For some reason I feel like I would love being able to talk to ghost. I know “well if you actually had that power you’d hate it” or “well ghost don’t exist” blah blah blah.
I’m talking about a theoretical thing here.
Just being able to speak to someone from a different time period would be so enlightening. But then you have the “never ever being alone” and probably perves watching you change… Ugh never mind.
Jaime makes it look livable and cool but also you can see the damage it does to her. You can’t help all the lost souls. You also can’t punch a ghost in the face when they are being rude or gross. But at least she can converse with them.
Until she can’t.
On a set for her big film break as a spiritualist (when in reality she actually is a necromancer, good cover job lady), Jaime feels a pinch. And a poke. And a grab. But she doesn’t see anything. She hears whisper-less words. But still nothing.
Her crush of four years comes in handy as she tries to figure out what exactly is going on. And so does a chaos-lover half demon (and our next narrator).
Kelley Armstrong’s story telling picks up in this new heroine book in a glorious series of supernatural ladies. The writing is glorious. This book is 100%. Double the love from the last three. Probably my favorite since Stolen or Bitten.
Jaime is marvelous. I wish there were more books with her in the lead. Necromancers are cool to read about.