Review by stefaniemasters - Scythe & Sparrow

stefaniemasters 's review for:

Scythe & Sparrow by Brynne Weaver

4.0

dark funny reflective fast-paced

Plot or Character Driven: A mix

Strong character development: Yes

Loveable characters: Yes

Diverse cast of characters: No

Flaws of characters a main focus: Complicated

While I don’t remember book two… this series has been strangely cathartic. The familial and outside dangerous men who have created trauma for myself and 1 in 3 women, not to mention other men and children, the dangerous people out there getting their payday is the main focus of this series. While there are at least two solid chapters of just sex scenes, they could be plucked out and the story and satisfaction of revenge, healing, and found family still remains. I don’t read many books from this genre, but I did unexpectedly enjoy this series. Rosie the raccoon is adorable! And I think we all should join an elderly crochet circle. 🤣

Quotes to talk you into to trying this series:

‘ Fionn lets out an exasperated sigh. "'Body disposal' was not on my list of trouble."

"You should have clarified that from the beginning." I push the beer in his direction. Fionn drags his hands down his face and looks toward the sky as though angels might swoop down and save him. But the more I watch him and try to decode the series of cogs and wheels that must be turning in the confines of his skull, the more I realize a critical detail. "You're not freaking out." Fionn turns his gaze to me, his eyes narrowing. "I am on the inside."

"Not that much. And you said 'killing,' not

'murdering.'"

"Same thing."

"Not really."

He folds his arms across his chest and squares off in front of me. "Explain."

"Killing is like, 'Someone is dead because of me, but maybe it's an oops-'"

Fionn snorts. "I highly doubt this is an 'oops.'"

"—But murder is like, 'I totally meant to do that.'"

"Did you mean to do it?"

"That's not the point."

"It's not?" he asks. I lift a shoulder, and Fionn's head tilts. "Then what could possibly be the point if it's not you fucking killed someone?"

"You said 'killed,' and 'killed' is nicer." I slosh the beer side to side in a last-chance gesture, but when he doesn't take it, I stuff it in the front pocket of my plaid shirt. "Your loss. Follow me, Doc," I say, positioning my crutches so I can safely hop down from the tailgate. ‘ (pg.80)

‘I know now that there's another side of me beneath those curated desires, and I don't know how deep that darkness goes.’

(pg. 142)

"It's okay to love your darkness and still love yourself. It doesn't make you a bad person. It makes you a whole one."

(pg. 157)

Content Warnings