Posts Tagged ‘Sarah J Maas’


Feyre survived Amarantha’s clutches to return to the Spring Court—but at a steep cost. Though she now has the powers of the High Fae, her heart remains human, and it can’t forget the terrible deeds she performed to save Tamlin’s people.

Nor has Feyre forgotten her bargain with Rhysand, High Lord of the feared Night Court. As Feyre navigates its dark web of politics, passion, and dazzling power, a greater evil looms—and she might be key to stopping it. But only if she can harness her harrowing gifts, heal her fractured soul, and decide how she wishes to shape her future—and the future of a world cleaved in two.

With more than a million copies sold of her beloved Throne of Glass series, Sarah J. Maas’s masterful storytelling brings this second book in her seductive and action-packed series to new heights.

A Court of Mist and Fury is the second book in the series A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas. The first book in the series, A Court of Thorns and Roses, had a touch of inspiration from Beauty and the Beast, a fairy tale many of us are familiar with – at least the Disney version. It rises and builds up like a crescendo. Alluring, beautiful, intricate, stunning and filled with the shadows that have no place in Disney. At the end of it, Feyre saved her Prince Charming (or Beast if you want to stick with Beauty and the Beast reference) and was changed irrevocably in doing so. She is now a mortal soul in an immortal body. Her lover is an immortal High Lord of Faerie and she has saved him, and all of Faerie, from the clutches of evil. 

But now the first book is done and Feyre technically has achieved her Happily-Ever-After. Yet, everything is wrong. Because she is not who she was. She no longer needs someone to save her, instead she has already done the saving. She needs a partner, not a protector. Tamlin is wrong for her, and it is so so hard for her to see that, admit that, after going through so much due to her love for him. And Tamlin, he seems to love her, yet he cannot see he’s suffocating her, drowning her in his ‘protection’. Consumed by his own demons, he is letting what he needs take precedence over what can help her.

And then there is Rhysand: the High Lord of the Court of Night. He should be evil. He should be hated. He should be wrong. But he is the only one who seems to understand Feyre. Who is trying to help her be herself, to help her get out of the trauma of Under The Mountain. Who is saving her from herself and from Tamiln.

This book starts on a low note – building from where the first book left – but then it does start building and it is so much more complex, so much more layered than the the first one. Maybe because we know more about the world now and maybe because that is the difference between Rhysand and Tamlin. Where Tamlin is cagey, secretive and treats Feyre as less; Rhysand treats her as an equal, is honest and believes in her being her own person.

It is the difference between an abusive relationship and a real one. The other characters all have depth, have real pain, sorrow and the strength to rise beyond that. They do not overshadow each other but rather exist in a harmony.

Yes, the book is a fairytale. Because after Tamlin, there is a Rhysand. It gives hope that after an abusive relationship which you gave everything, which nearly killed you, there is a chance that you might find the person who is actually the other half of your soul. A person who makes you see not just the good in the world, but in yourself.

And maybe this is what all fairy tales should be: real, bitter, cruel but always with an edge of hope.


I recently read a book. The Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas. The book is stunning, amazing and absolutely brilliant. I will post a review soon.


But that book made me think. It made me low, it made me dissatisfied. It made me realize that to settle is not fair to me, nor is it fair to whoever I am settling with.

After all, I deserve better. I deserve to not settle. I deserve to be loved the way I love. I deserve honesty, compassion and above all, I deserve acceptance for who I am.

I deserve to find my Rhysand and to not try to adjust with a Tamlin for the rest of my life.

I deserve to know that just because it felt right at some point of time, but now, when I have changed, and it does not feel right, that does not make me a terrible person. It makes me human.

That it might work, but if it does not, that does not mean I am a traitor. That does not mean I am evil. It only means I am human. That I loved, and that love was not right, it was not enough, it was not..not..not.. just not for me.

