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BOOK REVIEW + GIVEAWAY: Rage (Stormheart #2) by Cora Carmack

BOOK REVIEW + GIVEAWAY: Rage (Stormheart #2) by Cora CarmackRage (Stormheart #2)
by Cora Carmack
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Synopsis:

Princess or adventurer.

Duty or freedom.

Her Kingdom or the Stormhunter she loves.

If Aurora knows anything, it's that choices have consequences. To set things right, she joins a growing revolution on the streets of Pavan.

In disguise as the rebel Roar, she puts her knowledge of the palace to use to aid the rebellion. But the Rage season is at its peak and not a day passes without the skies raining down destruction. Yet these storms are different—they churn with darkness, and attack with a will that’s desperate and violent.

This feels like more than rage.

It feels like war.

Review

Initial thoughts after finishing: OHHHH SHOOTTTTT, lolllll. Famous last words, amiright?😈 

I always appreciate when books start out just about where the previous one in the series left off and that’s exactly what this one did. The group of hunters had made it back to Pavan only to find out that Aurora’s kingdom is now in complete disarray. It’s easy to tell that something just isn’t right and Aurora knows she needs to do whatever necessary to get into that castle.

This book, to me, felt quite a bit different than the first. The writing itself was just as amazing, if not more, but the story was split off into four different directions this time. While I get that they were all necessary because all were coming from very different people doing very different things, it kind of broke things up for me a little bit. I still obviously very much enjoyed myself, though. 

I loved getting to see Aurora getting more courageous and strong while still making mistakes and making questionable decisions (and actually owning up to them). It was refreshing to see. I also loved that she told Kiran to stuff it more, lol. He was still pretty overprotective but she just kind of was like well, I know you don’t want me to do this but here I am doing it anyway so you can just DEAL, BUDDY. Yassss Queen. 

We were introduced to some new, and very interesting characters that I can’t wait to see more of and obviously we got to spend more time with our old favorites too. (BTW I KNEW IT!!!!!) <–You all will understand that when you read the part I’m talking about. I am dying to know more about that particular part/person. Also I’m still super confused about the Stormlord. Like who TF is he. I’m guessing he’s related to someone we know but I honestly have no theories whatsoever.

Also….that ending……very very VERY VERY interested to see where *that* will take us muahahahah. That’s all I’m giving you for now.  If you liked the first one, you’re definitely going to want to pick this one out as soon as it’s out!

Huge thanks to Netgalley and Tor Teen for allowing me to read an eARC in exchange for my honest opinion.

 

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About the Author
Cora Carmack is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of New Adult Romance and YA fantasy.  Her books have been translated into more than a dozen languages around the world. Cora lives in Austin, TX, and on any given day you might find her typing away at her computer, flying to various cities around the world, or just watching Netflix with her kitty Katniss and her dog Sherlock. But she can always be found on Twitter and Instagram (@coracarmack), Facebook (www.facebook.com/coracarmackbooks), and her website (www.coracarmack.com).

 

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The following is an exclusive excerpt from Rage!

Excerpt 1

Two nights later it was time to make their move. They had left the
Rock hidden deep in the woods, hoping that would be enough to
keep it safe. Aurora had cried as they released their horses to the
wilds. Honey had tried to follow her to the remnant camp, but
listened when Aurora ordered her to stay. For so long, that horse
had been her only company, her only solace. She hated leaving
her behind. But it was impossible to take her with them.
The night died a thousand deaths as they waited for the perfect
moment. Again and again, the dark sky lit up like the world itself
was splitting at the seams. Perhaps it was.
Aurora wore a thick cloak, but when the night was dark be- tween
bolts of skyfire, she could still see the faint glow of her own heart
beneath the fabric. It flickered faster, reminding her with every
frenzied heartbeat that she was about to go home. She was about
to get all the answers she had been desiring and dreading. She
was not the same girl she had been last time she stood this close
to her home. She’d left powerless with nothing more than hope in
her hands, and she’d come back with a storm wrapped around her
heart.
The skyfire storm approached from the southwest, and while it was
not directly upon the city yet, she could already hear the voices of
the remnants carrying on the wind, begging at the city gate for
admittance. She ached to go back to them, to do something, but as
soon as she turned her head in their direction, Kiran was there. His
voice was a low whisper as he said, “There’s no time. We must go
now, while there’s a distraction.”
She understood that, understood that Kiran and the rest of the
hunters were doing this all for her, and she hadn’t even gathered
the courage to tell them why. But she had not realized that once
she came home with magic, she could still feel as utterly powerless
as before.

