After reading Gillian Philip’s Firebrand, I was desperate to read the next book in the series,
You see I kind of fell in love with one of the characters and no, it wasn’t you, Seth Macgregor, you wicked fairy. Anyway, I hatched a plan that involved begging and weedling and I managed to wangle an early copy by promising to review it.
Then I read it.
Every time I’ve sat down to review it I am halted in my tracks – it’s just impossible for me to write a review without massive spoilers. Even writing this I’m endanger of doing that because something happens in the book that tipped me upside down. I read it weeks ago and I have tears in my eyes as I’m typing this.
So I’ll keep it brief: Though you don’t need to , I’d say ready Firebrand first. It’s a cracker of a story, a fully fleshed fantasy that turns the idea of flouncy fairies on its head and gives it a good kicking. It’s fast, violent, sexy. You will want to read Bloodstone when you’ve finished it.
And Bloodstone, no, I’m sorry, I can’t. You’ll just have to read it for yourself.
But know this, I wasn’t sniffle-pass-me-a-hanky upset, I was WHAT?!!! Gillain Philip HOW COULD YOU TEAR MY HEART OUT?
And I loved every minute of it.