A Conjuring of Light: A Novel (Shades of Magic, 3)
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A Conjuring of Light: A Novel (Shades of Magic, 3)

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"Addictive and immersive, this series is a must-read." ―Entertainment Weekly

The thrilling conclusion to #1 New York Times bestselling author V. E. Schwab's beloved world of parallel Londons―now at the brink of collapse. Loyalties will be tested, and sacrifices will be made...

As darkness sweeps the Maresh empire, the once-precarious balance of power among the four Londons has reached its breaking point.

Now, as an ancient enemy returns from another world to bring chaos and decay, friends and foes must unite in a desperate race to save themselves from the end of the world.

"If you haven’t picked up the Shades of Magic series before, do so. A Darker Shade of Magic is good; A Gathering of Shadows is better; A Conjuring of Light blows them both away. " ―Culturess on A Conjuring of Light

"All the hallmarks of a classic work of fantasy...Schwab has given us a gem of a tale." ―Deborah Harkness, New York Times bestselling author of The All Souls trilogy

Other books by V. E. Schwab

The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue

Shades of Magic series

  • A Darker Shade of Magic
  • A Gathering of Shadows
  • A Conjuring of Light

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ISBN-10

1250891248

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978-1250891242

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640 pages

Language

English

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Tor Books

Publication date

July 10, 2023

Dimensions

5.45 x 1.65 x 8.25 inches

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1.17 pounds



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“Flawless...the bittersweet conclusion is a fitting one for a...series that redefines epic.” ―Publishers Weekly, starred review, on A Conjuring of Light

“Desperate gambits, magical battles, and meaningful sacrifice make this a thrilling read.” ―Kirkus Reviews, starred review, on A Conjuring of Light

“Filled with incident and emotion, with difficulty and heartbreak and anger. Subversive.” ―NPR on A Gathering of Shadows

“Schwab has given us a gem of a tale.” ―Deborah Harkness, New York Times bestselling author of The All Souls trilogy, on A Darker Shade of Magic


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CHAPTER 1

Delilah Bard — always a thief, recently a magician, and one day, hopefully, a pirate — was running as fast as she could.

Hold on, Kell, she thought as she sprinted through the streets of Red London, still clutching the shard of stone that had once been part of Astrid Dane's mouth. A token stolen in another life, when magic and the idea of multiple worlds were new to her. When she had only just discovered that people could be possessed, or bound like rope, or turned to stone.

Fireworks thundered in the distance, met by cheers and chants and music, all the sounds of a city celebrating the end of the Essen Tasch, the tournament of magic. A city oblivious to the horror happening at its heart. And back at the palace, the prince of Arnes — Rhy — was dying, which meant that somewhere, a world away, so was Kell.

Kell. The name rang through her with all the force of an order, a plea.

Lila reached the road she was looking for and staggered to a stop, knife already out, blade pressing to the flesh of her hand. Her heart pounded as she turned her back on the chaos and pressed her bleeding palm — and the stone still curled within it — to the nearest wall.

Twice before Lila had made this journey, but always as a passenger.

Always using Kell's magic.

Never her own.

And never alone.

But there was no time to think, no time to be afraid, and certainly no time to wait.

Chest heaving and pulse high, Lila swallowed and said the words, as boldly as she could. Words that belonged only on the lips of a blood magician. An Antari. Like Holland. Like Kell.

"As Travars."

The magic sang up her arm, and through her chest, and then the city lurched around her, gravity twisting as the world gave way.

Lila thought it would be easy or, at least, simple.

Something you either survived, or did not.

She was wrong.

CHAPTER 2

A world away, Holland was drowning.

He fought to the surface of his own mind, only to be forced back down into the dark water by a will as strong as iron. He fought, and clawed, and gasped for air, strength leaching out with every violent thrash, every desperate struggle. It was worse than dying, because dying gave way to death, and this did not.

There was no light. No air. No strength. It had all been taken, severed, leaving only darkness and, somewhere beyond the crush, a voice shouting his name.

Kell's voice —

Too far away.

Holland's grip faltered, slipped, and he was sinking again.

