Nice (cosy) murder mystery with detectives who are not suffering from angst, drinking problems or other personality flaws. Nicely twisted plot with lots of potential suspects.
Kudos to the author for trying this style of writing. I liked the alternative universes where different things happened according to her behaviour at the crucial moment. How long did she hesitate? Did she try to help or not? And what did say when asked? So truly two books in one which can be tricky to both write and read as you need to keep two plots in your head at the same time. And actually London doesn’t get smog any more - only heavy pollution on a still summer day unless it comes across the channel - or sometimes we Saharan sand... The last know smog was in 2016 in December and was caused by pollution, to get black feet - and I well remember getting them myself, in my hippy phase, when I walked London streets barefoot (!), you need coal or wood fires, which have been banned for a very long time. However, that very picky point aside, I liked this book.
Initially I thought that this was just another YA book with a teenage hero, but as I carried on reading Book 1 I grew very fond of the main characters, especially the ‘hero’.
He turns out to be cute, clumsy, unaware of his attractiveness, and hesitant over his magic.
Basically a big puppy you want to cuddle!
So I kept on reading to see if he grew up – and he didn’t really – just his magic grew.
So enjoyable books, nicely written, and whilst not books that keep you entranced, certainly books that you enjoy reading.
[PS: you don’t need to read the prequel 3 books, these stand alone]
What an imagination this writer has – she continues to amaze me. Here we have shifters, witches, demons and rather unusually possessed houses that eat people!
All good rather naughty fun.
We don’t cry enough for the babies we lose (in early pregnancy). I certainly didn’t.
For over 20 years I ignored them and then I went into a church and saw the lists of babies that had died in early childhood and it reminded me of the babies we had lost. And I cried. I felt so sad about those children who had not joined our family.
And this book reminded me of those losses and I cried again not just for me, but for the central characters too. I empathised too much perhaps?
This is a book that starts as a second chance romance and slowly becomes a story about the children we desire through our procreation imperative which when not fulfilled drives so many into despair and depression.
And yet there is a happy ending that is not the case for all. The author’s own experience gives this story that extra edge that rings of truth telling.