Harrow the Ninth by Tamsyn Muir
You were always such a little bitch when you were angry.
1 star? 5 stars? 2 stars? 4?
Harrow the Ninth was my most anticipated release of 2020, and um, I don’t know? Was it the most brilliant thing I’ve ever read or was it an absolute disjointed train wreck? Can both be an answer? I will say that I cannot wait for Alecto the Ninth and I have no fucking clue what is going to happen to anyone in this series.
It was a bold choice to go with a second person point of view, and while it was confusing as hell (mainly because 75% of this book had me questioning literally everything that happened in Gideon).
Definitely read this one only if you adored Gideon and if you are mentally and physically and spiritually prepared to have your brain fucked.
I leave you with one quote that sums up the entire book without spoilers:
You had been the subject of attempted murder more times than you had fingers and toes. You had sat through a long, agonising dinner culminating in two elderly Lycters getting their tongues on God. Your mouth had been very nearly kissed. The calm that came over you as you went to murder [redacted] was the weary calm of someone who had already been tried within an inch of her fucking life.
If I wrote anything more, there would be spoilers, so I leave you with nothing.
I received this ARC from NetGalley for an honest review.