All he had ever wanted was to bring the magic back — to see his world spared from its slow, inexorable death — a death caused first by the fear of another London, and then by the fear of his own.

All Holland wanted was to see his world restored.

Revived.

He knew the legends — the dreams — of a magician powerful enough to do it. Strong enough to breathe air back into its starved lungs, to quicken its dying heart.

For as long as Holland could remember, that was all he'd wanted.

And for as long as Holland could remember, he had wanted the magician to be him.

Even before the darkness bloomed across his eye, branding him with the mark of power, he'd wanted it to be him. He'd stood on the banks of the Sijlt as a child, skating stones across the frozen surface, imagining that he would be the one to crack the ice. Stood in the Silver Wood as a grown man, praying for the strength to protect his home. He'd never wanted to be king, though in the stories the magician always was. He didn't want to rule the world. He only wanted to save it.

Athos Dane had called this arrogance, that first night, when Holland was dragged, bleeding and half conscious, into the new king's chambers. Arrogance and pride, he'd chided, as he carved his curse into Holland's skin.

Things to be broken.

And Athos had. He'd broken Holland one bone, one day, one order at a time. Until all Holland wanted, more than the ability to save his world, more than the strength to bring the magic back, more than anything, was for it to end.

It was cowardice, he knew, but cowardice came so much easier than hope.

And in that moment by the bridge, when Holland lowered his guard and let the spoiled princeling Kell drive the metal bar through his chest, the first thing he felt — the first and last and only thing he felt — was relief.

That it was finally over.

Only it wasn't.

It is a hard thing, to kill an Antari.

When Holland woke, lying in a dead garden, in a dead city, in a dead world, the first thing he felt then was pain. The second thing was freedom. Athos Dane's hold was gone, and Holland was alive — broken, but alive.

And stranded.

Trapped in a wounded body in a world with no door at the mercy of another king. But this time, he had a choice.

A chance to set things right.

He'd stood, half dead, before the onyx throne, and spoken to the king carved in stone, and traded freedom for a chance to save his London, to see it bloom again. Holland made the deal, paid with his own body and soul. And with the shadow king's power, he had finally brought the magic back, seen his world bloom into color, his people's hope revived, his city restored.

He'd done everything he could, given up everything he had, to keep it safe.

But it still was not enough.

Not for the shadow king, who always wanted more, who grew stronger every day and craved chaos, magic in its truest form, power without control.

Holland was losing hold of the monster in his skin.

And so he'd done the only thing he could.

He'd offered Osaron another vessel.

"Very well ..." said the king, the demon, the god. "But if they cannot be persuaded, I will keep your body as my own."

And Holland agreed — how could he not?

Anything for London.

And Kell — spoiled, childish, headstrong Kell, broken and powerless and snared by that damned collar — had still refused.

Of course he had refused.

Of course —

The shadow king had smiled then, with Holland's own mouth, and he had fought, with everything he could summon, but a deal was a deal and the deal was done and he felt Osaron surge up — that single, violent motion — and Holland was shoved down, into the dark depths of his own mind, forced under by the current of the shadow king's will.

Helpless, trapped within a body, within a deal, unable to do anything but watch, and feel, and drown.

"Holland!"

Kell's voice cracked as he strained his broken body against the frame, the way Holland had once, when Athos Dane first bound him. Broke him. The cage leached away most of Kell's power; the collar around his throat cut off the rest. There was a terror in Kell's eyes, a desperation that surprised him.

"Holland, you bastard, fight back!"

He tried, but his body was no longer his, and his mind, his tired mind, was sinking down, down —

Give in, said the shadow king.

"Show me you're not weak!" Kell's voice pushed through. "Prove you're not still a slave to someone else's will!"

You cannot fight me.

"Did you really come all the way back to lose like this?"

I've already won.

"Holland!"

Holland hated Kell, and in that moment, the hatred was almost enough to drive him up, but even if he wanted to rise to the other Antari's bait, Osaron was unyielding.

Holland heard his own voice, then, but of course it wasn't his. A twisted imitation by the monster wearing his skin. In Holland's hand, a crimson coin, a token to another London, Kell's London, and Kell was swearing and throwing himself against his bonds until his chest heaved and his wrists were bloody.

