The story is great, the characters are even greater. The romance is… well, not lacking, because it’s just so damn realistic?
One page in and I’m fighting tears. It’s a happy kind of suffering though.
I was so excited for Fated but somehow I managed to surpress the knowledge that this means the end of the Temper saga. I couldn’t ignore that knowledge anymore while actually reading it though. I didn’t want it to end and even though Fated is over 600 pages long it still feels too short.
I really don’t know how I am supposed to write a coherent review of Vindicta when I’m still flailing, fangirling, and squealing over it three months after having it read.
Since we’re all staying home as much as possible anyway, what better way to spend my time than to reread my favourite books? And if you don’t know these books now is your chance to spend some quality time with queer quarantine reading.
I mean, I was warned. I was warned more than once and I thought I was prepared.
I thought wrong.
Now, Lach is crashing back into Thanatos’s life, dragging him into an adventure that could save the world . . . or kill them both.
It started with ‘the fuck am I reading?’ And then it got so much better.