March TBR and Reading Challenge

This is going to be a big month for reading, I can just feel it! It’s taken me a few days to figure out what I’m reading this month. I have a reading challenge I’m participating in alongside getting my April ARCs read and reviewed! I have 8 physical and 2 Netgalley books to read this month, as well as 2 already published and a whole queue of audio and ebook loans on my Libby app!

I’ve already finished The Heart Forger, Wink Poppy Midnight, and started Little Monsters for audiobooks. Currently reading Sherwood by Meagan Spooner and I LOVE IT! It’s such a great Robin Hood retelling! Can’t wait to tell you all about it!

I definitely have my reading cut out for me this month. Aside from the above, I have The Invited by Jennifer McMahon, the mermaid’s voice returns in this one by Amanda Lovelace, 2 books on the way that I’ll shout about once they arrive, and I’d like to read more of King of Scars and The Priory of the Orange Tree at some stage this month. Also, dying to read Five Feet Apart when my library hold comes in, which could be next month 😱 Maybe I’ll do a *Library Loans* post sometime soon… what do you think?

And the amount of preorders I have coming up…. it’s no wonder i never have money 😂😂

Did I tell you I won a copy of Bloodleaf in a giveaway?! Hopefully that arrives soon and can be added to this month’s TBR… PREORDER it and enter the preorder campaign!

The reading challenge I’m doing is in honour of International Women’s Month and can be found at Women’s Hall of Fame TBR and Beyond Book Club event. I hope some of you join us! Here’s the board for the challenge:

Well, that’s all for now! See you later, Wayfarers! xx

ARC REVIEW | Tarot by Marissa Kennerson

Title: TAROT


Releases: 19th FEBRUARY 2019 by RAZORBILL


REP: LGBT+ | TWs: abuse

Right, so this was a weird novel. Basically a tarot origin story of sorts. I didn’t find any part of this story to be particularly exciting. The writing was bland and the characters uncompelling. I really only finished it to know how it ends. I liked the tapestry bits and the pieces of tapestry she cuts out to use as tarot cards – that was interesting. The story didn’t lend itself to clarity or cohesion, either… There isn’t much to it really, just a story of how a girl in a tower escapes to a land of her own making. The Magician was the only one who held my interest at all. I guess there’s not even much to say about it. I would say this is for young readers, but some scenes wouldn’t be very suitable for them, either.. Anyway, I gave it TWO STARS, at a stretch.

Will you be reading it?

Her fate is so much more than the cards she was dealt.

Born of a forbidden union between the Queen and the tyrannical King’s archnemesis, Anna is forced to live out her days isolated in the Tower, with only her mentors and friends the Hermit, the Fool, and the Magician to keep her company. To pass the time, Anna imagines unique worlds populated by creatives and dreamers–the exact opposite of the King’s land of fixed fates and rigid rules–and weaves them into four glorious tapestries.

But on the eve of her sixteenth birthday and her promised release from the Tower, Anna discovers her true lineage: She’s the daughter of Marco, a powerful magician, and the King is worried that his magical gifts are starting to surface in Anna. Fearing for her life, Anna flees the Tower and finds herself in Cups, a lush, tropical land full of all the adventure, free-spiritedness, and creativity she imagined while weaving.

Anna thinks she’s found paradise in this world of beachside parties, endless food and drink, and exhilarating romance. But when the fabric of Cups begins to unravel, Anna discovers that her tapestries are more than just forbidden expression. They’re the foundation for a new world that she is destined to create–as long as the terrors from the old world don’t catch up with her first.

Thank you so much to Marissa Kennerson and Razorbill for the ARC.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

Copyright © 2019 Penguin Random House LLC


Anna worked at the cold stone floor of the Tower, using a tool she’d made from the handle of a lantern years before. The entire floor was scored with small, white lines the size of matchsticks, each set of four lines crossed through with a bold diagonal.

She struck another line, knowing the next day would be her sixteenth birthday. She clenched her teeth against the familiar feeling of gloom settling inside her.

Anna heard the sound of keys grinding their way into the Tower’s immense stone door. She jumped up, expecting to greet her advisors, but the King’s Guard entered, followed by the Hierophant King himself.

“Anna,” the King greeted her.

“Father.” Anna suppressed the urge to lunge at him and scratch his eyes out. He stood for a moment and looked around.

