Daughter of Smoke & Bone (Daughter of Smoke & Bone #1) by Laini Taylor
I went into this book based off the full recommendation of one of my favorite reviewers.
With that said, I thoroughly enjoyed this book. It’s so unique. Beyond anything I’ve ever read. I was a bit confused at first with the thoughts of, “What in the heck am I reading?” But it wasn’t a bad thought. It was all intrigue. From the get-go, I was hooked.
However, it was a bit of a slow ride. You are introduced to Karou’s world piece by piece. This book lays some heavy ground work before the action starts just past halfway through the book. Now, it’s not unbearably slow. Oh, no. Rather, Laini Taylor has a way of adding drops of information out for you that only create a craving deep in your belly for answers.
And answers, you will receive.
Karou is a special character that captures your attention. She seems a strange one at first, but then you realize she isn’t the strange one. Her world is something beyond the mundane, the ordinary. Karou lives an extraordinary life filled with hope & wishes, wishes & hope. MAGIC. And it’s freaking stunning.
My one complete and final thought of this book: Nothing like it! *skips off to read book 2 – Days of Blood and Starlight*
Rating: 4 stars!
Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. It did not end well.
“Have you ever asked yourself, do monsters make war, or does war make monsters?”
“It is a condition of monsters that they do not perceive themselves as such. The dragon, you know, hunkered in the village devouring maidens, heard the townsfolk cry ‘Monster!’ and looked behind him.”
She moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.
“Like mold on books, grow myths on history.”
Around the world, black handprints are appearing on doorways, scorched there by winged strangers who have crept through a slit in the sky.
In a dark and dusty shop, a devil’s supply of human teeth grown dangerously low.
And in the tangled lanes of Prague, a young art student is about to be caught up in a brutal otherwordly war.
Meet Karou. She fills her sketchbooks with monsters that may or may not be real; she’s prone to disappearing on mysterious “errands”; she speaks many languages—not all of them human; and her bright blue hair actually grows out of her head that color. Who is she? That is the question that haunts her, and she’s about to find out.
When one of the strangers—beautiful, haunted Akiva—fixes his fire-colored eyes on her in an alley in Marrakesh, the result is blood and starlight, secrets unveiled, and a star-crossed love whose roots drink deep of a violent past. But will Karou live to regret learning the truth about herself?