She opened her mouth to argue, but it was Duke who stopped her
this time. “We can’t fight the storm either, Roar. This is Storm- ling
territory. We would put everyone in greater danger if we tried to
interfere.”
For the thousandth time, she wanted to throw back the hood that
covered her hair and declare to the world that she was Stormling,
that she was home. That she wanted to make things better.
But just as she had been shaped into something new by the
wildlands, Pavan too had changed.
Aurora had done what she could to help in her time among the
remnants. Kiran kept scolding her for giving food and supplies
away for free rather than trying to barter, arguing it made them
stand out too much. But after that display by Casimir, she knew
these people had nothing to trade, and even if they did she would
not take it from them. Each hour had heaped more guilt upon her
shoulders, until she wondered how she could still walk upright.
Once they were inside the city, she would tell Kiran the truth. She
would tell them all the truth. Even if it meant they all left her behind.
Tonight, she had led them all through what remained of Pavan’s
famed wheat fields. They were largely scorched or otherwise
destroyed by storms, and in the few untouched areas, they clearly
had not been tended to in weeks. The land was overgrown with
weeds and other plants.
She could no longer hear the remnants over the rumbling storm by
the time they stopped at their destination, a point on the city wall
far out of sight from the gate where the soldiers’ attention was now
focused. She had been sad to observe in recent days that when a
storm hit, the men on duty seemed more concerned with keeping
remnants out than being on alert should the storm slip through the
city’s Stormling defenses, which meant the only other worry they
had were the soldiers stationed in each of the high towers facing
the cardinal directions. So they had chosen a spot equidistant from
the two nearest towers, and thus their best chance at scaling the
wall unseen.

It was a gamble. But no one expected them to have an earth witch
on their side.
Jinx knelt in the dirt, and reached into the breast pocket of her
leather jacket, pulling out a single seed. She pushed that
insignificant seed into the soil, planting each finger around it like
the roots of a tree.
It took only a few breaths before a tiny green leaf broke through to
open air, unfurling as though taking its first breath. The leaves
grew and multiplied, followed by reaching vines that moved quickly
over the earth until they found the stone wall that surrounded the
city of Pavan. Faster, the vines began to uncurl, reaching higher
and higher, winding about each other to reach the top. Roar
recognized the plant as Rezna’s rest, the same plant she’d relied
on for weeks in the wild to knock her out when she lost her
emotions to a storm. The plant seemed to whisper as it climbed,
gasping and growing in a way that reminded her too much of the
people who were even now grasping the front gates in fear,
begging for mercy, hoping just for a reprieve from the onslaught of
this dangerous world.
When the vines had grown thick and sturdy, Jinx sat back, her
normally tawny face dotted with sweat, and her skin several
shades paler than usual. “That should work,” she said in a whisper.
Ransom was there a moment later to pull her to her feet. Jinx
brushed him off with a cavalier smile and turned to look at the
others.
“Who wants to try first? It’s completely safe. Probably.” “Probably?”
Bait asked, his eyebrows raised in exaggeration. Roar stepped
forward, her voice quiet but firm as she said, “I
will.” She saw Kiran about to object out of the corner of her eye,
and she held up a hand. “I’m doing this.” After all, they were all
only here because of her, because she asked, and because they
now counted her part of their team. Her stomach clenched, and
she re- fused to let herself think about how they might feel
differently soon.

