From then on Blackthorn became a labour of love. I never intended it to be published, instead it was one of many simultaneous projects I had underway. Once I had the concept behind Blackthorn, I wrote short stories to get to know the world. The stories were set in various districts across the locale, from Blackthorn to Summerton. Once the idea behind the overarching plot — the downfall of this oppressive society — took hold, the key contenders were already clear.
Kane and Caitlin, Caleb and Leila, and Jessie and Eden all evolved from those short stories into what Blackthorn is today. The only exceptions were Jask and Phia.
For one thing, only lycans have fangs whereas vampires have an extra set of feeding incisors instead. This was further enforced by the introduction of Christian ideologies, with vampires in particular not only deemed as a risk to our physical self but our spiritual self too. After all, one of the greatest freedoms of being a writer of fantasy is the ability to be selective about which aspects of mythology to apply.
But what had begun during a time when PNR was rarely found on the shelves was then faced with a market overwhelmed with vampiric heroes and fantastical urban underworlds, let alone well-established names globally dominating the genre. Not only were my books too long, the preference seemed to be for standalones especially from debut novelists unable to prove they could sustain a complex series. All in all, Blackthorn looked like it would be too high a risk to pursue.
So without even attempting to submit anywhere, I tucked Blackthorn away in my bottom drawer as I focused on a different genre. It was only when my dad passed away in that I returned to Blackthorn, determined to pursue my dream of getting it published one day. To try and up my chances, I pulled out all of the overarching plot threads to the series and started turning Blackthorn into stand-alones.
The biggest clincher for signing with my current publisher was when they read Blood Shadows and Blood Roses and suggested that maybe Blackthorn could extend beyond three books. More than that, they asked if maybe I saw potential for an overarching plot to tie all the books together. Those who supported Blackthorn from the beginning will know that the covers of Blood Shadows and Blood Roses once looked very different.
They were designed by Henry Steadman and had a much more traditional Gothic feel. They also incorporated red, white and black. According to folklore, these are the three colours associated with the Blackthorn plant. Up until the point I was offered a publishing contract, there were only six books in the series seven if I split the finale into two. However, my editor at the time as well as author Michele Hauf who was my mentor during the writing competition through which I was discovered both felt Jask Tao deserved a story of his own.
In fact, for the first four Blackthorn books I was still holding down a teaching job. If you love something enough, I guess you hold on for as long as it takes. Blackthorn was launched four years ago this month. I can barely believe it. If you were supporting me this time last year, you might remember we had a big anniversary giveaway to mark the occasion. The reality is really starting to sink in — and not only for me by the sounds of it! I know some of you have been supporting my series from the outset. Some joined Blackthorn as recently as a couple of weeks ago.
Either way, I know the prospect of the end being in sight is creating mixed feelings. We still have one more big adventure to come and what I hope will be a fun year ahead once the countdown officially begins. This was just a quick post for now. On Friday I opened a Halloween giveaway for two readers to be in with a chance of winning a signed paperback of Blood Bound. Since she was twelve, she had been terrified of the ocean: The surge and crash of waves, the imagined black velvet of the ocean's depths, had filled her nightmares.
Even when she found out her parents had been murdered on dry land by Malcolm Fade, their bodies thrown into the sea after death, the fear remained. She reached for it now, welcomed it in. She could feel it filling the empty spaces, the hollows left by grief. She glanced back down at the sea. The surging whirlpool below, the waves slamming like dark blue walls against sheer needles of stone, looked like a painting of a maelstrom, a photograph of a hellscape taken from a safe distance.
The wind screamed in Emma's ears like a warning. Another wave hurled itself against the cliffs, sending up an explosion of spray. Emma smiled grimly into the wind and salt, and jumped. Kit glanced around, wondering if the growing number of people was bothering Ty. Magnus and Alec were standing with their kids near the Consul; they were with a beautiful black-haired girl with eyebrows just like Alec's and a boy—well, he was probably in his twenties—with untidy brown hair. The boy gave Kit a considering look that seemed to say you look familiar.
