My kingdom for more awful, awful main characters. I could see why she did half the things she did, and in moments felt myself rooting for her despite the way she was behaving. I remember at one point putting the book down just so I could explain to Tal exactly why Harriet is a monster. The destructive streak she goes through is part of what makes her so goddamn interesting to read about. I loved the characters deeply (okay, maybe not all the time) and Harriet in particular was my absolute favourite kind of protagonist.
The way that it got progressively darker and more unnerving was so powerful and I didn’t anticipate a single one of the twists before they hit me like a train. The whole way through I had absolutely no idea what was going to happen next, and it meant that I was so on edge that I couldn’t, for a second, put it down. This is a difficult one to choose to review (and yet here I am, like a fool, picking it for review) because there’s so much of it that I absolutely refuse to give away, because my favourite thing about this book was the reading experience.
The longer I think about this book, the more obsessed with it I get. But when all of eternity is at stake, the afterlife can be a dangerous place to make an enemy. Yet Harriet is more interested in unleashing her own power, even if it means destroying everyone around her. When Harriet Stoker dies after falling from a balcony in a long-abandoned building, she discovers a group of ghosts, each with a special power.įelix, Kasper, Rima and Leah welcome Harriet into their world, eager to make friends with the new arrival after decades alone. Trigger Warnings: ghosts, death, grief, murder, abuse. I’m a sucker for dark books, and this has an achillean couple and a pansexual MC so obviously I had to have it immediately.
And then someone told me that it was darker than they expected, and I insta-ordered it. I nearly picked this up for the pretty cover, then realised that I was supposed to only be reading the books I already owned. What here is worth remembering a millennium from now, if we survive that long? Worth passing onto the generations of ghosts that come after us? I haven’t decided what the moral of my story is yet.
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