Before anyone else could object, she marched up to the thick vine
and grabbed hold. She lifted her foot, finding a sturdy notch in the
vines, and then pulled herself up a little with her arms. She wanted
to take it slow, to step cautiously, but she knew there was too much
at risk to be anything but quick and efficient. When she reached
the top, she was relieved to find that Jinx had grown the vine not
only up the wall, but down the other side. For one brief second, she
allowed herself to look out over the city of Pavan. There were
hardly any lights to be seen, and the streets were de- serted. She
knew all the people were likely hiding in shelters, but it didn’t stop
the unease she felt at seeing her city so lifeless. If she dared to
lower her shields, she could probably feel the souls of the people
below, maybe even pick up a bit of their emotions, but it was too
dangerous to risk her walls being breached.
She felt the rustle of the vine as someone else began their as-
cent, and quickly threw her legs over to continue her climb down.
When she was a few feet off the ground, she jumped, the sound of
her landing swallowed by a boom of thunder that seemed to shake
the skies.
Kiran was there by the time she found steady footing, having
dropped from the top without bothering to climb down at all. “And
you call me reckless,” she whispered. “You could have bro- ken
your leg.”
He didn’t answer, simply closed the distance between them, curled
his hand around the nape of her neck, and pulled her for- ward into
the softest kiss he had ever given her. It lasted only a moment, but
they stayed close, heads bent together, lips a whisper away. And
slowly, the frenetic beat of her heart eased, the tension in her
fingers loosened, and she felt all her fear slide somewhere farther
back in her mind, pushed away by the intensity that always rose up
between them.
She could do this. They could do this.
This man had taken down hurricanes and lived through fire-
storms, and he loved her. She would tell him the truth, and he

would understand. He had to, because she wasn’t sure how she
could get through the next few days without him. If she searched
for her mother, only to find out the worst . . . she did not know what
she would do then.
Kiran whispered, “I can feel you tensing up again.”
A thump signaled another hunter’s arrival on this side of the wall.
Roar gave Kiran the best smile she could manage and prom- ised,
“Later.”
She had been promising later for days, but this time she meant it.
She pulled him down for another hard kiss, and when they pulled
apart, he looked more worried, not less.
“I promise I will tell you everything—”
He cut her off. “But first, we have to find your mother. I under-
stand, princess.”
She winced, and hoped he did not see it in the dark. “I also need to
find out about what has happened since I left.”
“We all do. We need to know what kind of trouble we are in here.”
Trouble she had dragged them into. Goddess, she was selfish. If
she had any honor, she would tell them right here, right now and
let them leave before they got involved any further. But the greedy
part of her was not going to make it any easier for Kiran to leave
her. If she could just prepare him, and say the right words at the
right time, maybe she did not have to lose everything she had
gained in the last few months.
Kiran laid his palm over her heart, and she felt the zing of sky- fire
rise up to meet his touch. She didn’t think he could feel it, but it
always made her feel as if her heart were too full, as if it might
burst under his attention.
“What are you two up to over there?” Bait asked. Roar hadn’t even
heard him descend. He continued, “Am I going to see some- thing
inappropriate the next time the sky lights up? Because some of us

have virgin eyes. Not from lack of effort, mind you.”
Kiran rolled his eyes, and blew out a steady breath before pull- ing
away. “Nothing to see. Your purity will remain intact.”
“Too bad.” It was dark, but somehow Roar could feel Kiran’s glare
fix on the novice hunter, and by the way the redheaded teen threw
up his hands, he could feel it too. “What? I’m only saying you could
both stand to loosen up. You act like we’re breaking into a hostile
city in the middle of a violent storm during the dead of night and
could be caught and jailed at any moment.”
No one replied for a long moment. By skyfire’s streaking light, they
saw Jinx step down gracefully from the vine and head toward
them.
“What? No laughs for that one?” Bait frowned. “I thought it was
clever.”
“Now’s not the time to be clever,” Jinx said.
 “It’s always a good
time to be clever.”
“No, it isn’t,” Duke said from halfway up the
vine.
The old man took longer than all the rest, and Roar watched
him as best she could in the fractured darkness. She would tell him
second, after Kiran. She was fairly certain he already suspected
her secret, but she would need him on her side if she were going to
convince the crew to stay and help her put things right here. If that
could even be done—the unknowns were unraveling con- stantly in
her mind, threatening to pull her into a panic.
Of course, Duke was not the only one among their group who
suspected Roar had been untruthful about aspects of her past. Sly,
who had somehow appeared on this side of the wall without Roar
ever glimpsing her on the vine, stood leaning against the wall. With
her arms crossed over her chest, and her eyes as sharp as ever,
Sly scanned the abandoned city around them. Roar was relieved
not to have those keen eyes on her for a change.
Ransom was the last to come down the vine, his large body
moving with surprising agility. Roar supposed she shouldn’t be

shocked—he was a hunter, after all.
Once everyone had cleared the wall, Jinx crossed back to the vine.
With a brush of her fingers and a few whispered words of peace,
the vine grew dry and brittle, and broke apart in the wind. After a
few gusts from the storm, there was no evidence of their break-in
to be found.