Several people had done the same. Kit guessed it was because he looked like Jace, if Jace had suffered a sudden and unexpected height, muscle and overall hotness reduction. Isabelle shook her head, then bent down and unclipped a chain from one slender ankle. She held it out to Emma. Wear it and you can pack a hell of a kick. He wanted to ask Ty if he was all right, but he knew the other boy wouldn't want it. Ty was staring at the Market, tense with curiosity. Kit turned to the phouka. Ty's gaze snapped to attention.
The phouka was tall, dark and thin, with bronze and gold strands threaded through his long hair. He wore purple trousers and no shoes. The lamppost he leaned against was between two stalls, neatly blocking the way into the Market. The phouka stubbed out his cigarette. It released a sickly-sweet smell of charred herbs. He was looking into the Shadow Market, where clusters of Downworlders, witches and other assorted members of the magical underworld moved among the clamor.
It was like standing outside a lighted room in the dark, Kit thought. And though Ty might not express it that way, Kit suspected he felt the same. Emma had been halfway up the stairs on the way to Cristina's room when she had seen Mark, leaning against the wall on the landing and looking dejected.
It is like a faerie to grieve alone, but not, I understand, like a Shadowhunter. She was about to say that it wasn't unlike Dru to lock herself in her room alone, but Dru had looked more than a little upset when she'd left the kitchen. Or you could offer to watch a horror movie with her.
He turned to head back up the stairs, and hesitated. He reminds me of the King of Unseelie. A door opened on the landing overhead: She stepped out, glancing down. I wondered if you were —". She stopped when she saw Mark, and she and Mark stared at each other in a way that made Emma feel as if she had disappeared completely. Mark had shaken himself, as if he were casting off cobwebs or dreams. Cristina had snapped out of it and invited Emma in, and now it was as if the moment with Mark had never happened, though Emma was itching to ask about it.
Remember — hot faerie threesome. Though the Scholomance is cold, and Diego is boring, I am still grateful that you found enough value in my life to save it. You are as kind as you are beautiful. My thoughts are with you. Faerie magic was quiet, Kit thought. There was no noise, no tumult, no flashing warlock lights.
In between one breath and another, Mark, Kieran and Cristina simply disappeared. The noises, and the crowd —". Do you not want to do this? Ty's voice sounded tight. The thrumming wire again, sharp with tension. Under the cotton of his shirt, his too-thin shoulders had tightened as well. The neck of his shirt was loose, the delicate line of his collarbones just visible.
The tower is surrounded by a hedge of impenetrable thorns, and all attempts to get through them result in injury and death. In this second book, Tower of Thorns we learn more about Blackthorn and we finally learn about Grim's past and oh my, did my heart suffer. I have to say, when you unleash your dark side, you really unleash. Grim really is just the best. Cristina had snapped out of it and invited Emma in, and now it was as if the moment with Mark had never happened, though Emma was itching to ask about it. He'd barely known her.
Kit felt a rush of tenderness toward Ty, mixed with near-panic. In other circumstances, he thought, he would just have lied. But he couldn't lie to Ty. A ghost , Kit thought. He looked around wildly: But he only saw the Blackthorns, clinging together, Emma and Cristina side by side, and Julian with Tavvy in his arms, as the smoke rose up and around them. Half-reluctantly he glanced back: He was closer to the flames than any human could have gotten, and they seemed to eddy within the outline of his body, lighting his eyes with fiery tears.
Parabatai , Kit thought, suddenly. In the slump of the young man's shoulders, in his outstretched hands, in the longing stamped on his face, he saw Emma and Julian, he saw Alec as he spoke about Jace; he knew he was looking at the ghost of Robert Lightwood's parabatai.
He didn't know how he knew it, but he did. I've taught at Shadowhunter Academy. I —" Catarina began to cough, her shoulders shaking. Her eyes widened in alarm. But Catarina had vanished. There wasn't even a swirl of air to show where her Projection had been. Cristina hastily threw on her clothes: She wished with all her heart that Emma was here, that they could talk about last night, that Emma could give her advice and a shoulder to cry on.
