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Published: September 2011
Little, Brown, & Company
In a dark and dusty shop, a devil's supply of human teeth grown dangerously low.
And in the tangled lanes of Prague, a young art student is about to be caught up in a brutal otherwordly war.
Meet Karou. She fills her sketchbooks with monsters that may or may not be real; she's prone to disappearing on mysterious "errands"; she speaks many languages—not all of them human; and her bright blue hair actually grows out of her head that color. Who is she? That is the question that haunts her, and she's about to find out.
When one of the strangers—beautiful, haunted Akiva—fixes his fire-colored eyes on her in an alley in Marrakesh, the result is blood and starlight, secrets unveiled, and a star-crossed love whose roots drink deep of a violent past. But will Karou live to regret learning the truth about herself?
This is my attempt to put a coherent spin on how I felt about this book. You may have to bear with me, as I'm pretty sure that some utter nonsense will make its way into this post. See, this book made me completely incoherent. It was THAT good.
Laini Taylor has a way with words, or rather, she is BRILLIANT. Her words twisted themselves around me and bore me along their path until I was so entranced that I couldn't have stopped reading if I'd tried. She created a magical world inside a magical city. That world became so real to me that I caught myself wondering what a ticket to Eretz would cost me.
I loved Karou. I loved her tough demeanor that hid a soft interior. I loved that she was so caring underneath it all. I loved that she was so loyal to her 'family', even though she didn't understand them fully.
I loved Akiva. His grace, his passion, his warring with himself. He was amazing. And I don't mean that in a 'oh, he's so hot' kind of way. Yes, he was hot. But, oh, he was SO MUCH MORE.
I really can't go into it or I'll ruin things for you. As it is, I'm about to descend into nonsense words again, because my real words are pretty much failing to describe how this book made me feel.
So hyrnbety. Aiwrtghtsed. Lunjytwertp.
Nope. Still doesn't get it across.
I'll give you a picture instead: