Wayward
This book, my god. I don’t even know where to BEGIN explaining how much this book messed me up, but like, in the best ways. I’m shook.
Miners of the Resilience is a continuation of *exception* and somehow, perhaps, even better than its prequels if that’s even possible? If you could rate a book 6 stars (let’s be serious, 10 stars) that’s what I would give this. It’s *so good*. Like, I don’t think you quite get it. It’s SO GOOD. I-need-to-walk-it-off good. Chuck-the-book-across-the-room-and-scream-into-a-pillow good. Stressed-and-OBSESSED good. If you like horror mixed with SOFT romance, THIS BOOK WILL CHECK YOUR BOXES. Found family and queernormative societies your vibe? HELLO, PENNY MOSS. How about monster romance where the monster is just a little too big, a little too eager to leave MARKS, and a little too desperately, *co-dependently* in love? Please take this as your sign to read this book/series, it’s wildly, sensationally good, and increasingly one of my favorite series of all time.
There’s is *so much* happening here. Resilience picks up from the cliffhanger of the previous book, but I won’t give any spoilers for that. Let’s just say… the plot is plotting VERY stressfully. There are moves and counter-moves with a great deal of WHUMP tempered by gratuitous, needy, and delicious monster smut. The hurt/comfort is actually off the charts, and my little heart couldn’t take ANY OF IT. There’s TONS of action and danger and developments that, ahhh, I want to tell you about but cannot for the sake of spoilers. Believe me when I say it’s exciting and brilliant and clever and horrifying the entire freaking time.
AND THE CHARACTERS, my GOSH, this author is so dang impressive at balancing a large cast of characters while keeping every individual’s motivations and personalities clearly distinct. I never quite realized how much I enjoy a large cast and found family until I started reading the first book, Miners of the Mystics. They’re just done so WELL here I find myself loving everyone so much. The cast has even grown from the first two books, yet there’s not a single character I’m not invested in, even the side characters who’ve made mistakes, somehow? Somehow, they’re all uniquely different and damaged and imperfect yet likable?(!!) How Moss does it, I don’t know, but even when I enter a story ready to dislike a character, Moss somehow makes me see their hearts and by the end I sympathize or like the character or am at least intrigued by them. It’s CRAZY, wildly skilled writing that has me–like Ollie in Tau’s claws–in its clutches.
That writing and style which carry all of the characters and plot and smut and is simply so extremely good. There’s gorgeous description woven with the action, creating these effortlessly vivid scenes. In fact, there’s so much striking cinematography, I felt sometimes, I was watching a movie or a freaking epic anime, except I had intimate knowledge of each character’s thoughts and emotions. The Moss writing style? It’s STUNNING. It’s crack, and I need moreeee.
I have to, HAVE TO talk about the stunning art too. THE ART!!!! Oh my GOSH, the huge pages of author-created art EVERY CHAPTER have me in a CHOKEHOLD. They’re SO GORGEOUS. Sparkly, effervescent, shimmering, or dark, angry, twisted, and fascinating. There are, again, *25* (yes TWENTY-FIVE) pieces of art in this book and they’re just… freaking gorgeous? Like, I was gobsmacked when I first discovered the art in book one, but THIS art? It’s sooo incredibly generous. COPIOUS character art. Gorgeous lighting, atmosphere, SPARKLES, terrifyingly twisted hands, pieced together creatures, MONSTERS. And then there’s the intimate moments between the love interests, all LOVINGLY rendered in art just as it is in text. How do I begin to explain how awesome this is? What an obviously freaking labor of LOVE this book (entire series) is? It’s STUNNINGLY exceptional.
I am SO satisfied with this series continuation and DEEPLY eager for the next (and tragically final) book. To be completely honest, I’m already looking forward to a full series re-read again before its release, I love these books and this world so much. But, I’m getting ahead of myself a bit. This book, Resilience, is… ugh, gosh. Painful, FULL of angst and whump, delicious, clingy, needy, wanton, LOVING, intense, and thrilling. Basically fire. It’s FIRE, and if you haven’t read it yet, please, for the sake of ME get on that. I don’t think it’s possible for this series to have enough readers or, indeed, fans. Find your place in this world like I did.
Originally posted at www.instagram.com.
