By the Angel, my hands are shaking as I'm trying to compose a decent review. I feel broken beyond repair, Cassandra Clare's words ravaged my sanity, shattered my soul and now I'm on my knees searching for tiny fragments, trying to put together what's left of me.
“I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love”
Parabatai. Two warriors bound for life, one soul in two bodies. Your shelter, your friend, your better half. Emma and Julian have always looked out for each other, fought together, chased away the bad dreams, bandaged the physical and the mental wounds. But what happens when this unconditional love turns into something else? Severe punishment, a life apart, a life devoid of meaning. While Emma and the Blackthorns investigate a murderous cult associated with necromantic powers, the stakes are high. Emma can finally find out what happened to her parents and Julian can get his brother back. But when forbidden feelings come to surface, they may endanger everything they hold dear. Their family, their honor, their bond.
“We are bound together, Emma, bound together- I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I'm yours and you're mine, you've always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!”
After the Mortal Instruments and the Infernal Devices I thought I was ready for anything Cassandra Clare would put me through. After all, I survived Clockwork Princess' epilogue. Barely. And then came Lady Midnight and I realized that no power, earthy or heavenly, could have prepared me for this, no iratze could heal my broken heart, no amount of words could possibly describe how much I love this woman, even though she is such a sadist. A terrible, cruel sadist. She can inflict every feeling that crosses your mind, from sorrow and anger and bitterness to elation, hope, happiness and love. Tears of joy, tears of laughter, tears of pain, tears of longing, tears of relief, my eyes were constantly wet.
She delivered a story full of action, ass-kicking, suspense and mystery entwined with romance, heartache and the struggles of a broken family to stay together against all odds. An all-entrancing plotline with jaw-dropping moments and hold-your-breath moments and by-the-Angel-I-actually-feel-pity-for-the-villain moments. Ruthless fairies, secrets, bloody lotteries, lies, dark magic and gross demons in a kingdom by the sea, a lost love and a promise for revenge, all of them combined resulted into a mesmerizing tale you never wanted to end. And there's more.
“Why all these paintings of you? Because I am an artist, Emma. These pictures are my heart. And if my heart was a canvas, every square inch of it would be painted over with you.”
My poor, poor Julian.
A hero worthy of his Herondale blood. Julian was deprived of his childhood, he became a father and a mother to his youngest siblings, he was forced to grow up, be responsible, put aside his wants and needs and bear the weight of the world in his shoulders. He was the glue that kept his family together. He was a gentle soul but ruthless and cunning at the same time, he had to make terrible choices and hide everything he felt. His only refugee was Emma. Stubborn, disobedient, arrogant and wild Emma, who at times was blinded by her need for revenge but cared about Julian so much that made you warm inside. The tension, the longing, the understanding between them gave us a love story that can inspire poems because of its beauty and its tragedy. But every character in this book had a different kind of tragedy to deal with. I was angry at Mark and his ignorance and wrong choices for a long time, but the way he rose to the circumstances won me over. The rest of the Blackthorns were without exceptions amazing characters, and I fought the urge to reach and hug Ty and tell him everything was going to be alright. They deserve alright.
Of course there was also humour and sassiness that made me burst into loud laughter, and dear Lord the Clace and Malec and Sizzy feels made me squeal! Let me tell you this, Jace became a seriously fine adult. I am and always will be a die-hard Wessa fan but I liked the glimpses at Jem and Tessa, even though my heart was crying for Will. I just miss him so much.
The one who understands your music.”
As for the ending, I have to say only one thing: Emma Cordelia Carstairs, if you proceed with your appalling plan, no power from Heaven or Hell will be able to save you from my wrath.