Martinez ties the mysticism of Kefesh to various folktales created to caution and warn against its practice, and conversely the autonomy gained through such knowledge. Nimrah’s arc on the other hand, is a bit more tricky. Faith to her is an essential part of why she exists—as a protector to the Yahad, but it confines and leaves her little room to forge her own path, to have unique desires, or make connections to belief unconstructed. Nimrah confronting these limitations and her core drive to protect is as liberating as the Yahad standing strong against their oppressors in Valón. Martinez bridges this with an intense query into the monstrous—are individuals only the sum of their parts and monstrous by design, or is it more deliberate—an intentional choice. 

The Maiden and Her Monster is a novel entirely concerned with story, from the tales that further nationalistic agenda and rhetoric, to the ones that confine and free all in a single breath. Maddie Martinez unveils unique interpretations within their telling, which can mean the difference between a cautionary tale, the revising of key histories, or the endurance of a community. I love the story within a story style narratives, and the patchwork narratives that connect folktales against the larger backdrop of a quest journey. The Maiden and Her Monster starts by constructing a typical quest narrative that is irrevocably, and necessarily sundered by Martinez as Malka and Nimrah arrive at a city teetering on the edge of something. The stories themselves hold tremendous weight, to empower, warn, or justify, and at the core of Maiden is an interrogation into all of these facets. Adding in the history of the Yahadi people and the political landscape within Ordobav, everything within The Maiden and Her Monster is thoughtfully placed and works in tandem as a living, breathing thing—much like stories themselves.

Trekking through an evil forest responsible for killing dozens of women while falling in love with the monster within is merely the enticing surface to Maddie Martinez’s debut fantasy novel. But like the dense and twisted forest Mavetéh, Martinez’s debut hides much within the background and the only way to uncover it is to brave the forest, and the monsters, within. Through Malka, a young woman desperate to slay the monster and return to a semblance of normalcy, Martinez illustrates a community’s pain as a representation of more deliberate, systemic injustices, than a singular evil that can be defeated with just one blow. A work long endeavored, but no less important in undertaking as this novel draws to a close. The Maiden and Her Monster sees stories take on a life of their own, becoming the extent of a people and the complex tapestry of history reinterpreted and retold. A Jewish fantasy novel abundant in history, politics, and faith, The Maiden and Her Monster is exactly the kind of story that will endure long after its initial telling. Maddie Martinez is the kind of talent that doesn’t come around often, and I am overwhelmingly feral for anything she writes next.

Thank you to Tor Books for providing me an advance review copy.

Trigger warnings: death, violence, blood, murder, gore, torture, xenophobia, antisemitism, sexism, misogyny

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Review: The Devil She Knows by Alexandria Bellefleur

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Rating: 4 out of 5.

When her girlfriend rejects her proposal, dumps her, and leaves her a week to move out of their shared New York apartment, Samantha Cooper could not imagine her life getting any worse. Except now she’s stuck in the elevator in her apartment building with a beautiful stranger who somehow knows intimate details from her personal life. Decked out in bubblegum pink, seeming to appear from another era entirely, nobody would expect that this beautiful stranger, Daphne, is in fact a demon and she’s here to grant Samantha a bargain. Daphne claims she can offer Samantha the opportunity to right the failed proposal in exchange for something Samantha will barely miss—her soul. But six wishes means six chances to win back Hannah, and it’s not like Samantha will need to use all of them to accomplish this. What she doesnt know is that Daphne is under contract to collect one thousand souls, only then can she finally be free from her own misplaced bargain. Stuck in an elevator with a demon was never how she imagined her night going, nor experiencing six alternate realities where she made different choices. As Samantha’s wishes dwindle, freedom is in Daphne’s grasp, but the devil is in the details and neither of their bargains ever afforded them a chance at a happy ending.

The Devil She Knows is the latest in a long line of incredible romances from author Alexandria Bellefleur, but her first dabbling in romance of the paranormal variety. A Faustian type bargain between a contracted demon and a down on her luck chef becomes the love story of legend in this devilish contemporary romance that takes place—for the most part—entirely in an elevator. From the moment the premise for The Devil She Knows was first revealed I knew Bellefleur was going to deliver another romance masterpiece. This is truly a story only Alexandria Bellefleur was capable of drumming up. The Devil She Knows is like It’s a Wonderful Life, but instead of an angel saving you from cashing in that life insurance policy it’s a demon showing you six alternate realities and how deeply terrible your ex is. Cloaked in Bellefleurs classic wit, The Devil She Knows details an unlikely love story with a contemplative center. Hot as hell takes on a whole new meaning in this romance where hell is the backdrop affording bargains and stealing souls for dark purposes. Hellish romance is the new standard thanks to Bellefleur and The Devil She Knows has me wanting to bargain for more.

Unlike most of Bellefleur’s previous romances, The Devil She Knows sees the romance taking a bit of a back seat. Instead, Bellefleur explores two women defined by their circumstances finding assurance in their lives and the choices that made them who they are. The six wishes Daphne grants Samantha allow her to glimpse her different selves, albeit with a fantastical twist. Samantha experiences herself as a legendary thief responsible for stealing rare culinary ingredients worth millions, a celebrated chef competing on Daphne’s Inferno, a cooking show in hell, and the combinations just get more and more absurd. These absurd scenarios, while deeply humorous, hinge on the experiences from Samantha’s reality, the personalities that show through regardless of the situation. Bellefleur makes it clear that who we are is a constant, threading through these different realities. It is through this that Samantha learns to see herself as someone worthy of being loved exactly for who she is, not someone that needs to change every aspect of her personality to be chosen.

The Devil She Knows promises a sapphic paranormal romance surrounding a deal with the devil gone astray and it’s safe to say, Alexandria Bellefleur gives that and then some. Like a three-headed dog judging a cooking show in hell, a misguided demoness who was tricked by the devil himself, and the pitfalls of influencer marketing, the details to this one are as bizarre as they are expertly placed in Samantha’s path. A locked room romance was never something I imagined being a thing, but being stuck in an elevator with a demon is quite the enticing synopsis. Unveiling the complexities to her two characters, a demon wrapped in pink and a lovelorn chef, Bellefleur continues to excel at unlikely pairings that are perfectly compatible, and the dynamics that bring on the heat. The Devil She Knows is exactly what I needed going into spring and it is going to be a wonderful read for the upcoming fall season. A call to stay true to our roots and surround ourselves with people who do the same, this novel provides a fresh view on modern romance with just a dash of ill-conceived demonic bargains. I’m all but ready to bargain my own soul for more paranormal romances from Alexandria Bellefleur, but for now, I’ll stay sane with this.

Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for providing this advance review copy.

Trigger warnings: infidelity, death

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