”He was hers, he realized, and he felt that realization in his marrow. She had pulled him in as the moon draws the tides: gradually, inch by inch, but with unstoppable force.” 

The fae are real, Ainsling has always suspected it, but when she gets confirmation, the repercussions might not be the path she was hoping for with her life. 

This book should probably end up on your TBR if you like fantasy books that give you nostalgia sensations without knowing why, enemies to lovers, morally grey characters, slow burn romance and magic of all kinds. 

When I was young, my siblings and I would spend hours in the forest weaving stories of fairies, creatures and monsters, using everything we found to piece together mysteries and adventures. Even in the beginning of The Red Woman and the White Bear, there’s a feeling of nostalgia that I can’t explain like a classic fairytale I read as a child. But how can you describe something that feels so familiar even when you’ve never read it before.  

The entire book had me itching to return to it whenever I had to step away; the pull of the story was strong enough to keep me up all night. The slow burn and tension that grew and created the delicious enemies to lovers feel of the book had me swooning. I’ve read a lot of books this year but this one has captivated me with a fervor that was both unexpected and exhilarating. 

A big thank you to Fern A. Ellis  for allowing me to have an ARC for this book in exchange for an honest review.