Useless.

It was all useless.

Once again he was a prisoner in his own body. Kell's voice echoed through the dark.

You've just traded one master for another.

They were moving now, Osaron guiding Holland's body. The door closed behind them, but Kell's screams still hurled themselves against the wood, shattering into broken syllables and strangled cries.

Ojka stood in the hall, sharpening her knives. She looked up, revealing the crescent scar on one cheek, and her two-toned eyes, one yellow, the other black. An Antari forged by their hands — by their mercy.

"Your Majesty," she said, straightening.

Holland tried to rise up, tried to force his voice across their — his — lips, but when speech came, the words were Osaron's.

"Guard the door. Let no one pass."

A flicker of a smile across the red slash of Ojka's mouth. "As you wish."

The palace passed in a blur, and then they were outside, passing the statues of the Dane twins at the base of the stairs, moving swiftly beneath a bruised sky through a garden now flanked by trees instead of bodies.

What would become of it, without Osaron, without him? Would the city continue to flourish? Or would it collapse, like a body stripped of life?

Please, he begged silently. This world needs me.

"There is no point," said Osaron aloud, and Holland felt sick to be the thought in their head instead of the word. "It is already dead," continued the king. "We will start over. We will find a world worthy of our strength."

They reached the garden wall and Osaron drew a dagger from the sheath at their waist. The bite of steel on flesh was nothing, as if Holland had been cut off from his very senses, buried too deep to feel anything but Osaron's grip. But as the shadow king's fingers streaked through the blood and lifted Kell's coin to the wall, Holland struggled up one last time.

He couldn't win back his body — not yet — not all of it — but perhaps he didn't need everything.

One hand. Five fingers.

He threw every ounce of strength, every shred of will, into that one limb, and halfway to the wall, it stopped, hovering in the air.

Blood trickled down his wrist. Holland knew the words to break a body, to turn it to ice, or ash, or stone.

All he had to do was guide his hand to his own chest.

All he had to do was shape the magic —

Holland could feel the annoyance ripple through Osaron. Annoyance, but not rage, as if this last stand, this great protest, was nothing but an itch.

How tedious.

Holland kept fighting, even managed to guide his hand an inch, two.

Let go, Holland, warned the creature in his head.

Holland forced the last of his will into his hand, dragging it another inch.

Osaron sighed.

It did not have to be this way.

Osaron's will hit him like a wall. His body didn't move, but his mind slammed backward, pinned beneath a crushing pain. Not the pain he'd felt a hundred times, the kind he'd learned to exist beyond, outside, the kind he might escape. This pain was rooted in his very core. It lit him up, sudden and bright, every nerve burning with such searing heat that he screamed and screamed and screamed inside his head, until the darkness finally — mercifully — closed over him, forcing him under and down.

And this time, Holland didn't try to surface.

This time, he let himself drown.

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About the authors

V. E. Schwab

V. E. Schwab

VICTORIA “V. E.” SCHWAB is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of more than twenty books, including the acclaimed Shades of Magic series, the Villains series, the Cassidy Blake series and the international bestseller The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. Her work has received critical acclaim, translated into over two dozen languages, and optioned for television and film. First Kill – a YA vampire series based on Schwab’s short story of the same name – is currently in the works at Netflix with Emma Roberts’ Belletrist Productions producing. When she's not haunting Paris streets or trudging up English hillsides, she lives in Edinburgh, Scotland, and is usually tucked in the corner of a coffee shop, dreaming up monsters.

