But some of the best things are worth the wait. Alas, I will be in for a very long wait if I make it through that far (I see no issues as in book two it’s even better, in a way). The folly in this, though, was that I thought SURELY after all these years that the series would be complete? But no. It should come at no surprise that one of my closest friends mentioned one of their closest friends (and a friend of mine, as well, inadvertently) reading it, that it was getting better and better as it went…And that was literally a hair trigger. I wanted it to not fall prey like many fantasy series and lose steam and go nowhere. For whatever reason, I wanted this one to succeed. (har) but it was never far from my mind, nor was it something I wanted to delete from my tbr, no matter whether negative reviews or claims of lengthy, unnecessary info-dumping invaded my feed or the review page for said book when I stalked it every once in a while. I can’t pinpoint precisely what it was about this series that always tugged on my heartstrings With many books that I’m not sure of, I hold them back, watch…and wait. Samantha Shannon has created a bold new reality in this riveting debut. The Bone Season introduces a compelling heroine and also introduces an extraordinary young writer, with huge ambition and a teeming imagination. But if Paige wants to regain her freedom she must allow herself to be nurtured in this prison where she is meant to die. Paige is assigned to Warden, a Rephaite with mysterious motives. Attacked, drugged and kidnapped, Paige is transported to Oxford – a city kept secret for two hundred years, controlled by a powerful, otherworldly race. It is raining the day her life changes for ever.
For Paige is a dreamwalker, a clairvoyant and, in the world of Scion, she commits treason simply by breathing. Her job: to scout for information by breaking into people’s minds. Nineteen-year-old Paige Mahoney is working in the criminal underworld of Scion London, based at Seven Dials, employed by a man named Jaxon Hall.
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