He'd been up as late as she was, so there was a high possibility he was still sleeping. She knocked on the door hesitantly and then harder; finally Mark threw it open, yawning and stark naked. The pyres were still burning as the procession turned and headed back toward the city.
It was customary for the smoke to rise all night, and for families to gather in Angel Square to mourn among others. Not that Emma thought it was likely the Blackthorns would do that. They would remain in their house, closeted in with each other: She had trailed away from the rest of the group, too raw to want to try to talk to Julian again in front of his family.
Besides, he was holding Tavvy, who was cried out and almost asleep. You are very persuasive, Diana, and startlingly wise. Horace Dearborn may not be a dictator yet, but he yearns to be one. His first move will to be to eliminate all who stand against him. He will move to extinguish the brightest lights first, those who illuminate the pathway for others.
Teaser 15 released 8 months ago as unidentified snippet; confirmed as a QoAaD snippet by DdiBlackstairs. He bent down and tore a strip of material from the shirt he'd worn at the Council meeting. It was stiff and dark with his sister's dried blood. He tied it around his wrist. It would stay there, he told himself, until he had vengeance. Until there was justice. Until everyone he loved was safe. Something struck Cristina's back; she screamed as her feet left the ground. A harpy had sunk its claws into the back of her gear jacket and was lifting her into the air.
She thought of stories about how eagles flew high into the sky with their prey and then released them, letting their bodies smash open on the earth below. The ground was already receding below her with terrifying speed. With a scream of fear and anger, she slashed up and backward with her sword, slicing the harpy's claws off at the joint. The demon shrieked and Cristina tumbled through the air, her sword falling out of her hand, reaching out as if she could catch on to something to slow her fall—she saw Mark's pale, terrified face turned up toward her harpies surrounding him in a dark cloud—.
She gasped as a hand caught her elbow, and she was yanked sideways to land awkwardly atop something warm and alive. In the reflection of the window glass, Kit saw the bedroom door open and Ty come in. He was still wearing his mourning clothes, though he'd taken off the jacket and was just in a black long-sleeve T-shirt. And Kit knew it was too late to run, that he cared about these people now, and specifically Ty. The door was still slightly open and Kit could hear voices coming from the kitchen downstairs.
Helen's, Dru's, Emma's, Julian's. Diana had gone back to her own house. Apparently she lived in a weapons store or something like that. Ty's hands were fine, but he'd been wearing gloves. Kit had seen Julian's when he'd gone to rinse them out at the sink, and they'd looked like shrapnel had blown into his palms. His voice had sounded so flat, Kit had barely recognized it. Ty was hunched over, and Kit caught the gleam of gold at his neck. Kit recognized the gold chain and the slim disk of metal attached to it: Livvy's locket, the one he'd helped her put on before the Council meeting. He vividly remembered her holding her hair aside as he fastened the clasp, and the smell of her perfume.
He was still holding the pendant. But that's because they accept that Livvy is dead. I don't accept it. You never thought for a second about it diminishing you to have a girl as your warrior partner, you never acted as if I was anything less than your complete equal. You never for a moment made me feel like I had to be weak for you to be strong. Kieran's face was close to hers, so close she could see the dark fringe of his eyelashes. Julian's room was small, and painted an incongruously cheerful shade of blue.
A white-painted four-poster bed dominated the space. Emma tugged him toward it, sitting him down gently, and went to bolt on the door. She turned toward him; God, the way he looked broke her heart. Blood freckled his skin, darkened his stiff clothes, had dried in patches on his boots. Livvy's locket glittered in the hollow of his throat, though it had dangled against Livvy's sternum. Emma remembered that locket: It had a circlet of the family thorns on the front, and Julian had added an etching to the back: It held a picture of Ty, Emma knew.
She'd barely noticed Livvy wearing it at the Council meeting, though she knew Livvy often wore it when she was feeling nervous, the same way Emma kept tight hold of Cortana. She wished she'd noticed Livvy more in those last moments, paid more attention to her, rather than worrying about the Cohort, about Manuel and Zara and Jessica, about Robert Lightwood and exile, about her own broken, messed-up heart.