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Chelscey

Chelscey

5

Schwab's writing is a delight

Reviewed in the United States on December 20, 2022

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It’s taken me longer than anticipated to finish this series mainly because I didn’t really love the second book in Shades of Magic as much as I did the first. Certain main characters in the second book just really got on my nerves, and we’ll leave it at that. So “A Conjuring of Light” sat on my shelves, waiting ever so patiently, for me to stop being petty and just finish the series. The third book picks up immediately after the second book, so if you’re like me and waited a while to return you’re going to need a bit of a refresher and recap before diving in, because the story doesn’t really allow for that right off the bat. But our main characters know from the start (or close to it) just what they face, and what will happen if they don’t deal with this threat, and atone for their own mistakes. Cue redemption arcs for everyone! Sure, some characters are redeemed more than others but I always love a good redemption. I love watching characters face the consequences of previous actions, and I love having those characters grow from the experience and strengthen their own relationships in the process. So, in a nutshell: I thoroughly enjoyed this book, especially compared to “A Gathering of Shadows”.

I love Schwab’s emotive writing, always have, always will, but it is one of those styles that you either love or hate and I get that. I personally tend to love it. Her writing is always emotional without coming across as redundant and I find that to be truly lovely, especially given all the POV characters we get in this book. We get more backstory of what Holland endured before the Dane’s got to him and I loved seeing the brutality that is White London through his eyes before he became an unwilling puppet to Athos and Astrid. For a character who really messed up in his desire for freedom, these tiny flashback moments really helped to show just how tragic Holland always was and made him facing his consequences all the more impactful. Even Lila deals more with her grief this time and I really enjoyed watching her mature emotionally. She’s always been this “devil be damned” type character, but after my issues with her in book 2, let’s just say she really needed this character growth. Then there is poor Kell and Rhy, ugh, RHY. My heart constantly aches, breaks, patches itself up, and then breaks all over again for these brothers. Schwab has never been kind to them and the things they live through in this book is no different. So be prepared for the emotional rollercoaster this relationship will put you through. We also learn more about King and Queen Maresh and while I loved learning about the king and the sacrifices he made for his people, I can’t say the same thing for the queen… Either way, I can confidently say that this book is the most character driven of the three, which obviously shows in the sheer length of the story.

The plot can be a bit slow at times because of the POV shifts, some of which were not really that necessary, let’s be honest, but I didn’t mind them either. There are still some lingering questions about Kell and Lila’s origins which, now that Schwab has announced more books in this series may actually get answered. I think if I had read this earlier, when that new set of books in this world hadn’t been announced, the open-ended questions about these two main characters would probably bother me more, but such is my faith in Schwab that I trust her to not just leave those things open forever especially given where both Lila and Kell are at the end of this book. Additionally, Osaron didn’t feel as menacing as he was in “A Gathering of Shadows”. There was more tension prior to the final showdown with him then during the actual altercation which has me wondering if Schwab is up to something there was well, but we’ll see!

Was this book perfect? No. Was this series without its flaws? Also no. But does Schwab know how to write an amazing character driven novel full of rich personalities and emotive writing that can leave you gutted? Yes, an emphatic yes! Ultimately, that’s what makes me love this book in particular: Schwab’s writing and the way she made me care for characters like Holland with an intensity I didn’t think was possible. I still think I may wait a bit to see what’s up with the new books in this series before diving in, because if certain arcs don’t get more attention, and certain questions aren’t answered, I may come back and change this rating. But for now, this is a very comfortable 5 star read for me with a satisfying conclusion to the first trilogy in this series.

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Bee

5

Amazing

Reviewed in the United States on May 3, 2024

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"Love and loss are like a ship and the sea. They rise together. The more we love, the more we have to lose. But the only way to avoid loss is to avoid love. And what a sad world that would be" - Tieren Serense

All my homies hate Cora [two faced], whatever her brothers name is [loser], coras mom [terrible mother] and her dad [he aint do nothin but screw him]. Jastra as well, she was annoying from the jump.

I love me some Alucard [remarkable magician, ate down], Rhy [stunning, charming prince], Kell [amazing antari], Lila [A1 character development fr, she eats]. I love me some Tieren and Hastra as well ugh. And my poor baby HOLLAND✨️ [He deserves paradise]

This entire series was like watching a shonen anime. With different arcs and each book being a different season. It had lots of fights and magic that translated so well from the pages to my imagination. All

The this book was a great ending to the series. I went through almost all of my feelings reading this..happiness, sadness, grief, excitement, exhaustion, anger...etc. The way she writes is very descriptive so that you understand and its not word vomit. Anyways this book eats down!

