![]() ![]() It’s quite simple, really…Cecile is stolen from everything she has ever known, dragged ‘leagues’ downward to the passed over and only rarely mentioned city of Trollus where all the Trolls are trapped because of a curse some witch cast on them a long time ago. “From your lips I can almost believe it’s true.” ![]() He exhaled softly, reaching up and stroking my cheek with one hand. “Do you?” His eyes searched mine as though he might find the answer there. “Beauty is supposed to be good and kind, and to discover it otherwise is like a betrayal of trust. “I think it is our nature to believe evil always has an ugly face,” he said, ignoring my question. “Why are you always so unhappy?” I asked. ![]() I saw the sorrow in his eyes and felt it in my heart. “More like beautiful things that have had the misfortune of being broken.” Tristan turned his face back to me. “They aren’t ugly.” I bit my lip, trying to find the right words. Every single one of these characters had a way of getting under my skin that mirrored only my favorite stories, and that is very rarely an occurrence for me. In what way could this possibly be appealing? And, even if it did appeal to my senses, how could a troll possibly be hotter than the sun our dear Cecile so desperately misses? I can’t answer these questions with coherent and well thought out answers, but I can assure you of one thing: Tristan. Okaaaaayyyy so….a book about trolls? Really? I mean, come on. I could neither run nor hide, and no one can fight the dark. From this darkness and this place, there was no escape. It was not like the sense of drowning, where there is a chance to flee to the surface. It was not like the terror of running from a wolf, always knowing you can turn and fight. *Buddy read with my wonderful friend, Kat* Stolen Songbird ( The Malediction Trilogy #1) Yearly Favorite Standalone Recommendations. ![]()
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