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fatpositivemotherhood 's review for:
Craving Carla
by Tessa Stone
dark
hopeful
informative
mysterious
slow-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:
No
Amari is my favorite kind of asshole MMC. You know the type broody, intense, morally gray but obsessed with one woman? Yeah, that’s him. And I ate it UP.
This book is the perfect mix of paranormal and contemporary romance with just the right amount of dark flair. Tessa Stone keeps expanding the Wintermoon universe, and I swear every new coven, pack, and messy supernatural situation makes me more obsessed. I even found myself loving the historical elements woven in—which is saying a lot because I am not a historical girlie like that.
That library scene? Had me HOLLERING. I could clearly picture Amari’s tall behind chasing Kemnebi like a damn sitcom moment and still somehow sexy.
But what really got me was the bond—or the lack of it. Seeing two characters fall in love without being bound by Fate? That’s the good stuff. Carla chose Amari. He chose her. Not because Fate or a Mark said so, but because their hearts did. And that kind of intentional love just hits different.
There are a few repeated phrases, but not in the annoying way. More like a poetic echo that stitches the whole story together. The line “It’s the first place I’ve felt safe in centuries” hit harder when both Carla and Amari reflected on it separately. That’s sync. That’s depth.
Also…Anora?? Baby girl is terrifying now. Her energy is pure danger wrapped in glam.
And don’t get me started on Amir. Frustrating little chaos magnet. He stays in some mess.
The witches of Wintermoon though? Certified badasses. The way they ride for their men but stay powerful in their own right? Yes ma’am.
Now. WHO is this scientist making creatures because I have questions and I’m a little intrigued 👀
This might be my favorite couple in the whole series. They’re not perfect. They’re raw and messy and honest, and I love watching them earn their happiness. It’s not wrapped in a pretty bow it’s earned, carved out of pain and choice and grit.
I say this every time, but THIS is my favorite Tessa Stone book yet.
Oh and let’s be real: Amari? Biggest EATER in Wintermoon. That man is not playing! 😭🔥
This book is the perfect mix of paranormal and contemporary romance with just the right amount of dark flair. Tessa Stone keeps expanding the Wintermoon universe, and I swear every new coven, pack, and messy supernatural situation makes me more obsessed. I even found myself loving the historical elements woven in—which is saying a lot because I am not a historical girlie like that.
That library scene? Had me HOLLERING. I could clearly picture Amari’s tall behind chasing Kemnebi like a damn sitcom moment and still somehow sexy.
But what really got me was the bond—or the lack of it. Seeing two characters fall in love without being bound by Fate? That’s the good stuff. Carla chose Amari. He chose her. Not because Fate or a Mark said so, but because their hearts did. And that kind of intentional love just hits different.
There are a few repeated phrases, but not in the annoying way. More like a poetic echo that stitches the whole story together. The line “It’s the first place I’ve felt safe in centuries” hit harder when both Carla and Amari reflected on it separately. That’s sync. That’s depth.
Also…Anora?? Baby girl is terrifying now. Her energy is pure danger wrapped in glam.
And don’t get me started on Amir. Frustrating little chaos magnet. He stays in some mess.
The witches of Wintermoon though? Certified badasses. The way they ride for their men but stay powerful in their own right? Yes ma’am.
Now. WHO is this scientist making creatures because I have questions and I’m a little intrigued 👀
This might be my favorite couple in the whole series. They’re not perfect. They’re raw and messy and honest, and I love watching them earn their happiness. It’s not wrapped in a pretty bow it’s earned, carved out of pain and choice and grit.
I say this every time, but THIS is my favorite Tessa Stone book yet.
Oh and let’s be real: Amari? Biggest EATER in Wintermoon. That man is not playing! 😭🔥