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Second installment from the Monsters of Verity
I really liked the idea of the monsters in these books and how they were created I just wanted more of and from them.

Still a decent read though. I do love a good Schwab book.

⭐⭐⭐⭐

Finished this … I love reading any book by this author because you really don‘t know what‘s going to happen around the corner (ie beginning, middle, ending) loved reading this 😊📖

So I started reading this this morning and I just realize that this is the second book I had them switched 🤦🏼‍♀️ now I have to read the first one and come back to this 🤣🤣🤣📖

This was captivating, heartbreaking, and satisfying 💙🩵🤍

#Dark #MayMontage @Alwaysbeenaloverofbooks

Loved listening to this audiobook every bit as much as I enjoyed reading the first book in this duology. Schwab is a master of her craft.

I was sadly disappointed in the second book. I was craving so much more between Kate and August and I got a whole lot of nothing. I was just not invested in this new plot and I felt the new characters added just flopped. Just very overly written, same old same old. 3/5

I finished this book literally three minutes before my class started, and I was trying very hard not to break down. This book was so beautifully written, and I bet someone could cry just because of how V.E Schwab uses her words. All I'm going to say now is that V.E Schwab truly is becoming one of my favourite authors.⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐/5

*insert incoherent screaming*

“I don‘t have to be invincible,” said August, shrugging him off. “I just have to be stronger than everyone else.”

And that, thought Kate, is why I‘m not an optimist.

A violent thought turned into a violent deed.

“Relax,” he said, “It‘s not like anyone‘s going to figure out you have an alter ego.”
“Please stop talking.”
“Bad barista by day,” said Teo in a stage whisper, badass monster hunter by night.”

“Does a predator hate it‘s pray? Or is it simply hungry?”

Compassion must be louder than pride.

<(\u2022-\u2022)< Going to continue reading and pretend that never happened.

I don‘t know how to say everything I‘m feeling but I‘m trying. I loved this book and it‘s characters with my whole heart and rooted for them through the entirety of the story. I think that‘s the reason I care so much and went through so many emotions in the span of a few chapters, a few pages, a few words. The closest I can describe this emotion is pain. But a kind that, though it hurts, leaves you with a kind of love and understanding.
5⭐️

Of course, there was no going back—time only moved forward—but people could change.
For worse.
And for better.
It wasn‘t easy. The world was complicated. Life was hard. And so often, living hurt.
So make it worth the pain.

Progress was being made, but August was coming to realize that there would always be cracks in the surface, shadows in the light, a hundred degrees of grays between black and white.

One hundred and eighty-seven.
He wouldn‘t lose count again.

Mourning was its own kind of music—the sound of so many hearts, of so many breaths, of so many standing together.

“What are you?” she snarled.
And Kate laughed. “I‘m not sure,” she said. “Let‘s find out.”

He told himself he didn‘t have a choice—but it was a lie. He always had a choice.
Wasn‘t the point of being alive that you could choose?

“I am a man, not a movement,” he said. “But if a movement is what it takes to end this war, then I will play my part.”

“You cannot win unless you‘re willing to fight.”

Reading on the beach. What better way to spend the summer?

“I know it hurts,” she said. “So make it worth the pain.”
“How?”
“By not letting go,” she said softly. “By holding on, to anger, or hope, or whatever it is that keeps you fighting.”
You, he thought.

“Maybe there are other versions, other lives, but this one‘s ours. It‘s all we‘ve got.”
“I can‘t protect this world and care about it.”
Kate met his gaze. “That‘s the only way to do it.”

“It‘s not about what you are, August, it‘s about who, and that stupid, dreaming boy—that wasn‘t a mistake, or a delusion, or a waste of energy. It was you.”

“I‘m willing to walk in darkness if it keeps humans in the light.”

”Doesn‘t do much good,” she‘d said, “to fear one kind of death and not another.”

she will burn
like a sun
among stars.

Humanity was messy.

All things fall.

How much does a soul weigh? he wondered.
Less than a body.

“Compassion must be louder than pride.”

the whole city
a book of
matches
just waiting
to be struck.

Maybe—what a useless word. Maybe was just a way of saying she didn‘t know.

Funny, she thought, that even monsters had fragile hearts.

Theres no better way to start this book than with these quotes!

Some of my favourite books to read are duologies. They're perfect for when one book isn't enough but a trilogy is too much.

Featured here are the duologies I read this month.

PS 2022 Q1 is just about to end but I've already read more books this year than last year. 🙌 Gotta increase that reading goal.