This book, my god. I don’t even know where to BEGIN explaining how much this book messed me up, but like, in the best ways. I’m shook.
Miners of the Resilience is a continuation of *exception* and somehow, perhaps, even better than its prequels if that’s even possible? If you could rate a book 6 stars (let’s be serious, 10 stars) that’s what I would give this. It’s *so good*. Like, I don’t think you quite get it. It’s SO GOOD. I-need-to-walk-it-off good. Chuck-the-book-across-the-room-and-scream-into-a-pillow good. Stressed-and-OBSESSED good. If you like horror mixed with SOFT romance, THIS BOOK WILL CHECK YOUR BOXES. Found family and queernormative societies your vibe? HELLO, PENNY MOSS. How about monster romance where the monster is just a little too big, a little too eager to leave MARKS, and a little too desperately, *co-dependently* in love? Please take this as your sign to read this book/series, it’s wildly, sensationally good, and increasingly one of my favorite series of all time.
There’s is *so much* happening here. Resilience picks up from the cliffhanger of the previous book, but I won’t give any spoilers for that. Let’s just say… the plot is plotting VERY stressfully. There are moves and counter-moves with a great deal of WHUMP tempered by gratuitous, needy, and delicious monster smut. The hurt/comfort is actually off the charts, and my little heart couldn’t take ANY OF IT. There’s TONS of action and danger and developments that, ahhh, I want to tell you about but cannot for the sake of spoilers. Believe me when I say it’s exciting and brilliant and clever and horrifying the entire freaking time.
AND THE CHARACTERS, my GOSH, this author is so dang impressive at balancing a large cast of characters while keeping every individual’s motivations and personalities clearly distinct. I never quite realized how much I enjoy a large cast and found family until I started reading the first book, Miners of the Mystics. They’re just done so WELL here I find myself loving everyone so much. The cast has even grown from the first two books, yet there’s not a single character I’m not invested in, even the side characters who’ve made mistakes, somehow? Somehow, they’re all uniquely different and damaged and imperfect yet likable?(!!) How Moss does it, I don’t know, but even when I enter a story ready to dislike a character, Moss somehow makes me see their hearts and by the end I sympathize or like the character or am at least intrigued by them. It’s CRAZY, wildly skilled writing that has me–like Ollie in Tau’s claws–in its clutches.
That writing and style which carry all of the characters and plot and smut and is simply so extremely good. There’s gorgeous description woven with the action, creating these effortlessly vivid scenes. In fact, there’s so much striking cinematography, I felt sometimes, I was watching a movie or a freaking epic anime, except I had intimate knowledge of each character’s thoughts and emotions. The Moss writing style? It’s STUNNING. It’s crack, and I need moreeee.
I have to, HAVE TO talk about the stunning art too. THE ART!!!! Oh my GOSH, the huge pages of author-created art EVERY CHAPTER have me in a CHOKEHOLD. They’re SO GORGEOUS. Sparkly, effervescent, shimmering, or dark, angry, twisted, and fascinating. There are, again, *25* (yes TWENTY-FIVE) pieces of art in this book and they’re just… freaking gorgeous? Like, I was gobsmacked when I first discovered the art in book one, but THIS art? It’s sooo incredibly generous. COPIOUS character art. Gorgeous lighting, atmosphere, SPARKLES, terrifyingly twisted hands, pieced together creatures, MONSTERS. And then there’s the intimate moments between the love interests, all LOVINGLY rendered in art just as it is in text. How do I begin to explain how awesome this is? What an obviously freaking labor of LOVE this book (entire series) is? It’s STUNNINGLY exceptional.
I am SO satisfied with this series continuation and DEEPLY eager for the next (and tragically final) book. To be completely honest, I’m already looking forward to a full series re-read again before its release, I love these books and this world so much. But, I’m getting ahead of myself a bit. This book, Resilience, is… ugh, gosh. Painful, FULL of angst and whump, delicious, clingy, needy, wanton, LOVING, intense, and thrilling. Basically fire. It’s FIRE, and if you haven’t read it yet, please, for the sake of ME get on that. I don’t think it’s possible for this series to have enough readers or, indeed, fans. Find your place in this world like I did.
Originally posted at www.instagram.com.