She wished she had held Livvy one more time, marveling at how tall and grown-up she was, how she had changed from the chubby toddler she recalled in her own earliest memories. Emma came closer to him; she couldn't stop herself. He had to look up to meet her eyes. I can't let those kind of thoughts in, or I'll go to pieces. He was sitting on the very edge of the bed, as if he couldn't bear the thought of lying down. Very gently, Emma touched his face, sliding the palm of her hand across his jaw. He shuddered and caught her wrist, hard.
Teaser 22 extended version of Teaser 18; confirmed as part of chapter three. Kit stood and watched the smoke rising in the distance through the window of the room he shared with Ty. At least, he assumed he shared the room with Ty. His bag was here, tossed into a corner, and nobody had ever bothered to tell him whether he was supposed to be in a different room. He'd gotten dressed in the bathroom that morning and emerged to find Ty pulling his T-shirt on over his head.
His Marks seemed unusually black, probably because his skin was so pale. He looked so delicate—Kit had to glance away from the shape of his shoulder blades, the fragility of his spine. How could he look like that and be strong enough to fight demons? Now Ty was downstairs, with the rest of his family. People tended to cook when someone died and Shadowhunters were no exception. Someone was probably making a casserole.
Kit leaned his head against the cold glass of the window. There is no Disney HEA either if that is what you are looking for. Because they of course deserve a little, not a lot of happy after all that they have been through. Sep 09, Althea Ann rated it liked it. The sequel to 'Dreamer's Pool,' 'Tower of Thorns' also works as a stand-alone. The beginning contains a quick catch-up on the events of the previous volume including one of my complaints about the first installment: Obeying her employer's unfortunate order to go swimming with her in an enchanted pool? And still, no one is much concerned with Ciar's fate, to a disturbing degree.
Again, it's a tale inspired by fairy stories, with original elements. The odd couple are installed in Prince Oran's realm, living happily though chastely together, making themselves useful and abiding by the rules set for Blackthorn by the fey Conmael. This book remains coy about his agenda and motivations. However, then a lady arrives at court, seeking a boon. The fairy tale imagery and story elements are beautifully done. However, as a mystery, the way the story is structured is more than a bit frustrating.
It's also clear that Blackthorn's old friend, who shows up at an awfully convenient juncture, is being far too pushy about what he wants Blackthorn to do. Meanwhile, Blackthorn doesn't really solve either mystery - she just kind of goes along with both things, wrestling with balancing her own desires with others' agendas, sure, but not really 'investigating' any of them. Meanwhile, the author slowly doles out information in dribs and drabs, in a way that ends up feeling annoying rather than revelatory. Still, both Blackthorn and Grim are sympathetic, enjoyable characters, and I'd recommend this for anyone interested in exploring a new angle on the 'Sleeping Beauty' tale.
Many thanks to Roc and NetGalley for the opportunity to read. As always, my opinions are solely my own. Mar 23, Alyssa rated it it was amazing Shelves: November 3, Rating: This book was really great. It took me by surprise, to be honest. Rarely is one book in a series just as good as another book in the series. In this sequel, Blackthorn and Grim set out to court, to attend Lady Flidais during her pregnancy. The prince is holding court while the king is away.
While they are at court, a noblewoman arrives and pleads for help; a monster in the tower near her properties has been disturbing the land for nearly two years, wailing and screaming in the tower. The sound is unbearable, and Lady Geleis wants Blackthorn to rid the tower of the monster. Blackthorn and Grim begin to uncover secrets and truths about the holdings, the tower, and Lady Geleis. Something strange is afoot, and it could cost them their lives. The first thing I'd like to say that I liked is that this book could probably be read as a standalone companion novel, which is pretty cool.
I'd recommend you read Dreamer's Pool before reading this one, but I don't think it's actually necessary. This story is so different and separate from book one, and also, the author does a really good job of reintroducing information from book one that is important to know. This story was so enchanting and haunting and eerie and intriguing! It's almost like a Sleeping Beauty tale, or Rapunzel.