And that even if I stay, even if I go nowhere, even if I try to be happy where I am, it is okay if in some honest corner of my heart I know it could be better. I am allowed my dreams. They are not a betrayal.

That does not mean I am not working on what I have. That does not mean that I am not trying to make it work. That just means that it is not a perfect fit. Maybe nothing is. Maybe this is the best I will ever find. But if someday the chafing gets to be too much, and I leave, then I do not have to hate myself. I can breathe knowing that it is okay to love yourself – to do something that is good for you – that lets you live – instead of drown.

And maybe this is something all of us should know. That it is okay to want, to dream and sometimes it is definitely okay to put yourself first.



We all.. I really wanted to start this post on a plural note… because simply put.. Its harder to admit that you’re the only crazy one. But then again, I know I am not. Alone that is. Crazy has always been debatable at best, especially considering I am here talking about books. Anyone who reads, and I do mean reads, will know what I mean.

Recently I went on a reading strike. Nothing caught my interest, not even books I had been waiting almost a year for (they’re still gathering dust on my hard drive) and when I finally shook myself out of it, to my consternation, the only that would keep my interest was romance. I am not proud of it, not one whit, but at least it was not the sappy stuff. I am holding very tightly onto that one redeeming quality.

When I finally got over that bender, I immediately succumbed to an assassin bender. Let us not even try to understand the mechanics of how that came around. What I can say is, I am quite proud of the books I read on this bender, especially the series that has drop kicked me out of my rut. Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas is a dark fantasy series that I somehow just cannot call YA, because apart from the age of the protagonist, there are (thankfully) no elements whatsoever of the genre present.

I started with the prequels. The books are set in a world where most of the continent has been conquered by one cruel man over the past decade, and magic has been banned by royal decree. The protagonist, Celaena Sardothien is the most famous assassin of Adarlan, in fact, she is Adarlan’s Assassin.  She is also sixteen and gorgeous though very few are aware of what she looks like. There are few things Celaena will not do, she is an assassin, but trading in slaves is one of them. So in the first of the prequels, she sets the events in motion that precipitate everything.

Celaena is not just an excellent assassin, she is the best. Her displeasure with the man who raised and trained her, eventually leads to her choosing to break from him. Her love for Sam, an assassin she grew up with, eventually puts her in a place where she can either be Adarlan’s assassin or she can be with him. She chooses Sam, chooses to leave everything behind, to be happy. Of course that is not how things turn out and at the start of the first book, Celaena has been a slave in the salt mines of Endovier for a year.

And that is where the main plot of the series starts because as interesting as they are, the prequels provide insight into Celaena, but a lot is still left to be revealed.

Throne of Glass, has Celaena freed from Endovier by the Crown Prince, Dorian, who wants her to be his representative to become his father’s next (and first) Champion (read official assassin).  After a year in the hellish mines, her courtly manners are rusty, her form terrible but she has a championship to win, her identity to protect, figuring out why a Queen who died a 1000 years ago is talking to her and if she wants to do her bidding, all the while surviving not only in the actual fighting but whatever creature is hunting down the champions one by one.

Then there is Chaol. The Captain of the Guard is the best friend of the Crown Prince, and his relationship with Celaena is complicated at best. But I think he is one of the most layered characters in this series and becomes more and more intriguing, the more we get to know him.

Add in the fact the Dorian himself is fascinated with the assassin who reads until she falls asleep, and that there is another Princess, Nehemia,  in the castle who has decided she prefers Celaena’s company over that of the other court ladies and their combination is no less volatile than dynamite and fire. Even Chaol knows better than to annoy them when they’re together.

And this is the just the first book.

This is an intricate series, with twists, details, plots, intrigues and lots of layers to everything and everyone. That is what makes it so very interesting to read. The wit and humor that is laced throughout the novels also makes them fun, in spite of all the violence and the darkness of the story. This is definitely a book I would recommend, especially if you enjoy a kick-ass, no-nonsense female protagonist who refuses to agonize over anything.