BOOK REVIEW: The King by Jennifer L. Armentrout

BOOK REVIEW: The King by Jennifer L. ArmentroutThe King by Jennifer L. Armentrout
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Synopsis:

As Caden and Brighton's attraction grows despite the odds stacked against a happily ever after, they must work together to stop an Ancient fae from releasing the Queen, who wants nothing more than to see Caden become the evil Prince once feared by fae and mortals alike.

Review:

The King was action packed, emotional and there was even more sexual tension between Brighton and Caden *fans face*.  When I finished that last page, I was shocked again that I read a novella.  At almost 200 pages, there was so much packed into this book and I even found myself crying because I was so emotionally invested.   The King was definitely a phenomenal follow up to The Prince!  So if you’re a fan of The Wicked Trilogy, fae or Jennifer Armentrout then you have to pick this one up!

The King was quiet for several moments, and then he looked at me. “If you knew that someone you…you looked fondly upon was doing something that would surely lead to their demise, would you not try to stop them?”
“Are you saying you look fondly upon me, King?”
His head tilted, and then he looked away.

The story started two years after The Prince ended.  Brighton was focused on hunting down the fae who killed her mother and nearly killed her too.  It didn’t matter that she had never hunt fae for The Order, she’d been trained just like everyone else.  So while Brighton was out for revenge and redemption, Caden seemed to turn up wherever Brighton was. 

Part of me hated how my body responded to him, how my heart swelled and raced whenever he was near. All of me wanted him, though, and I loathed that most of all.

Caden and Brighton traveled down a forbidden path that had me absolutely addicted.  He’s fae, she’s in The Order.  They should not be together, but their story was oh so seductive and sexy.  And when we learned both of their secrets, ohhhhhh it was so good!  With twists and turns, it was impossible to put this book down.  Especially since you can binge it in one sitting.  While one of the twists hurt my heart, the other one I saw coming!  But hold on because there are also some dark and twisted moments that left me horrified to read what unfold next.

This was insane. I was mad at him, and he was beyond frustrated with me, but this… God, this felt right, and I was so full of raw, painful need that I didn’t care what came next.

With lots of angst, my emotions were through the roof.  And while this story pulled at my heart, there was also moments of lightness since we got to spend time with our favorites.  Tink was hilarious as ever with his Amazon addiction and his antics with Dixon.  Ren, Ivy and so many others we cared for from The Wicked Trilogy were in the story too.  Plus I loved watching how much Brighton grew emotionally and physically.  And Caden.  Sigh.  He stole my heart even more.  Caden was beyond protective and while I knew he had to have a huge heart, well, I can’t say more other than he easily became one of my book boyfriends!

“Duty should never supersede what is right,” he said. “No matter the cost.”

So yes, I definitely recommend this book!  But start with The Prince.  And if you even want to go further back, then you can pick up The Wicked Trilogy.  They’re all so amazing!  Now I’m counting down the days until I can read the third and final book about Caden and Brighton.  That ending has me desperately wanting to know what happens next but also left me screaming and smiling I Knew It!!  Enjoy!

*I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book, provided by the author. All thoughts and opinions are my own.*

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BOOK REVIEW: Bloodwitch (The Witchlands #3) by Susan Dennard

BOOK REVIEW: Bloodwitch (The Witchlands #3) by Susan DennardBloodwitch (The Witchlands #3)
by Susan Dennard
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Synopsis:

Fans of Susan Dennard's New York Times bestselling Witchlands series have fallen in love with the Bloodwitch Aeduan. And now, finally, comes his story.

High in a snowy mountain range, a monastery that holds more than just faith clings to the side of a cliff. Below, thwarted by a lake, a bloodthirsty horde of raiders await the coming of winter and the frozen path to destroy the sanctuary and its secrets.

The Bloodwitch Aeduan has teamed up with the Threadwitch Iseult and the magical girl Owl to stop the destruction. But to do so, he must confront his own father, and his past.

Review:

“From the day she had stabbed Aeduan in the heart, that heart had become hers—and she would not let this be his end.” 

Why. Aren’t. More. People. Reading. This. Series?!@?!?! WHY. I’m serious. Sooz’s writing is on an entirely different level than like 80% of the stuff currently out right now in YA fantasy. Yes it’s complex. (When has that ever been a bad thing?) Yes, sometimes you can lose track of what’s happening and where it’s happening. (That’s what a map is for) But isn’t that sometimes part of a series’ appeal?! Getting so caught up in a story that sometimes you stop and think about all these ~threads~, lol see what I did there, and realize there are so many awesome plot points and you don’t know where any of them are going but you KNOW that since you’re reading a book by Susan Dennard that all of your questions eventually WILL get answered and probably in a super dramatic, crazy-ass way that you weren’t expecting AT ALL.