The Tower was a circular stone structure with narrow stairways, and Anna lived in the round room at its top. There was one window overlooking the castle gates and the forest that lay beyond. On a windy day, she could fool herself into thinking she smelled salt coming off the sea, though she had never glimpsed or heard it. But she’d been told of the ocean’s existence by her advisors, and now she imagined that it was behind her, in a direction she had never seen.

Despite a modest stone fireplace, the room was terribly drafty. The King pulled his robes closer. A small bed sat along the wall, but the room was mostly taken up by a large wooden worktable covered in sketches and a weaving loom the size of a small horse.

The King was not looking at the room itself but at the elaborate tapestries that curved around it, covering every inch of wall space. His heart caught in his chest at the sheer beauty of the tapestries.

“Heavens, Anna!” the King said. “These are truly extraordinary, and to think you are self-taught. The work of the so-called masters would surely pale in comparison. The pure imagination of it! My walls will be the envy of all.” He paused. “You’ve accomplished so much since I was here last. Why, they look as if they are nearly finished.”

“A year is a long time,” Anna said quietly.

The King rubbed at the silver hairs of his closely cropped beard and ran a hand over his shaven head. “Has it been a year?”

“It has, and we made an agreement. When I completed the tapestries, you would let me go.”

“So I did. Are you finished?”

“I just need to put some final touches on the last one, bind the threads. But other than that, yes.”

“Please, take me through them. One by one.” He shook his head, his eyes scanning the walls. “How one girl could create all of this . . .”

I have a lot of time, Anna thought. She wanted to say, Because you keep me locked up in here like I’m some kind of monster! But she bit her tongue.

Anna pushed aside a tall ladder that allowed her to reach the top of her tapestries, and then beckoned the King forward. She dove right in, worried that he could change his mind and leave her again at any moment.

“This is the land of Pentacles,” she said. The two looked up at the great tapestry together, nearly fifteen feet high and just as wide. It was one of four grand tapestries, her life’s work.

At the tapestry’s center sat a king on an immense throne carved into the trunk of a magnificent brown oak tree. The king’s robes were purple velvet and shimmered with golden silk threads that matched a bejeweled crown. At the center of the crown a golden pentacle symbol sparkled. Baskets brimmed with glittering gold coins at the King’s feet.

The Hierophant King wore a large silver signet ring on his index finger, with a pentacle etched into its face. He twisted the ring now, staring at the scene while Anna spoke.

“This tapestry depicts the entire court as I imagine it,” Anna said. “You have a regal queen in powder-blue silks, handsome knights in battle regalia. I imagine even the pages of this opulent land are dressed in tunics and stockings of the finest silks.”

“Is that supposed to be me?” the King asked, gesturing to the king on the oak throne.

“You’re just my inspiration,” Anna corrected, wrinkling her nose behind the King’s back.

“There’s so much detail,” the King responded. “I can almost taste the food.”

A feast was set with a succulent, bronzed pig laid over bright red apples, all roasted to perfection. Tarts and cakes dripped with cream, and goblets overflowed with wine. The food was so bountiful, it was almost obscene. The King noticed a tray on the floor by the door where he had entered. Leftovers of a modest breakfast of toast and jam. The sight embarrassed him.

Heavens knew how she had survived all of these years locked up. The King himself would have gone mad. He looked at Anna. Her pallor had turned gray, no doubt from a lack of sunlight and fresh air, and yet she had grown into a beautiful young woman. Long black hair swung down her back, matching her impossibly big black eyes. The King remembered where those eyes came from, and any guilt or tenderness he had started to feel evaporated. He tilted his head back up toward the tapestry. “Go on.”

“The land of Pentacles revolves around a luxurious and mighty kingdom built in the middle of a great forest.” She motioned toward the blanket of hunter-green pines and the massive stone castle that erupted from their center. The King was astounded. To have such an understanding of perspective! The forest was bordered by an angry sea, waves of slate blue pounding against steep stone cliffs.

“It’s as if I can feel the mist, Anna. I can almost hear the crashing of the surf. I ride out to the sea often, and I could never depict the scene with such clarity. And you have never been there.” The King marveled at the depth and movement of the image. “It almost appears to be a living, breathing thing, this sea.”

Anna bowed her head slightly and accepted the King’s compliment. He nodded for her to continue.
“Below the castle, we have the home of the serfs and peasants,” Anna said. For a moment she and the King could not stand side by side, their path obstructed by the large worktable and its proximity to the wall. He was a stocky man of six feet, so he stood back to let her pass in front of him.

