A Court of Wings and Ruin (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3)
Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin's maneuverings and the invading king threatening to bring Prythian to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit – and one slip may spell doom not only for Feyre, but for her world as well.
As war bears down upon them all, Feyre must decide who to trust amongst the dazzling and lethal High Lords – and hunt for allies in unexpected places.
In this thrilling third book in the #1 New York Times bestselling series from Sarah J. Maas, the earth will be painted red as mighty armies grapple for power over the one thing that could destroy them all.
Author: Sarah J. Maas | Publisher: Bloomsbury
“It's a rare person to face who they are and not run from it - not be broken by it.”
This was pretty much exactly the epic conclusion to the ACOTAR trilogy that I had come to expect. It was emotional, roller-coaster-esque, sexy, and magical. It tied up all the major loose ends while leaving a few undone (and introducing a few others) to make way for future installments. Once again, I'm really glad that I stuck it out with these books past book 1 (which I didn't love).
I started out hating Feyre in ACOTAR. She was super dumb, destructively willful, and dangerously selfish. She stayed willful, but she grew up. She learned how to see her nose in front of her face. So that was lovely, because once she did that, I came to really like her.
Also, can we talk about Rhys for one second because he is 100% the most fictional part of this entire fantasy series. He's like what masculinity could be without society's toxicity — strong, sensitive, loyal, emotional, powerful, and protective. I would marry him in half a heartbeat (and I am already married, mind you).
As I've mentioned before, I think SJM did some really brave things in this trilogy. But what was most impressive to me was how she made us root for something with our entire hearts, and then convinced us to change our mind. And peeled away the layers of why wanting that was problematic in the first place. Which is exactly what happened to Feyre. And that unfolding, that self-awareness in the protagonist and the reader, was wicked cool to experience.