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Robin Snyder

Robin Snyder

5

4.5 Lila please don't stab me Stars. Very Satifying Conclusion to the series.

Reviewed in the United States on March 19, 2017

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Perspective is everything. You really can’t judge another person until you walk a mile in their shoes. I was upset with Holland in the last book but I sort of understood where he was coming from. In this book though when you get flashbacks to his life in White London and the tragedy of it along with how much he wanted to save it only too know it was doomed, well it gave me perspective. After that I really couldn’t help but like the guy most of the time and hope that he made it out alive and might save his beloved home. Did he???? Well to find that out and more you will have to read the book.

We hit the ground running pretty hard in this book and it really only let up a few times for us to catch our breath.

Overall for this series I really enjoy the writing and the way the story is conveyed. The present and flashback scenes work for me as a reader to give more depth to the characters and the motivations they have. The prose is something that I really enjoyed as well statements like

*** In palace balls and tournament games they were mismatched, awkward, but they understood each other here and now, surrounded by danger and death.***

And

*** Now that Alucard was alive and more or less upright, Rhy couldn’t bring himself to look at his lover, and couldn’t bear to look away, so he ended up doing both and neither. It had been so long since Rhy’d been able to study his face. Three summers. Three winters. Three years, and the prince’s heart still cracked along the lines Alucard had made. ***

This was not a happy tale. There are happy parts but with that thing that came from Black London there is so much death everywhere. So many moments where someone I had come to like ended up dying. Some of those deaths were heroic and some shocking and devastating. This is not a book where in the middle you are sure that the hero will make it to the end. This is a story where you are pretty sure that at least one of the characters you have become extremely attached to will not come out of the other side alive.

*** “Myths do not happen all at once. They do not spring forth whole into the world. They form slowly, rolled between the hands of time until their edges smooth, until the saying of the story gives enough weight to the words—to the memories—to keep them rolling on their own.” ***

I would say that this is a very good wrap up to the initial story that was presented to the reader. BUT…I think that maybe we could see some more in this world as some various interesting things were opened up by the end. I for one really wanted to know more about the magic across the different Londons and if there could be a way to find a balance for it. Is White London really as doomed but in a different way than Black London? Is Gray London getting some seepage of magic into it since Ned is now able to do very limited magic where there should be none? Did Red London do something to siphon the magic into that world and that is why there isn’t a balance? Just so you know none of those questions were answered and I’m totally fine with it since that wasn’t what the story was about but if there are more books in this world I hope that is covered.

I really like all the character connections in this story. Rhy & Kell’s brotherly love for one another, Holland & Kell with their begrudging respect of the other, Kell & Lila and their acceptable of exactly who the other is and Rhy & Alucard for the love affair they once shared and the hope that they can find that once again. And then of course there is the relationship of all of them against the big bad that is the sentient magic from Black London. Each relationship got at least one shining moment in this if not more and it was enough for me. Rhy & Kell’s bond is so special though

*** Rhy shook his head, exasperated. “Kell isn't the only one you fail to understand. My bond with him didn't start with this curse. You wanted him to kill for me, die for me, protect me at all costs. Well, Mother, you got your wish. You simple failed to realize that that kind of love, that bond, it goes both ways. I would kill for him, and I would die for him, and I will protect him however I am able, from Faro and Vesk, from White London, and Black London, and from you.” ***

Overall as a series I really enjoy how this all played out. There are some HEAs, there are some consequences to live with and there are some heroic deaths but all in all every main character had their moment in the spotlight to really shine with what they were capable of doing and I feel like this story completed itself very nicely. That said I’m hoping for some other stories set in this world.

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Sneaky Burrito

4

definitely better than book two for me, but not quite as good as book one

Reviewed in the United States on March 10, 2017

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I loved the first book in this series and I was less than enthusiastic about book two. My main problem with book two was the magic tournament. I just wasn't interested in this as a major event in the book; instead, the events happening behind the scenes, so to speak, were much more interesting. Thus, I was still excited to read this novel, book three. Because there can't be TWO magic tournaments in one series, right?

