Feyre struggles with what she endured under the mountain. Worse is Tamlin’s controlling behaviour in a bid to ensure her safety and his lack of empathy for all she’s been through.
Feyre is mollycoddled, paraded like a trophy in front of the Courts but ignored. She’s suffocating in this new world. Until Rhysand arrives, calling in his end of the bargain.
Prythian is revealed in a rainbow of colours, vibrancy and life. All is not as it seemed in the spring court. With her new fae body, Rhysand helps Feyre discover her hidden powers enabling her to become whole once more.
In this novel Feyre grows from a young girl with romantic of love and blooms into the woman she truly is. I love how Feyre and Rhysand’s relationship is harsh, gritty and full of teasing.
The introduction of new characters deepens the world. Enriching the story, filling it with a complex structure. The plot expands, growing seamlessly from book one without leaving unfinished business.
(Manipulating me into the next story is my pet peeve. Sure leave a subtle twist or a few teasers but for the love of god, complete the story that was set out in book one.)
Thankfully Sarah J. Maas does not do that. She’s a goddess in my opinion. I’m a huge fan girl of hers.
Sarah J. Mass tore my heart out and left me grieving for her world. I was desperate for the next instalment but couldn’t risk my obsessive nature. I have a tendency to live in the fantasy realm. I have a family. I’ve promised myself that once my second novel is complete, I’m delving back into her world. I can’t wait to meet Rhysand again. He’s my favourite book boyfriend.