Have you ever been so enamored with a book (or series) that you can't say anything specific about it? You're just giddy and shoving a the cover in people's faces while squealing gibberish? Yeah. This is that for me.

I am reeling! I haven't felt this way about a series in a long time... granted, I haven't read a series in a long time. I was shook over how the first book ended, but holy shit. I need to read the third one right now. The ending here was crazy and I'm probably going to binge the third book in a single sitting. Black is great with endings and making you run to the bookstore like a tunnel visioned book goblin. Luckily, I planned for this and bought the third book with the second.

Okay, let's talk. 

I love how you're watching Jude and Cardan have this chemistry-like-romance throughout the entire book. I mean, they make CONTACT in this book. And it's full of that fine line hatred, but then they get married and you're like... THIS IS IT. We're going to have the enemies turn to lovers... only for him to seriously turn the tables. I mean, to exile the person you promised a kingdom to? Like fuck. And then with Vivi planting revenge-flavored thoughts in her head in the epilogue. Just chef's kiss. I cannot wait to dive into the third book. 

Also: how did we feel about Vivi glamouring Heather? That whole situation was off-putting and I'm glad Heather left.

There were so many memorable things in this book: I mean, when Jude was betrayed by the Ghost and taken to the Undersea?? Like, I know that section was supposed to be horrible and it did make my stomach turn a little... but I was glad we went under the waves because I was so curious about it. I wanted to know what the mer-people were like and how their underwater systems worked.