A review by booksandbraids
Bones & All by Camille DeAngelis

4.0

With the last sentence of chapter 11 my heart broke. I should have seen that ending coming but I just didn’t. That probably makes me stupid. I prefer to think of myself as a hopeless romantic.

“And beneath that heavy warmth, the safety I had conjured out of a bottle, I felt my stomach rumble.”

While the ending of chapter devastated me and I thought I would hate the ending/entire book because of it, I did actually manage to enjoy the absolute ending of the book. It’s strange to think of that ending as her growing as a person, but it really was. It was her accepting who she was and trying to have as successful/normal/happy a life as possible.

"I only took off my blouse to keep it clean," I said.
He grinned. "Then you may as well take off your skirt."
I shook my head and took a step backward, just out of reach. "Do you know what the Dewey decimal number is for cannibalism, Jason?" 
He looked at me blankly.
"It's three ninety-one point nine." Facts. I take such comfort in facts. "Want me to tell you why I know that?" 
He laughed as he came closer, his hand still hidden in his waistband. "Are you going to devour me, little Miss Bookworm?"
I took a step backward. "Demonology, one thirty-three."
"Tell me more," Jason whispered. "Are you a succubus, Maren?"
"If you don't leave—right now—I will eat you. Throat first, then the rest of you." I took a deep breath and waited, but in the space of a nasty little thought, a memory, wormed its way through. There are some things I'm never going to tell you no matter how many times you ask. All this time, I thought I'd wanted to know.
Jason's eyes shone in the gloom of the stacks. He stepped into me and ran his tongue along the edge of my jaw. "I had no idea you were so twisted."
I sighed as I pressed my lips to his neck. "Nobody ever does.”