And this was definitely better than book two, though, at least to me, probably not as good as book one. If you are a fan of the series, definitely read it. If you were put off by book two, I'd still encourage you to read this one -- it is much better, plus you get some resolution. If you haven't started the series at all, go back to book one. This won't make the least bit of sense without it. (Also there are minor spoilers for books one and two here.)

There aren't really any new characters introduced here. All the major players were in books one and two. They may have had minor roles in the previous books (e.g., some sailors) but they are familiar faces. (I kind of think the second book, in addition to having the magic tournament, was an excuse to introduce a bunch of minor players for a side-plot that occurs near the end of this book.) Anyway, our main characters are Kell, an Antari (basically a top-level magic user) who has been adopted into the royal family of Arnes (where a parallel London exists), Lila, a thief from this book's equivalent of our world, Rhy, Kell's adoptive brother, Holland, Kell's Antari nemesis from yet another parallel London, and Alucard, a noble from Arnes who has been a mentor to Lila, an adversary to Kell, and a lover to Rhy.

I'll be honest, I didn't like Holland in the previous books. I think we weren't supposed to. We find out a lot more about him, about what's been driving him, here, and he becomes much more sympathetic. Holland's backstory is a good way to work in character development in a book with no new characters. (We also get a little background on Rhy's parents, as they get a few POV scenes. I found it difficult to identify with Emira, Rhy's mother, but Maxim, his father, was a bit easier to understand. I am going to have to take these bits about them and go back and think about their parts in books one and two now, to see if their actions make more sense. It is a little odd placing these bits of information here, near the end of the series, with Rhy really coming into his own. But if you like character studies, there is something for you here.)

I'm going to take a detour here and talk about what I didn't like. There were a couple of mysteries hinted at in earlier volumes that weren't resolved to my satisfaction. We learned earlier on that Lila was missing an eye and had a glass eye, but we never find out the circumstances surrounding the loss of her eye. We can speculate based on what we find out about her abilities in this book, but that is not quite the same as getting actual answers. Also, Kell wonders a lot about his past in the previous books; even his name comes from initials carved into his arm (KL). The speculation about Kell's past is at its highest point when he is on the outs with the royal family in Arnes in book two, but he gets a little more information here and then just kind of drops it. It's almost like the author remembered she hadn't handled this at the last minute and inserted the bit where he is given key information at the last minute. It's not really believable to me that someone who spent all of book two feeling put out that he had basically been used as a possession by his adoptive family, never allowed to leave the city, etc., suddenly accepts the Arnesian royals and forgets about everything else. In the scope of things, I guess these are minor, but they stand out to me, nonetheless.

Anyway, another thing I didn't care for was the main antagonist (Osaron). Although he does have some flaws that are, of course, exploited by the good guys, he is just too one-dimensional for me. He is a creature of magic and although it is tempting to read human motivations in him, he doesn't really have human characteristics. (On the other hand, I generally like the strategies the "good guys" come up with to deal with him. There are some successes -- including by members of the royal guard, priests, and other everyday people, not just the powerful main protagonists. But there are also some failures.)

One final complaint: at multiple points in the book, an object that was desperately needed by the characters to further the plot was mentioned. Once, it was a map. Another time, it was a particular artifact (the name of which escapes me). The map, at least, had been mentioned going all the way back to book one, though Lila, to whom it used to belong, didn't know what its purpose was. But in any case, each time the existence of such an object was mentioned, some character knew exactly where to find one. (One could make a similar argument about some rings found by Kell at the equivalent of a magic flea market. Although in that instance, he didn't even know what he needed and it still fell into his lap.)

What I did like: I was just more interested in reading this book than book two. I got through it a lot faster, chose to read instead of doing other things, etc. That is nearly always a good sign for me. Events surrounding Holland kept me guessing, too. Holland was actually a big strength for me in this book. He's a tragic character, but he and Kell are also stand-ins for their respective societies' treatment of magic and Antari and the struggle to survive. Holland knows more but he had to know more to get by. He's broken inside by what he's had to do, but he retains a bit of the idealism or optimism of his past.