The kingdom was dotted with guards, the castle itself decorated with turrets and flags that looked as if they could snap in the frigid wind blowing off the turbulent sea.

“It is uncanny how much it looks like the kingdom,” the King said.

“My advisors have described it to me, and I read a lot of historical texts.”

“Hmm.” Once again the King began to twist the masses of jeweled rings that decorated his long fingers. Anna tried to move more quickly.

“Some of it I can see from my window,” she added. “But you know this kingdom well, so let’s move on.” They stayed close to the walls, walking past the window, to the side opposite, where Anna’s narrow bed sat. There was more room here, and now Anna stood beside the King again. He watched her while she spoke, absorbed in her description. Her hips had widened from her tiny waist, and he was reminded of her mother, his late wife, the Queen. How could this girl have matured so much in one year?

Anna sensed the King watching her, and wondered what he was thinking.

“Here is the land of Wands.” Anna looked up at the next tapestry, bold and bright. “Where Pentacles is a land of nobility, Wands is a village of artists and free spirits set in the mountains of a desert land.”

“Desert land?” the King said.

Anna nodded. She pointed out the soft orange sands that seemed to glow with warmth. “It’s a retreat for artists and craftspeople. Here is their marketplace.” Anna pointed to a large depiction of an open-air market with goods ranging from elaborately patterned textiles and pottery to baskets overflowing with fruits woven in bright yellows, greens, reds, and oranges.

“May I touch it?” The King reached toward the sand.

“Yes.” Anna hoped that the passion in her work might leap from the threads and soften his heart. The King ran his fingers over the warm orange and yellow threads that made up the desert land.

Cloaked figures sat beneath the shelter of white tents, heads bent in concentration. “Wands draws the most passionate and creative people.” Anna smiled.

The King studied her, his eyes suddenly flashing with anger.

“Free spirits,” he scoffed.

“Father.” Anna forgot herself. “I dream of a world where people can create and invent and—”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Anna. You dream of chaos.”

“Why? I bet half of the peasants who serve you could write books or make great art.”

“That’s enough, Anna. People are born into their positions for a reason. Fates are a fixed thing, destiny preordained,” the King said.

“But what about our imaginations? How can you put limits on that?” Anna shook her head. “There are things I think about that lie beyond my experience or even my comprehension at times. Pieces of dreams, unfinished thoughts—things I can’t yet weave into my tapestries. But I know one day I will.”

He squinted at her. “People need order, direction. They need to know their place. That is how they thrive.” He paused. “You’re young and have not seen what I have seen,” he added.

“Whose fault is that? I have not seen anything!” Anna wished she could take her words back the minute they left her mouth.

“Watch your tone.”

“I’m sorry,” she said immediately. He held all the power here. There was no point in pushing him. “I really am. I don’t want to debate. I just want to finish showing my gift to you.”

“All right. But no more of that sort of talk. I won’t tolerate it from you or from anyone.”

The King tapped his foot and took a deep breath in, which Anna took as a sign of impatience. There was a lot more she wanted to say to him, but she swallowed it, fearing he would storm off as he had one year ago, when he last visited her. She simply could not wait another year. She couldn’t stand it.

“Over here,” she said, trying to make her voice softer. The King gathered the velvet and silks of his robes and followed her across the room, avoiding the loom.

As he squeezed past Anna’s bed, he took in the austerity of the linens and felt a pang of remorse. Perhaps he had been too harsh with her just then. He thought about his own lavish quarters and wondered if he could somehow make her life of confinement a bit more comfortable.

The truth was, when he wasn’t with her, he didn’t think about her very much. He got caught up in court life, the obligatory viewings with the peasants and the farmers and their litany of complaints. He rode daily and took vigorous walks to keep up his stamina. Admittedly, he always rode out through the northern gates so that he wouldn’t have to see the Tower. Out of sight, out of mind.

He had charged three of his best advisors with raising Anna, and from what he could tell, they had done a good job.

To see her, to stand in her presence, was painful. To witness her as a living, breathing girl twisted him up inside. He hated these visits and the hangover of guilt and ambivalence they left him with for weeks afterward.

“Swords. The land farthest to the North.” Anna held both hands out, presenting the next tapestry.