“I was supposed to tell you somethin’ else, sir. Something to make you believe Captain Sotar really sent me and that raiders are really coming. She said, ‘Noden and the Hagfishes ought to bend to a woman’s rule.’” 

One piece of advice I will give to those of you who do have trouble with complex story-lines, though, is to read all four one right after the other. I picked up Truthwitch earlier this year and read Windwitch and Sightwitch right after. I started this one but got distracted by who knows what and then didn’t start it again until about a week ago. And then, I actually started listening to this on audio (which was awesome btw because the narrator did a ton of different accents that I didn’t expect) while at work in my free time so I created a bit of a disconnect for myself. However, all I really had to do was google whatever questions I had (and mostly those came from the stuff we learned from Sightwitch—SO DON’T SKIP THAT ONE) and the lovely world of bookish wikis saved me.

He was a Bloodwitch no longer. He was a monk no longer. He was man, just a man. It would have to be enough.

Now to the nitty gritty of this book. Aeduan’s book. I LOVED learning more about him, even though what we learned is enough to make my heart feel like it was ripped out and stomped on, tbh. My poor bloodwitch boy. At this point, all of our main characters—Aeduan/Iseult/Owl/kinda Leopold, Merik/Esme, Safi/Vaness/Hell-Bards, and then Vivia—are scattered across The Witchlands so we have a lot of different POVs that are entirely different from one another. Sometimes it would bother me if I didn’t want to leave a particular group just yet but books that are told like this always seem WAY more intense once the story picks up and gets more frantic and you find that some of their paths might start to intersect again. I love the drama that it builds. Just like with its predecessors, the last quarter of this book is INSANE. Like…..insane. I waited to start that entire chunk until after my daughter went to bed because I knew it was going to be non-stop crazy until the last page. Thank God I did that.

Going to throw in a spoiler paragraph real quick so I can really flail without ruining things for anyone…

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So yeah basically if anyone has any thoughts/answers about all that I put under the spoiler tab PLZ MESSAGE ME ASAP. I loved this book and Aeduan and I CANNOT wait for Iseult’s book, holy crap. I NEED IT BAD.

Te varuje.
I trust you as if my soul were yours.
 

BOOK REVIEW: Sky in the Deep by Adrienne Young

BOOK REVIEW: Sky in the Deep by Adrienne YoungSky in the Deep by Adrienne Young
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Synopsis:

AN INSTANT NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER!

A 2018 Most Anticipated Young Adult book that is part Wonder Woman, part Vikings—and all heart.

OND ELDR. BREATHE FIRE.

Raised to be a warrior, seventeen-year-old Eelyn fights alongside her Aska clansmen in an ancient, rivalry against the Riki clan. Her life is brutal but simple: fight and survive. Until the day she sees the impossible on the battlefield—her brother, fighting with the enemy—the brother she watched die five years ago.

Faced with her brother's betrayal, she must survive the winter in the mountains with the Riki, in a village where every neighbor is an enemy, every battle scar possibly one she delivered. But when the Riki village is raided by a ruthless clan thought to be a legend, Eelyn is even more desperate to get back to her beloved family.

She is given no choice but to trust Fiske, her brother’s friend, who sees her as a threat. They must do the impossible: unite the clans to fight together, or risk being slaughtered one by one. Driven by a love for her clan and her growing love for Fiske, Eelyn must confront her own definition of loyalty and family while daring to put her faith in the people she’s spent her life hating.

“THIS IS A GRIPPING STORY, RICHLY TOLD.” —Renée Ahdieh, New York Times bestselling author of Flame in the Mist
"FIERCE, VIVID, AND VIOLENTLY BEAUTIFUL.” —Stephanie Garber, New York Times bestselling author of Caraval
“A STUNNING DEBUT” —Roshani Chokshi, New York Times bestselling author of The Star-Touched Queen
“BLEAK BEAUTIFUL AND DEADLY” —Traci Chee, New York Times bestselling author of The Reader
“WHOLLY UNIQUE AND INSTANTLY ADDICTIVE” —Kerri Maniscalco, New York Times bestselling author of Hunting Prince Dracula
“HEARTRENDING, HEART-MENDING” —Kayla Olson, bestselling author of Sandcastle Empire

“Does it hurt?” He leaned closer.
My stomach dropped, pulling my heart down with it and the pulse in my veins beat unevenly. He was too close to me.
I stood, the bench scraping on the stone beneath us. He looked up at me, and I tried to find something to say. But there was too much. It was all buried too deep. I couldn’t reach it.
“Everything hurts,” I whispered.


