🌙 “Careful, in nature beauty is a warning. The pretty ones are often poisonous.” #pudseyrecommends: Bury Our Bones in the Midnight Soil by V.E. Schwab

I read it as a buddy read with @sprinklesofyellow and we both devoured it. It’s a lush, haunting tale full of whispers and women bound by blood and grief. They bleed, love, suffer — and bite back. From sassy Maria/Sabine, naive Alice, and tragic Charlotte, to Jada and Penny the book dragon  and the many, many lost girls, Schwab weaves blood, memory, and medicine into something devastatingly beautiful.

“And how is a miracle different from a spell? Who is to say the saint was not a witch?”

Love, arrogance, and toxic lesbian vampires. That ending? A brutal masterclass in tragedy.  Page-turning. Heartbreaking. Unforgettable. The truest tour de force I’ve read in a while.