The King was listening, but his mind drifted. Perhaps now he could bring her back to the Keep with him and raise her properly at court. Truly be a father to her. It had been sixteen years.

He looked up and studied her, but when his eyes wandered to the tapestry, he was once again filled with wonder. It seemed as if the entire thing were made of shining silver and bronze metal.

“Swords is a bustling city of trade, invention, and ambition.”

“What are these?” The King touched the towering structures that looked like they were made of precious glass. They reached far up into the sky, touching the clouds.

“It’s where people work and sleep in Swords.” Anna took a step closer and ran her finger over the greenish threads. They gleamed with hints of purple and gold, like blown glass.

He raised his eyebrows in question.

“They’re buildings.”

“Such a thing could never actually exist,” he said, fascinated.

“It’s just a tapestry.” Anna shrugged.

“There are so many people. They look like ants.”

“Yes, it’s the most populated of all the lands.” Anna wanted to say more about how the huge population of people brought vast ideas and talent, but she held her tongue this time.

He wondered if it would be blasphemous to hang these in his halls. They were so beautiful and unique, but they represented fantastical possibilities that opposed his ideologies. And yet, he wanted them. He felt an almost irresistible pull to them.

“Ready to move on?” Anna asked.

He nodded. They only needed to take two steps to reach the final tapestry, raw and unfinished at its borders. He ran his eyes over it and stopped suddenly.

“What is that?” The King could not believe what he was seeing.

“What?” Anna said. She moved closer to him.

“That.” The word sounded like a door slamming shut. He jabbed his finger into a glowing white orb that hovered over the land of silky white beaches lined with tall, swaying palms. People Anna’s age, young people, twirled throughout the tapestry, splashing in a calm, glittering sea. Others tended to small farms or napped in hammocks.

“The Moon,” she said plainly.

“The Moon?” The King looked dumbfounded. “What do you know of the Moon?” He narrowed his eyes. “It certainly has never graced these lands, so you couldn’t have seen it out that window of yours,” he said.

Anna took a step away from the King. She looked from him to the Moon and back again. “The Moon has visited me in my dreams since I was a child.”

“Has it?” The King’s eyes bulged and his face turned an angry red. “Really?”

Anna paused, trying to explain. “Sometimes I feel like the Moon is guiding me. I know it’s not real, but it’s always there, somewhere between dream and waking.”

“Did your advisors tell you about the Moon?” The King tugged at his collar.

“No, we’ve never talked about it,” Anna admitted.

“You never asked them why there is no moon here? In this land?” he demanded.

Anna shook her head.

“Damn him.” The King pressed his lips together. “Guard! I am ready to leave!” The guards, who had been standing at the doorway, snapped to attention.

“Where are you going? Damn who?” Anna tried to think of what she might have missed, but everything was happening so quickly.

The King leaned in close to Anna. “I had a feeling about you. I was right to keep you locked up here, and here is where you’ll stay.” He jabbed his finger at her.

“You don’t even know me! You’ve never given me a chance!” Anna grabbed the King’s arm. “You can’t leave.”

But the King shook her off and stormed past her, crossing the room in just a few steps.

“Father!” Anna pleaded, her voice dissolving into a desperate sob. “What’s happened? Please stay and talk to me.” But the King was already halfway out the door. His guards ran after him. “When will you return?” She was answered with the sound of the key turning in its heavy lock and then the stony, damp silence of the Tower. She pressed her head to the door and heard the echo of a guard’s voice.

“I don’t know why he doesn’t just hand her over to us. We’d take care of her properly. Throw her in the real dungeons and teach her a lesson or two.”

Anna stepped back, picked up a glass jar of charcoal sticks, and threw it against the door. “Damn you, Father! Damn all of you!” The jar shattered, glass cascading across the floor.

“You promised!” She shook her head. “And I was fool enough to believe you.”

She turned and crossed the room to touch the unfinished tapestry—the tropical land, ruled by youth and passion. She pressed her palm onto the shimmering white threads of the Moon.

ARC REVIEW | The Blood Spell by CJ Redwine (RAVENSPIRE #4)



Releases: 12th FEBRUARY 2019 by HARPERCOLLINS


REP: disability, PoC | TWs: abuse

So, this was totally not what I expected from a Cinderella retelling, by that made it all the more exciting and entertaining. The connection between Blue and Kellan is so sweet – I enjoyed their enemies to lovers journey.