A woman has to go to the tower and slay the monster, ridding the village of the curse. Err, maybe not Sleeping Beauty, but some sort of fairy tale. Towers aren't new to fantasy or fairy tales, nor are thorns surrounding the tower, or fey, or curses. The fantasy of this book is so rich and incredible. Marillier has the world-building down to a science! I love how descriptive her writing is, without making the novel boring or stagnant. You get a clear sense of where the characters are, what the woods look like, what the tower looks like. There are fey at work, creepy haunted forest, isolated tower, and secrets secrets secrets.
Blackthorn is her usual direct, astute, intelligent self, and Grim is his usual gruff, quiet, observant self. They are a great team, one catching the other's mistakes, or calming the other's moods, or just being there.
Their relationship is very platonic, and it's nice how well they get along, knowing each other in and out. Then there is Lady Geleis, who is the noblewoman in distress. We get to read from Blackthorn's perspective, Grim's perspective So we know that she knows more than she is telling Blackthorn. We know that she is hiding things deliberately. And we find out her secrets before Blackthorn does. I like how the author shares small bits of information bit by bit through Geleis's perspective.
It keeps the reader guessing, and it makes us feel for Geleis. There is another new secondary character in this story - Flannan, an old friend of Blackthorn's. His appearance is quite sudden and coincidental. Blackthorn is happy to see him, though he stirs up memories of her husband and child. Flannan is a good friend, an ambitious scholar, and not all that he seems, either. Trust me when I say that this story will have you guessing and guessing incorrectly, mind you.
It's almost creepy, in an eerie sense. I got chills at times, and not because the temperature just dropped drastically in the last few days but seriously, this weather though. Marillier did such a great job with constructing the mood of this story! Another interesting and heartbreaking and amazing thing she included in this story was more details on Grim's backstory and past, and how he struggles with PTSD in this story. I don't want to give away any details, but basically, parts of his past appear in this story in an indirect way, and he suffers greatly from PTSD.
My heart broke for him every time my experienced a flashback or got physically ill or something of that nature! This story was different from the story of Dreamer's Pool, yet just as engrossing and fascinating. It has such a fairy tale vibe to it, but a really dark fairy tale, with a good ending. The ending is highly satisfying, people! And it makes you want another book, but not in a cliffhanger sense. More like a I-want-to-experience-more-from-this-world type of feeling! What I Did Not Like: Hmm, nothing in particular.
This book is long? Didn't bother me, but just an FYI for those who don't like long books. It's a bit dense too, but once you're hooked, you'll not be able to stop reading! Would I Recommend It: I love fantasy and I loved Dreamer's Pool and clearly I loved this book too, so I must recommend this book and series. If you like fantasy, especially adult fiction type of fantasy, this is your book.
It's dense, but it's a great read!
But this book is that good! It's even rarer that a novel and its sequel will get back-to-back five-star ratings from me.
Go forth and experience this series! Nov 09, Vinaya rated it really liked it. Only four stars because she didn't pull my heart out through my throat and squeeze it into a messy pulp. Daughter of the Forest reigns unchallenged yet. View all 3 comments. Nov 29, Justine rated it it was amazing Shelves: Tower of Thorns is a wonderful sequel to Dreamer's Pool , the book that first introduced the characters of Blackthorn and Grim.
Juliet Marillier has an amazing storyteller's voice, and her prose shines with the practiced ease of decades of experience. Blackthorn is as prickly and defiant as ever in this book, but her admiration and trust in her companion Grim is as strong as ever.
Grim remains loyal, steadfast, and without guile, determined to help Blackthorn and keep her safe, no matter the cost Tower of Thorns is a wonderful sequel to Dreamer's Pool , the book that first introduced the characters of Blackthorn and Grim. Grim remains loyal, steadfast, and without guile, determined to help Blackthorn and keep her safe, no matter the cost to himself.
