I, Medusa: By Ayana Gray (Book Review)
Ayana Gray’s I, Medusa is a bold retelling that takes a figure long relegated to the margins of myth and gives her interiority, agency, and a…
The Things Gods Break: By Abigail Owen (Book Review)
The Things Gods Break is the second instalment in Abigail Owen’s The Crucible series, and it brings readers right back into the turmoil left…
Blackthorn: By J.T. Geissinger (Book Review)
J.T. Geissinger’s Blackthorn is a novel that mixes romance with supernatural unease, and it does so with unapologetic boldness.
How Fantasy Books Are Evolving
How fantasy books are evolving today can be seen in the explosive rise of romantasy, the growing demand for diverse voices, and the embrace of…
The Strength of the Few: By James Islington (Book Review)
The Strength of the Few By James Islington proves that fantasy sequels can be brave without losing coherence or emotional impact.
Brigands & Breadknives: By Travis Baldree (Book Review)
Travis Baldree’s Legends & Lattes universe has always felt like a warm corner table: familiar faces, steady comfort, and an atmosphere that…
Empire of the Dawn: By Jay Kristoff (Book Review)
Jay Kristoff’s Empire of the Dawn closes the curtain on the Empire of the Vampire saga with a finale that is at once savage and soulful.
The House Saphir: By Marissa Meyer (Book Review)
Marissa Meyer’s The House Saphir arrives as a smart, atmospheric twist on a centuries-old folktale
Fallen City: By Adrienne Young (Book Review)
Adrienne Young’s Fallen City is a novel that wears its ambitions openly: it wants to be a political epic, a tragic love story, and a…
The Ascended: By Bree Grenwich and Parker Lennox (Book Review)
The Ascended doesn’t just entertain — it rattles you. Bree Grenwich and Parker Lennox crafted a world where pain shapes destiny and love…
The Wrath of the Fallen: By Amber V. Nicole (Book Review)
Amber V. Nicole isn’t playing it safe. The Wrath of the Fallen — the fourth book in the Gods & Monsters saga
Hazelthorn: By C.G. Drews (Book Review)
CG Drews’s Hazelthorn doesn’t knock politely — it curls in like a creeping vine and refuses to be ignored.