There were a lot of really well written characters in this story (I’m a sucker for a really interesting character – good or bad) and the world itself is phenomenal – possibly because this is number four in the RAVENSPIRE world. This was my first RAVENSPIRE novel, but everything made sense anyway – it being a standalone. However, I have been told it’s better to read the four in order. Hansel and Gretel return, and there’s mention of Javan from The Traitor Prince, so I’ll have to do some back reading soon!

Now, back to the Cinderella story…I wasn’t sure how it was going to be in any way connected, but we do get the evil ‘stepmother,’ stepsisters, and fairy grandmother. It’s really only loosely related as far as retellings go, but enough so that you can see the main elements of the fairytale. My favorite part was Blue’s power and inner strength. She is such a wonderful character who would have your back when you need her to be there for you. Her potions instructions to Nessa (Kellan’s younger sister; also deaf) border are really sweet. Their friendship was unorthodox, yet beautiful. I loved that Blue learned sign language to be able to communicate with Nessa.

Something we soon discover is Blue has magic. She’s something of an alchemist in her fathers apothecary shop, but her alchemy is more advanced thanks to the Fae blood that runs in her veins. She gets that from her mother’s lineage – so, yes, Grandmere also has magic. When a seedy character gets into some trouble after realizing Blue may be able to create gold, some really sordid events are set in motion. Also, magic has been outlawed since the town discovered there was a blood wraith in their midst that had been feeding on the blood of children. It was Blue’s mother who locked it away.

Finally, Kellan, our prince of the land. He’s an interesting character. He has his flaws and a few haunting memories, but also a really good heart. When he returns home from boarding school, all he wants is to get out again, but it’s time for him to grow up, choose a wife, and be the king. He knows he won’t get to choose someone based on love, but rather needs to choose someone who will be able to give the kingdom a good alliance. So, one of the main families of the city would have to do. He becomes a major part of uncovering what’s happening to the girls and who’s taking the homeless children, as well as keeping Blue safe from her new guardian. A regular knight in shining armor …swoon.

I was completely engrossed in this story start to finish and will definitely be reading the others. Definitely a FIVE STAR read for me.

A dark and romantic epic fantasy retelling of the Cinderella story, about a girl who must team up with the prince she despises to defeat an evil creature threatening their kingdom. The fourth standalone novel in the New York Times bestselling Ravenspire series by C. J. Redwine.

Blue de la Cour has her life planned: hide the magic in her blood and continue trying to turn metal into gold so she can help her city’s homeless. But when her father is murdered and a cruel but powerful woman claims custody of Blue and her property, one wrong move could expose her—and doom her once and for all. The only one who can help? The boy she’s loathed since childhood: Prince Kellan.

Kellan Renard, crown prince of Balavata, is walking a thin line between political success and devastating violence. Newly returned from boarding school, he must find a bride among the kingdom’s head families and announce his betrothal—but escalating violence among the families makes the search nearly impossible. He’s surprised to discover that the one person who makes him feel like he can breathe is Blue, the girl who once ruined all his best adventures. 

When mysterious forces lead to disappearances throughout Balavata, Blue and Kellan must work together to find the truth. What they discover will lead them to the darkest reaches of the kingdom, and to the most painful moments of their pasts.

When romance is forbidden and evil is rising, can Blue save those she loves, even if it costs her everything?

Thank you so much to CJ Redwine and HarperCollins for the ARC.



Hi Wayfarers!

I recently received some books and stuff in the post that I wanted to share with you! I’m so excited because it’s all beautiful 😍

I read A Curse So Dark and Lonely last year and it’s one of my favourite fairytale retellings ever! I’ve been on the hunt for Sherwood for MONTHS, so I’m very excited to have that after all this time! The Wicked King and Queen of Air and Darkness are both Waterstones exclusives that arrived recently – stunning! And Honeymoon is from a book + chocolate exchange I participate in over the holidays (hence the Aero bar). I’m in love with the bookmarks, as well!

This mug and pouch arrived from my holiday mug exchange secret elf! They’re perfect for my collection.

Got this from a friend, and it’s really good so far 🙂

This was a combination of preorder incentives and signed books from friends who love me! Along with my High Lady of the Night Court stemless wine glass and a few ARCs I need to get to asap! Do you love my new Hocus Pocus pillowcase?? 😍

My sister sent us goodies for my birthday in October, but they didn’t arrive until January 🤣🤣 oh, customs, you kill me!

