A review by elaichipod
The Serpent and the Wings of Night by Carissa Broadbent

adventurous dark medium-paced

• Plot- or character-driven? A mix
• Strong character development? Yes
• Loveable characters? Yes
• Diverse cast of characters? Yes
• Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

5.0

This was the most amazing book I have ever read. I tried giving it a 5.75. Alas, StoryGraph does not allow that. I finished it within 24 hours, even though I had 6 hours of classes today. I am in awe with everything about this book. Everything about this story was so magical and hypnotizing. I love Oraya. I love Raihn. I love Vincent. The characters in this story are so multi-dimensional and the entire plotline is so thorough. All of the characters are so dynamic and the villains are so real! Raihn's "There she is" made my heart flutter so many times, even at the worst timing. Usually, I have a hard time grasping high fantasy books, but with this one, I was wholly roped in. The plot twist had me taking a break and walking around in circles in my room. It was crazy! I am screaming here!! I feel like I went through my entire known range of emotions in the past 24 hours. I can't wait for the next book to come out. 

Ch 4

You do not have to do this, my little serpent,” he said softly. “I realize only now that perhaps I never told you that.”

Ch 20

“Go away.” 

“That’s an uncharacteristically boring retort.” 

It was. Almost embarrassing.

Ch 21

“How long have you been doing this?” Raihn asked, at last. 

“I don’t know,” I lied. “A few years.” 

Six years, two months, and fourteen days. 

“And I have to assume our great Nightborn savior doesn’t know.” 

I shot him a warning glance.

He laughed just enough to reveal a glimpse of pointed teeth. 

“You know, part of the reason why I wanted to ally with you was because of that look. That fucking face. It’s just so… so…” He clamped his lips shut, and his features twitched as if he was getting ready to mimic me and then—wisely—thought better of it. 

“Forget it.”

Ch 44

“One night. I don’t plan on wasting any of it. I have a list, remember.”

A list, I thought as he kissed me again, hard, and my arms fell around his neck, and I lost myself in him all over again.

A fucking list.

The most beautiful word in the Goddess-damned world.