Series: Daughter of Smoke and Bone #1
Published by Little, Brown Books for Young Readers Pages: 418
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
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Around the world, black handprints are appearing on doorways, scorched there by winged strangers who have crept through a slit in the sky.
In a dark and dusty shop, a devil's supply of human teeth grown dangerously low.
And in the tangled lanes of Prague, a young art student is about to be caught up in a brutal otherwordly war.
Meet Karou. She fills her sketchbooks with monsters that may or may not be real; she's prone to disappearing on mysterious "errands"; she speaks many languages--not all of them human; and her bright blue hair actually grows out of her head that color. Who is she? That is the question that haunts her, and she's about to find out.
When one of the strangers--beautiful, haunted Akiva--fixes his fire-colored eyes on her in an alley in Marrakesh, the result is blood and starlight, secrets unveiled, and a star-crossed love whose roots drink deep of a violent past. But will Karou live to regret learning the truth about herself?
You know that book you’re reading right now? How about all those books on your “To be read” list? FORGET ABOUT ‘EM!
I first stumbled across Laini Taylor when I was encouraged by several of my GoodReader friends to read Lips Touch. So, I read it and while I enjoyed it, I wasn’t blown away. However, I think it was a “It’s not you, it’s me” situation because anthologies and I don’t really get along. I went into this book thinking it was just another PNR, Angel style. I couldn’t have been more wrong. If Romeo & Juliet and the story of the Trojan War had a literary baby, that in turn grew up, rebelled, and decided to have paranormal creatures in a fantasy sort of world, it would be Daughter of Smoke and Bone.
Okay, that makes almost no sense. Here, let me simplify it for you:
Karou is just your ordinary 17-year-old girl living as an art student in the beautiful city of Prague. She has blue hair, collects languages as birthday gifts, and runs errands collecting teeth. Okay, so maybe she’s not so “ordinary.” But one day, while running one of her “errands,” she runs into a mysterious stranger named Akiva who attacks her. After that moment, her life forever changes and she finds herself on the cusp of unraveling the secret behind her most burning question:“Who am I?”
There are some stories that make you say, “Wow! That person’s imagination was going into overdrive.” Harry Potter, Star Wars and the Pendragon series immediately come to mind. While reading Daughter of Smoke and Bone I was mesmerized by Taylor’s vivid descriptions and she easily fits in the above category as well. As with the first time I read a Laini Taylor novel, I had to get adjusted to her unique writing style. Karou and the mystery surrounding her past are so interesting you just sucked into the story. I literally could not put the book down and it took over my life for a few days causing me to abandon a few of my responsibilities.
“I’ll just read one more page then I cook dinner.”
“Well, I might as well finish this chapter since I’m halfway through it.”
“Darn. I forgot to feed the kids, but I’m hitting the climax…must.put.book.down.”
Thanks to crafty little plan of mine, AKA take-out, no one starved. That just shows you how addictive this book was for me!
And let’s talk about the love interest, Akiva. *sigh* Where do I begin with him?! Oh, ya! Hey Stephenie Meyer, this is how you write a tortured character. Akiva has a very real painful past that he carries with him. When he meets Karou, he’s drawn to her for some unknown reason and she to him. Wait, what’s that you say? Isn’t that insta-love? Preposterous! Laini Taylor is so above that. Don’t be fooled young padewon
like I was.
The first half of the book is so full of mystery it will have you begging for answers and Taylor does not disappoint. You’ve heard of that little rule “show, don’t tell?” Well, Laini is the freakin’ queen of doing just that. She shows you everything and by the end you’re like: