A review by zoekatereads
Empire of the Damned by Jay Kristoff

5.0

“Life without books is a life not lived, Dior. There’s a magik like no other to be found in them. To open a book is to open a door – to another place, another time, another mind. And usually, mademoiselle, it’s a mind far sharper than your own.”

To quote the great literary scholar, Gabriel de León; “fuck my face”, what a read.

In the second instalment of Kristoff’s grimdark fantasy, we rejoin Gabriel de León and Jean-François as the Last Silversaint continues to recite his journey with the Holy Grail. Still hoping to learn the truth of how to end Daysdeath for good, Gabriel and Dior continue on their perilous venture.

Alliances with Coldbloods, the terrors of the Blood Voss hot on their heels, and the harsh reality of impending warfare. De León is facing battles on all sides, perhaps most dangerously, those within.

I’m fairly certain I experienced every emotion during this read, stages of grief included. I’ve laughed, I’ve cried (sobbed), blushed (Mr Kristoff knows what he’s doing