The highlight of these books for me remains the relationship between Blackthorn and Grim. This isn't a romance, but something very profound, partially shaped by past experiences, but also continually being changed as they go forward together and try to heal from old wounds. In this book Grim was able to move forward a bit from his past, but Blackthorn is still having a lot of difficulty with that.
Hopefully there will be some opportunity for Blackthorn to deal with some of her ongoing issues in the upcoming book, Den of Wolves. It is definitely going to be interesting to see where Marillier takes things from here. I'm putting Tower of Thorns on my favourites shelf for Mais do que recomendado! Juliet Marillier and I are in a committed relationship.
I'm committed to her. I have the utmost faith in her storytelling abilities and she has never once disappointed me. Sure, she did underwhelmed me with Dreamer's Pool and its plot and mystery, but I absolutely loved her characters. She didn't fail to make me care deeply for her characters and now I am strongly attached to companions Blackthorn and Grim.
I love these two as friends. Although I wouldn't be against Juliet Marillier and I are in a committed relationship. Although I wouldn't be against the possibility of them being lovers. In this second book, Tower of Thorns we learn more about Blackthorn and we finally learn about Grim's past and oh my, did my heart suffer. That precious human being. A gentle and tortured soul who's loyal to a fault. The healer No duh.
A story is not completed without a strong heroine. She's a risk taker The friendship. These two were cell mates in prison until they were broken out by one of the Fey. They become traveling companions, friends, and pretty much each other's rock and conscience. The Fey Their helpfulness. Their ways of giving answers without being so direct.
The mystery stopped intriguing me from the middle because as the author kept hinting at the mystery, she never bothered to reveal anything new or worth knowing and of course that dragged the story for me. I had to push myself to keep reading then I became captivated by the ending. Sim, porque eu acredito na biblioterapia. Sedenta de os ler, mas contenho-me.
Nem falei do livro View all 4 comments. Sep 06, Sarah rated it it was amazing Recommended to Sarah by: I fell in love with both Blackthorn and Grim in Dreamer's Pool but this series is honestly getting better and better with each new book. I'm not sure that I have enough words to do Tower of Thorns justice but I'm going to try because I really do want everyone to discover these wonderful books for themselves. Although this book does work well as a stand alone I do think you'll be missing out by not reading the series in order, mainly because both books are excellent but also because it's been so I fell in love with both Blackthorn and Grim in Dreamer's Pool but this series is honestly getting better and better with each new book.
Although this book does work well as a stand alone I do think you'll be missing out by not reading the series in order, mainly because both books are excellent but also because it's been so brilliant watching the friendship slowly build between the main characters. Blackthorn and Grim have started to build a life for themselves in their new home, Blackthorn would deny it but even she has made a few ties within the community and I think she's enjoying practising her craft as a wise woman again.
She still doesn't have much patience and doesn't have the best people skills but she is very good at figuring out what is going on and finding a solution to fix it. When Prince Oran is approached by a noblewoman who is in desperate need of assistance Blackthorn is the most likely person to be able to help her. The monster howls from dawn to dusk without letup and it's driving the people and animals in the vicinity mad. Blackthorn initially isn't keen to offer her services but an old friend convinces her to investigate, promising her it will get her one step closer to taking revenge on her greatest enemy.
When they arrive it quickly becomes clear that there is more going on than they originally suspected but what remains to be seen is whether they can solve the mystery in time or whether the curse will cost them more than they ever bargained for. I'm not really going to talk much more about the plot in this review because I want to focus on the characters. We've seen a huge change in Blackthorn since the beginning but she's still a damaged young woman who is desperate to take revenge on the person who wronged her and who can blame her after everything she's been through!
I've enjoyed seeing her character start to take a small amount of pleasure in things again though and I've loved watching her friendship with Grim develop. I'm desperately hoping for romance between these two at some point but I'm so glad Juliet Marillier is taking her time with them because they're both too damaged to find their happily ever after just yet.
I was a tiny bit irritated with Blackthorn in this book because of the way she turned all of her focus onto a familiar face from her distant past. I could understand why she was so pleased to see someone who knew her before her life was destroyed but I was upset for poor Grim who was so convinced that she was going to replace him with the new guy.