Hollllyyyyy BLEEP. Guys. GUYS. I started this in audio ON A WHIM yesterday because I needed something new and honestly it was one of the first books that was available on Overdive as I was scrolling through. I hate admitting this but I actually got a copy of this in eARC form from Netgally but got busy and pushed it aside (obviously) and am only just now reviewing it. I’m a terrible person. BUT BETTER LATE THAN NEVER RIGHT?! Especially after this glowing review that’s trying to burst out of me.

“I feel like…” I caught the sob in my chest and swallowed it, suddenly embarrassed. He leaned in closer to me. 
“Like what?” 
My eyes ran over his face. The scruff on his jaw. The dark lashes around his blue eyes. “Like I’m a flame about to burn out.” 
My voice was so thin it sounded like I could reach out and break it with my fingers. “Like I’m going to disappear.”


I think I also might have put this off because I thought that the Viking aspect might be too much. I’m not a person who loves that extra dose of violence that Vikings are sure to always provide. I mean it’s common knowledge. Rage and duty and honor practically runs through their veins. They are warriors through and through and this book did indeed have it’s fair share of visceral, gory scenes. However, it’s more than that. It’s about family and love and realizing that someone you’ve been taught to hate all your life might just be the person who is going to save you. 

Like I loved the entire process that Eelyn goes through throughout the entire book. From a proud, I’d rather die than be in a room sharing breath with a Riki, stance to a hmm they are kind of similar to my own people, to okay, um, now I’m in love with one and I can accept that my brother is now one, lol. I loved seeing Fiske’s relationship with Iri, and how Inge took him in as one of her own. How right after she came to be with them, how Halvard was always kind to her and wanted to impress her and learn things from her. I mean this really is a book about family in every sense of the word imaginable. Family doesn’t have to be blood to be family and Fiske and Iri were a perfect example of this. 

Fiske in general was just…a treat. I don’t know if I’d exactly call it hate to love…though I guess it was. ANYWAY I loved that progression as well. There was no insta love at all. It was a gradual, but inevitable thing and I just…*shivers* I love it so damn much. So many perfect scenes and lines come to mine I will definitely be re-reading this again in the future.

“I’ll go where you go.”
This time, the words were unyielding.


Finally…the writing. This writing is 100% on brand with what I love in a book. It made me feel every single emotion. Fear, anger, love, hurt, disgust. And my heart swelled. Boy did it swell. There were so many lines of just pure feeling that enveloped me and carried me away. Since having my daughter there have been few times where I have pushed my valuable sleep aside to stay up reading and this was one of those times. I honestly probably could have finished it all in one day but I didn’t want my tiredness to impact me loving the ending. ASKLGNSEKVSLIEHGE. So yeah. This was an excellent book and I honestly can’t wait to get my hands on the next.

“Ond eldr,” I whispered his people’s battle cry against his lips. Breathe fire.

BOOK REVIEW: Finale (Caraval #3) by Stephanie Garber

BOOK REVIEW: Finale (Caraval #3) by Stephanie GarberFinale (Caraval #3)
by Stephanie Garber
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Synopsis:

Welcome, welcome to Finale, the third and final book in Stephanie Garber’s #1 New York Times bestselling Caraval series!

A love worth fighting for. A dream worth dying for. An ending worth waiting for.

It’s been two months since the Fates were freed from a deck of cards, two months since Legend claimed the throne for his own, and two months since Tella discovered the boy she fell in love with doesn’t really exist.

With lives, empires, and hearts hanging in the balance, Tella must decide if she’s going to trust Legend or a former enemy. After uncovering a secret that upends her life, Scarlett will need to do the impossible. And Legend has a choice to make that will forever change and define him.

Caraval is over, but perhaps the greatest game of all has begun. There are no spectators this time: only those who will win, and those who will lose everything.

