by Sarah J. Maas
Read: Hardback and Kindle
Pages: 621
I had two major thoughts throughout this book.
Thought #1: That's hot.
Thought #2: Damn it, Tamlin!
Both in equal measure.
The Night Court is everything. Everything. It's free and fun and dark and wondrous and beautiful and dangerous and majestic and it's just everything. Can we say that? It's just everything.
Moving on to the 'That's Hot' Rhys and Feyre are goals in this book. No instalove. No beating her over the head with orders about safety (ahem, Tamlin, take notes). He just lets her be...her. She trains at her pace. She takes risks at her pace. She rests at her pace. It isn't even a matter of he-let's-her. She just does her thing and that's it. After the atrocity that is Tamlin, she deserves that so much.
Oh and the characters. Mor and Amren -dear God Amren, and Cassian and Azriel. There are just so many more people to embrace in the Night Court than Tamlin had. I mean, Lucien was okay for a while. But the people make the Court what it is and what it is, is funny and shameless and brave and oh, I love it. I love them all so much. Even Amren. Especially Amren!
And Nesta. God, I fell in love with Nesta in this book. She's still cold and distant, but also self-sacrificing and her love and protection for Elain, perhaps her only redeeming quality, shines so brightly. She is going to be the baddest of the bad ass Fae.
So many twists and turns and Feyre is there for all of them, fighting alongside the others. She has done such a 180 since the first book and just yes.
All the yes!
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