Anyway, I am thoroughly thrilled with it all and am massively appreciative to the wonderful people I have in my life.

The Princess Saves The Day – November Event

Hi friends! I’ve never told you, but I’m in a fb group called TBR and Beyond. Now, they are highly responsible for my excessive book buying because they always have too damn many wonderful recommendations – please don’t ever stop TBRers! 🖤🖤

This month, they’re hosting a reading event called The Princess Saves The Day! I’m so excited. You can choose Merida, Belle, Cinderella, or Pocahontas…or do more than one path, if that suits your fancy! Here’s the board…

I’m starting with Merida. She’s one of my all-time favourite Disney princesses! So, here’s my TBR so far..

I’ve finished Kingdom of Ash, and I think I’ll be reading The Hate U Give for Strong Family to finish Merida’s path. Then, move on to Pocahontas, so feel free to recommend some books for that path. And if you’re participating, let me know! I’d love to know what YOU’RE reading this month!

Golden Chains by M. Lynn (eARC)


TITLE: Golden Chains


RELEASED: 12 July 2018

GENRE: YA Fantasy/Fairytale Retelling

Never fall in love with the enemy.

If only it were that simple.

Persinette Basile has always known the ruling family of Gaule were meant to be her enemy. With no other choice, she fought to join them anyway.
And they will break her now that they know her true name.

As she sits in her prison cell, she wants one thing: for the Kingdom of Gaule to burn to the ground.

But they need her. 

When the king is kidnapped, the kingdom turns to the only person who could possibly find him: the woman tied to him by magic. Etta. 

Life-altering secrets. Magical duels. A love that could tear two kingdoms apart.

Inspired by the Rapunzel series, this is the golden-haired princess as you’ve never seen her before. 

This was just as good a read as book 1! In some ways, I actually enjoyed this one more than Golden Curse. Etta discovers so much about her family, the curse, and her people in this one. I felt like it was revelation after revelation for her! Some good, some terrible, but well worth the read. She also has a lot of character development in this segment of her story.

I’m slightly worried bout book 3 due to how this one ended.. Holy cliffhanger, Batman! I’m not sure I can wait much longer to find out what happens between the Queen of Bela and the King of Gaule, but now I’m invested, so it must be done!

Golden Curse by M. Lynn (eARC)


TITLE: Golden Curse


RELEASES: 5 October 2018

GENRE: YA Fantasy/Fairytale Retelling

A curse. A hidden identity. A dangerous love.

Ten year old Persinette Basile was forced to flee the palace of Gaule for her life.
Now at eighteen, she must find a way to return in order to obey a curse on her family line.
The prince won’t know who she is. Not anymore. But she knows him and what he will do if he discovers her true name.
Made to fight for her life to earn her place, she vows to find a way to break the curse no matter the cost.
To. The. Death.
The words describing the tournament turn Prince Alexandre Durand’s blood to ice.
The last warrior standing will win a spot at his side.
As he’s thrust onto the throne, forbidden magic, dangerous betrayals, and a complicated love could tear his reign apart.
When the secrets begin to unravel, will Alex stay true to the laws and traditions of Gaule or will he give it all up for a woman who deceived him?
Inspired by the Rapunzel story, this is the golden-haired princess as you’ve never seen her before.

MY THOUGHTS: This retelling of Rapunzel was entirely unexpected. Aside from knowing it’s a retelling, I wasn’t sure which direction it would go, but I’m so glad I picked this up! I found the beginning a bit slow, which isn’t uncommon for me, but this was truly a great book! After the tournament and meeting Edmund, I was hooked! Etta is super cool and isn’t in it for the glory, even though she totally could be with her skill set. In her world, magic is forbidden and punishable by death. Her curse stems from magic and puts her directly in the path of those who are most likely to throw her under the bus. The characters are really well written and the story itself is brilliant. I already have book 2 on my kindle ready to go.


There’s a bit of magic, a lot of lies, and just enough drama, intrigue, and romance to keep you going. I found Etta’s personality really interesting. She fights an internal battle due to her family’s curse and the situation in which she finds herself following the tournament. I sympathise with her, though. She makes the best of a really tough situation. And that cliffhanger!!! Ugh, so good. I love Etta + Alex. Although, I am disappointed in Alex. I get his position, but he could start making better decisions. Politics suck!