![]() Those voices that Serefin hears, the ones Nadya isn’t sure are Gods anymore, and the ones Malachiasz longs to meet will no longer be silenced. Their pawns of a much larger game, with unseeing hands and forces moving them along. With their group continuing to be torn apart, the girl, the pince, and the monster continue to find their fates irrevocably intertwined. Serefin is fighting the voice inside his head for control, and Malachiasz is at odds with who-or what he has become. Nadya isn’t sure she trusts her magic any more. Also, I’m about to get into some spoilers for Wicked Saints, so if you haven’t read that, don’t read this! My trypophobia definitely didn’t love some parts of this book. If you’re sensitive to that sort of trigger, then you definitely want to read this with caution. Least of all the reader.īefore I continue with this review, I do want to mention that there is some body horror, and body harming. Oh, I don’t know that anyone is going to make it out of this unscathed. Where you get stolen pieces of romance, whispers of promises that you know are only being made to be broken. ![]() Of course, who doesn’t love the exquisite darkness that she’s created for our darling but monstrous characters? I turned each page with dread for what would happen, and for all of those moments where these characters descend further into this dark madness they’re longing to stop, there are moments of lucid calm before the storm. Duncan has certainly driven this story into some dark and painful depths. ![]()
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