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A review by heartscontent
The Court of Miracles by Kester Grant
5.0
You can find this review of The Court of Miracles on my blog, Heart's Content!
A big shout out and thank you to FFBC Tours for including me in the tour and to the publisher for providing me with a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review!
Slump? What slump?
The Court of Miracles was utterly out of my typical preference in reading, however, when I read that blurb and saw that cover, I knew I had to read this book and I solemnly swear I shall, for the rest of my life, always always always listen to my intuition because it has never led me wrong ever.
This story is the first one where despite the protagonist being such a large presence in it, the plot utterly outweighs literally everything and everyone. The story flows so well that had the author been a seamstress, this book would be the cloth with the highest thread count with not a single breath capable of slipping through the space between one thread and another. The plot is tight, filled with mystery, intrigue, betrayal, politics and thrill. My heart was beating throughout the last thirty percent of the book and I was genuinely sitting at the edge of the seat, my eyes unable to even consider getting distracted. Despite this, I guessed nothing. There were moments where my reactions were out loud and I start to talk to (read: shout incoherently at) the closest seated family member, spewing what just happened even though they had no context, because I had to tell someone–MY MIND WAS BEING BLOWN.
The characters. Here’s the thing, despite it being so well plotted out, it’s such a surprise that each character had such a very specific presence, role and personality. Every single page is a like a domino that the author has placed just at that precise location and nothing makes sense until they’ve already fallen and you watch the consequences and then finally… the whole picture. Or at least what the author wants you to see.
Usually any ambiguity in the protagonist’s love interest has me jaded and makes me disengage from the protagonist, but here’s the thing, I was with the protagonist through the whole of her journey I felt everything she did. But gosh there was this one character I think my heart settled on.
This story is about love. About obsession and revenge. But not that kind you would presume and at the same time the kind you would expect. The metaphors, the drama! I swear it felt like I was watching it happen, goosebumps and shock spreading through me! The author has handled a lot of social ideas and issues in subtle ways hidden beneath the layer of fiction. I highly recommend this book, be prepared for a ride with the biggest rush ever.
A big shout out and thank you to FFBC Tours for including me in the tour and to the publisher for providing me with a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review!
Slump? What slump?
The Court of Miracles was utterly out of my typical preference in reading, however, when I read that blurb and saw that cover, I knew I had to read this book and I solemnly swear I shall, for the rest of my life, always always always listen to my intuition because it has never led me wrong ever.
This story is the first one where despite the protagonist being such a large presence in it, the plot utterly outweighs literally everything and everyone. The story flows so well that had the author been a seamstress, this book would be the cloth with the highest thread count with not a single breath capable of slipping through the space between one thread and another. The plot is tight, filled with mystery, intrigue, betrayal, politics and thrill. My heart was beating throughout the last thirty percent of the book and I was genuinely sitting at the edge of the seat, my eyes unable to even consider getting distracted. Despite this, I guessed nothing. There were moments where my reactions were out loud and I start to talk to (read: shout incoherently at) the closest seated family member, spewing what just happened even though they had no context, because I had to tell someone–MY MIND WAS BEING BLOWN.
The characters. Here’s the thing, despite it being so well plotted out, it’s such a surprise that each character had such a very specific presence, role and personality. Every single page is a like a domino that the author has placed just at that precise location and nothing makes sense until they’ve already fallen and you watch the consequences and then finally… the whole picture. Or at least what the author wants you to see.
Usually any ambiguity in the protagonist’s love interest has me jaded and makes me disengage from the protagonist, but here’s the thing, I was with the protagonist through the whole of her journey I felt everything she did. But gosh there was this one character I think my heart settled on.
This story is about love. About obsession and revenge. But not that kind you would presume and at the same time the kind you would expect. The metaphors, the drama! I swear it felt like I was watching it happen, goosebumps and shock spreading through me! The author has handled a lot of social ideas and issues in subtle ways hidden beneath the layer of fiction. I highly recommend this book, be prepared for a ride with the biggest rush ever.