May Wrap Up 2018

May. How are we out of May? The fifth month of the year? Just, wow. I am speechless. This month was a little out of the norm for me. I went away for five days to a friends house for her 21st. This meant going back to the town I actually spent five years of my life in. It actually went super wellI had such a good time and definitely made some amazing memories, so much so I actually want to go back soon. The biggest hindrance of this trip is that I have developed a cold, blah. Additionally, I also had no time to read. I was either chatting with friends or sleeping after staying up to 3am drinking (oops).

I still managed to read a pretty great amount of books this month. Twelve is definitely something I am personally happy with. I know I’ll have heaps of time to read next month because I’m going to be on uni break which will be 90% part-time job hunting.

Anyway, time to jump into what books I did read this month. I, unfortunately, didn’t read a bunch of books I loved this month but, oh well.

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A Court of Frost and Starlight by Sarah J Maas | Review

Thank you so much to Bloomsbury Australia for sending me a completed copy of A Court of Frost and Starlight in exchange for an honest review. I promise that receiving a copy has no way impacted my views and all thoughts are my own.

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Star-DividerRating: ★★★★☆

Release Date: May 1st, 2018

Trigger Warnings: alcohol dependency, excessive alcohol drinking, PTSD, depression, death, sex

Pages: 224

Publisher: Bloomsbury Australia

Genre: new adult, fantasy, magic 

Goodreads blurb:

The Winter Solstice. In a week. I was still new enough to being High Lady that I had no idea what my formal role was to be. If we’d have a High Priestess do some odious ceremony, as lanthe had done the year before. A year. Gods, nearly a year since Rhys had called in his bargain, desperate to get me away from the poison of the Spring Court to save me from my despair. Had he been only a minute later, the Mother knew what would have happened. Where I’d now be. Snow swirled and eddied in the garden, catching in the brown fibers of the burlap covering the shrubs My mate who had worked so hard and so selflessly, all without hope that I would ever be with him We had both fought for that love, bled for it. Rhys had died for it. 

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