Days of Blood & Starlight is book two of a trilogy. This review may contain spoilers.
For thousands of years Angels and Chimaera had fought a brutal war of attrition. In Daughter of Smoke & Bone the Chimaera’s greatest secret was discovered and the Angels pressed their advantage, defeating the Chimaera.
The war is over and the Chimaera armies have been decimated, but what follows war is not peace but genocide. The Angels have turned their attention to the innocent civilians and are hunting them down like animals.
Bitter and broken from what Akiva has done, Karou has joined a small group of Chimaera warriors who survived the final battle. They are led by Thiago, a narcissist and sociopath whose goal is not to protect Chimaera but to exact a bloody revenge. As the only surviving resurrectionist Thiago needs Karou to build him an army. She finds his tactics repugnant but can she stand up to him when she hasn’t got a single ally?
Akiva is crushed with guilt over what he has brought about. As he watches the genocide unfolding he makes a decision to turn against his own and protect the innocent Chimaera. But what can a single angel do in the face of so many?
Days of Blood & Starlight is as close to perfect as it’s possible to get. In parts it’s an extremely uncomfortable book to read and I literally had to put it down because I couldn’t go on. But before very long I just had to pick it up and continue. It’s a powerful story about good versus evil; love versus hate; hope versus despair.
Penny is approaching 40, single, with no friends and a job that is sucking the life out of her. Even her family don’t think she will ever amount to much.

As Christmas approaches, three divorced women find themselves having to deal with their ex-husbands.
Following the death of her husband, Grace discovers that he was unfaithful to her. Feeling betrayed and alone she travels to the scene of his infidelity, a small and rustic lake front cabin, looking for evidence of his betrayal.
All the things I hate –– Chinese burns, pimples, cheese, answering questions in class –– are Christmas compared with having to walk through the gate to school.
Tearing her mouth away, Shay ducked to the side. “We … we can’t do this.” She pressed a hand to her buzzing lips. “I’m just getting to the point where I’m used to going through the days without you calling. I’m just getting to where I can pass a few nights without dreaming of you.”
1: Mind Games
