Though lovely, she wasn’t as devastatingly beautiful as I had imagined, wasn’t some goddess of darkness and spite.
Here’s a very pretty book with sharp edges that sliced me open to the bone…but then dulled the wounds a bit as some cheese seeped through.
Which is fine. I like cheese. I’ve said that many times. It’s just…this cheese dampened Feyre’s ferocity, and I did not fully approve of that. At least she kept herself ferocious with Rhys. I also, alas, have some spoilers for future books, so perhaps my opinion is tempered by them.
Outside of the realm of cheese, I must say that Maas did a lovely job creating a chaotic fae world. It’s wickedly delightful.
The plot, while interesting enough to keep me reading, was too much like Beauty and the Beast for me. I’m glad to know that the story shifts in the next few books.
Maas has a smooth narrative tone that paints her stories wonderfully. Her confidence is framed delicately within her writing, and her imagination is boundless. Her characters are complex and well thought out, and I look forward to getting to know them more.