Should not be that hard though.įurious of V.E. I was completely right, I don’t regret my decision to read it, I assume all the fault like a big girl, so now I have to walk around soulless and broken for the rest of the eternity probably. „What happens when the effect kills the cause?”Īh well, when I started this second book of the Monsters of Verity duology, I knew it was going to eat my soul out. Taking another ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ from dear old Ilsa, bless herįull review on my Blog: The Dacian She-Wolf 🐺 Of course, there was no going back-time only moved forward-but people could change.īlog | Facebook | Twitter | Instagram | Youtube They were defined not only by what they’d done, but by what they would have done, under different circumstances, molded as much by their regrets as their actions, choices they stood by and those they wished they could undo. Breakneck pacing leading towards a fittingly dramatic conclusion that pretty much destroyed me. In fact, the whole latter half of the story just explodes. But the very best part of this book is the ending. New and interesting characters emerge, such as the genderless Soro, who it's just a shame we won't get to see more of. Both are dark, creepy, and full of monsters and I get a similar vibe from them. I figured out somewhere along the way what this series reminds me of, and that's Kagawa's The Immortal Rules.

When I started the book I didn't have a clear memory of This Savage Song and wondered if I would have to do a reread, but a couple of chapters in and it all came flooding back to me.

Kate trails it back to the place that has been calling her for months - Verity. Not a Corsai, not a Malchai, and not a Sunai, but something else. I'll let you find out the details for yourself, but this monster is unlike anything Kate or August have seen before. The air smelled like blood and panic as she forced herself toward the restaurant, toward the massacre, toward the chaos.Īnd there, in the middle of it all, so still she almost didn’t see it, stood a monster. She hunts monsters to ignore the sadness and loneliness she feels. Kate, on the other hand, is now battling her own inner and outer demons. He hears the voice of his dead brother instructing him in his head. August struggles between his duty and what he believes, deep down, is right. The book starts slowly with some introspection. August is busy fulfilling his monstrous duty in Verity - reaping the souls of those who have committed violent acts - and Kate is now part of a monster-fighting gang in Prosperity. Our Dark Duet picks up several months after the events of This Savage Song. I suspect she might be a bit evil, but, you know, in a good way.

Schwab was not playing nice with our feelings when she wrote this book. It was always, always, always a step ahead. She could fight the first, but the second was more dangerous. Because she knew a secret: there were two kinds of monsters, the kind that hunted the streets and the kind that lived in your head.

Our dark duet book