Welcome, welcome to Finale. All games must come to an end…

And here we are-the end. There’s just something so magical about this series that goes beyond the actual, well, magic. The words transport you. The world makes you so thirsty for more. The boys are just so addicting and drag you in, even if you don’t want to…and the relationships make you stay.

I wish I could say that I wasn’t as big a fool for this series as everyone else…but I am. I am so trash for it and I just can’t seem to stop searching and fighting and clawing my way to all the editions of it I can muster up. I can admit it’s gotten a bit out of hand, but it’s been so fun I can’t say I even care. My husband, however…he may disagree. The whimsical feeling and the high stakes fun make this book and series something that I don’t often find anymore. And I can’t say that it’s all perfect-which is why I’m JUST NOW on the Caraval special UK edition bandwagon-but there’s just something so dazzling that finally stuck it’s claws into me-Too bad it took me years to figure out how much I loved it. Cue eyeroll.

I literally cannot say much about this story because I feel like everyone will know what happens if I do. We all know there will be romantic angst. We all know Julian and Scarlett have some things to work out (and, I’m sorry, but their story, arc, and ending were far more satisfying than any other in this book, for me). We all know Tella and-ahem-are working through major ‘I can’t be your hero’ vibes (ohh but I do so love it *heart eyes*). But aside from that, I’d be doing a disservice to all if I gave too much away. So, I’ll do my BEST to capture what made this final book like crack to me.

The romantic peril was just…out of this world fantastic. I was drooling from the declarations and pleas and cries and…OKAY I’VE SAID TOO MUCH BUT DAMN IT CAN YOU BLAME ME? Okay. Rerouting. I digress. Back to business-It was spectacular. But it really shined with one couple-And I will reread my favorite moments with this element so many times my iPad will start to smoke.

And the story. I really enjoyed where it went, in this one. Kind of. Welll…Yeah. I did and didn’t. That is one of my two biggest pet peeves. I will spoiler both. But, in general, for most of this book, I was a goner for every little thing. But, the end. The villain-This is BY FAR one of my least favorite ‘fights’ against a villain. Like…is that really how we wanted this epic story, this evil dude, to end? To Die? It basically ends with a realization, a lecture, and a quick stab…and it’s FLIPPING OVER! ‘You’ve been a badddd boy! Now DIE!’ I just…my heart. I will say, though, I calmed down enough to re-read the whole ending because I was sooo tired when I read it the first time and it DID make a difference. I still think…what I think…but it wasn’t so bad that I need to de-star it.

And I would be remiss if I didn’t talk about the men in this story (Tella is awesome, Scarlett is awesome, but the boys keep me coming back for more). Julian truly stepped up his game in this one. His heart was literally on his sleeve and I think that if anyone had a problem or was bored by him before (who even ARE you people?) you won’t be now. He shines. And my heart could hardly contain his love. And the other boy, Dante…What a flippin’ turd. And, also, why do I love him so much? He’s mysterious and sacrificial and even though he can be evasive, elusive, and altogether a flighty turd, he is utterly in awe and has utter devotion to Tella, and my heartstrings sing and flutter when he is around. Part 2 spoiler-His story disappointed me. He deserved as epic of a story as Julian. Julian was sacrificial on all fronts. He had a dramatic storyline. His love story ended with a bang. Yes, we get a confession of love by Legend, in the end-and it’s glorious-but his romantic peril was more at the beginning, and wonderful, yet at the end he was just in a sad little cage and it made my heart hurt he didn’t get to be a part of that scene in a monumental way. After everything, the fact that Dante and Tella’s story was way more dramatic, way more perilistic, way more, I don’t know, twisty turny, we get left high and dry, in the end. And I just thought they deserved more, because I think they are technically the more favorited couple.. And the jealousy-OMG. I must say….I do love some jealousy. And the cute way it’s handled-by both-it makes my heart soar.

So, yeah, it’s not perfect, but it was close to perfect for me. These characters are like my family now, and I truly never want to leave this world. Not many series make me wish for more (if ANY), but this is one of them that I could read about for years. Stephanie Garber has created an alternate universe that has enchanted the world, readers around the nation, and made us apart of the whimsical and dangerous world of Caraval. I only wish I could go see her on tour, but that’s okay- I have a great friend who has my back and is taking my books to be signed. I am a Caraval gal now, and I am just so sad this is the last book where I get to see these four wonderful characters. I will continue to read them again and again, and there’s something magical about that in and of itself.
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