It was interesting to get more of a glimpse into a side of Blackthorn that we've never met before though and I did love the way things turned out in the end. In the first book Grim was more in the background, he was there to help Blackthorn whenever she needed him but we didn't get to learn much about his past or why he had such a low opinion of himself so I was thrilled that we got to see much more of him here.
I absolutely love Grim's character, he's the kind of guy who is pretty happy to fade into the background but he goes out of his way to help anyone he meets and he's far more intelligent than most people give him credit for. People seem to think that because he's big, strong and quiet he can't be clever but that is far from the truth and he's very observant in an unobtrusive way. Blackthorn relies on his instincts as much as her own and I love the way she always turns to him to talk through her ideas. It's heartbreaking to see how little Grim thinks of himself and I really want to see that change as the series continues but now we have had a chance to learn more about his background I can understand why he feels that way.
I'm not going to talk about what happened to him but I will say his scenes stole the limelight in this book and left me more in love with him than ever. He is just as damaged as Blackthorn but we got to see him do a little healing here and I was so proud of him for the way he faced up to his past and started dealing with his issues.
There's still a way to go but he's definitely making progress. This series has a really familiar, fairytale type feel to it, Juliet Marillier has created a world full of magic and fae folk, there are dark curses and mysterious goings on but also strong friendships and some really light hearted and fun moments that just make you smile.
From the moment I picked up Tower of Thorns until I reached the very last page I didn't want to put this book down and even then I just wanted to turn to the beginning and start reading it all over again. This series has quickly become one of my favourites and I can't wait to get my hands on a copy of Den of Wolves when it's released later this year. To give less than a four star rating to a Marillier's story, feels almost sacrilegious, but, YE gods of books, this was boring! On and on about past traumas, and roof Honestly, we get more descriptions of Grim fixing a roof that we do about interesting stuff, like lifting up a curse.
I don't know what has happened to Marillier's magical touch, but I'm afraid that her latest stories have become quite tiresome. Much better than the first book of the series, in my opinion. I was grabbed almost from the beginning and it kept me that way until the end, and wanting to read the third volume right away. However, by putting us inside the protagonists' head, the author is able to convey more effectively the psychological consequences of their past traumas.
In the Acknowledgements at the end of the book, she mentions her research on Post-traumatic stress disorder. I'm eager to know how this story will end! Mar 24, Lindsay rated it really liked it. Blackthorn and Grim continue on their long path towards healing while being the goto team for supernatural issues in Northern Ireland. Prince Oran and his pregnant wife travel to court taking Blackthorn and Grim with them. Her lands are plagued by a monster who screams all day, every day, from the top of a tower ringed with impenetrable thorns.
To hear the monster is to be afflicted with despair, and many travelers have come Blackthorn and Grim continue on their long path towards healing while being the goto team for supernatural issues in Northern Ireland. To hear the monster is to be afflicted with despair, and many travelers have come to grief because of it. Blackthorn also encounters an old friend from her past who brings back to mind her frustrations with not being able to bring Mathuin to justice. Blackthorn and Grim continue to make excellent partners and fantastic protagonists for these long and incredibly detailed stories.
The supernatural elements of this one are far more apparent that the previous one, but just as painfully slow to tease out. I find myself not minding so much because Marillier's writing is just so beautiful and her characters so compelling. Blackthorn gets to revisit her decision in the first book to head off south to seek justice, this time with the temptation of a solid plan to take down Mathuin and it's interesting to see how her thinking has changed on this issue.
Grim also gets to address his past in this one, and it's every bit as heartbreaking as the rest of this series has been. The eventual conclusion is not to be missed either and while very satisfying from one sense, the reaction of both characters is entirely believable. Well, that does it. Grim really is just the best. He's loyal, steadfast, and just so pure in his feelings and actions. There's no ulterior motives there. He is just a quiet, thoughtful, observant man who is dogged in his determination to see Blackthorn safe and happy. I love him so much. He deserves to be part of an amazing story.
And as for Blackthorn Her character just felt off.