A lot more was at stake in this book than just bragging rights for a tournament winner, and that was also appreciated. Plus, we get to see a little more of the world here. (What we see fits nicely with what we already know about Arnes and the surrounding lands and sea.) Despite some heroic efforts, everyone takes losses.

Other aspects of the book -- the writing style, the worldbuilding, etc. -- fit right in with everything developed in the previous two volumes. There are a few made-up words, but they generally fall under two categories (1) describing things that don't exist in our world or (2) activate spells (e.g., for the Antari to travel), so these don't bother me overly much. Other than that, honestly, the writing is not so noticeable. It simply fades to the background as it does its job of telling the story.

Even though I had a lot of issues with this book, I'm inclined to go easy on it as far as a star rating goes. I feel that it does need more stars than I gave book two, but not as many as I gave book one, and that leaves a 4. This is probably more of a 3.5 for me, but I'll round up.

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Amanda @ Literary Weaponry

4

A magical end to a wonderful trilogy

Reviewed in the United States on March 1, 2017

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I’m sitting here staring at a blank screen, completely unsure of where to start. I came across the first book of this series, A Darker Shade of Magic by V.E. Schwab, only last month. I devoured it and the second book, A Gathering of Shadows, in three days. I couldn’t get enough. The characters were diverse and had depth and the story was completely engrossing. So, of course, I immediately got on Amazon and pre-ordered the third book which came out Feb 21st, 2017. The thing is that when it was delivered I postponed starting on it. I didn’t want the story to be finished. This world Schwab created had gotten to me and I knew that once I read this book it would be over. Sure, you can go back and re-read a book as many times as you like but there is only one first time. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye to that magic.

Obviously, I finally gave in. I was not disappointed.

“Love and loss,” he said, “are like a ship and the sea. They rise together. The more we love, the more we have to lose. But the only way to avoid loss is to avoid love. And what a sad world that would be.”

We return to the story exactly where A Gathering of Shadows left off. Kell has been captured and taken to White London where he is being mercilessly tortured. Because of their magical bond that means every pain inflicted upon Kell is felt by his brother, prince Rhy. Lila understands what is happening and takes off to save Kell. Go Lila! It is difficult not to love such a strong, determined character. She takes matters into her own hands and usually comes out on top. If you are the kind of person that looks for a a strong female lead in literature you could do a lot worse than Lila Bard.

Kell’s capture is the beginning of a devastating time for Red London. The city is under siege by an ancient enemy. Osaron, the dark king of Black London, has invaded Red and seeks to claim it for his own. Every citizen is at risk of being consumed by Osaron and precious few are able to avoid his dark grasp. It spreads through the city quickly and there is no one able to stop the onslaught of this black plague.

Once Lila succeeds at rescuing Kell they both return to their home in Red. Despite valiantly trying to save as many citizens as possible they are forced to retreat to the palace. The palace has been warded against Osaron’s onslaught and for now those few who are within it’s walls are safe. Now they must find a way to combat this usurper and save their citizens.

Kell, Lila, Alucard, and (surprisingly) Holland take on this task and work tirelessly to defeat Osaron once and for all.

This book has everything. A motley cast of characters that you can’t help but love and root for, the arch villain (who oddly reminded me of Ultron from The Avengers) set on destroying everything they hold dear, and the perilous task to stop him. Will the three Antari’s magic be enough?

Schwab’s conclusion to her Shades of Magic trilogy is wonderful and (shall I say it?) magical. She gives us something to root for while systematically breaking your heart. The writing is full of lovely details and has excellent flow. I will admit that it didn’t grab me as much as the first two books did but maybe that was just me avoiding the inevitable end to a fantastic story.

“Anoshe was a word for strangers in the street, and lovers between meetings, for parents and children, friends and family. It softened the blow of leaving. Eased the strain of parting. A careful nod to the certainty of today, the mystery of tomorrow. When a friend left, with little chance of seeing home, they said anoshe. When a loved one was dying, they said anoshe. When corpses were burned, bodies given back to the earth and souls to the stream, those left grieving said anoshe.

Anoshe brought solace. And hope. And the strength to let go.”

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