So, I am rating this super high.
Perhaps too high.
But homie don’t care.
Because homie is one happy camping homie.
Is it be because I am hopelessly biased when it comes to this author?
Because I fucking just adore this series?
On all counts.
Seriously though, I just love Suzanne Wright.
I feel like we would be best friends if we ever met.
Or perhaps just stared at each other .
Or said completely inappropriate and inadvertently rude things to each other, being that Wright describes herself as socially awkward and I have the uncanny ability to offend everyone I meet within five minutes.
What can I say…sometimes hypothetical moments are just too magical to properly comprehend.
Anydreamdate, I just love Wright’s writing style. The tone, the flow, the underlying sarcasm and fantastic one-liners?
Soooooooo my jam.
If you are a Wright fan like me, you will love this book.
And if you aren’t, you are seriously missing out and should rectify that mistake immediately by snagging Feral Sins, a quiet reading corner, and an extra set of underwear.
This book takes us back to Mercury Pack territory.
We get to visit with all of our favorite Mercury Pack-ers, which was simply delightful.
It’s so delightful it makes me sound like my grandmother by describing it as “delightful,” that’s how delighted it fucking makes me.
I will say that this book is different than all the other books in this series.
And in a way that might not work for some people.
In fact, this…caveat is something that usually irks me to no end; however, I felt that Wright truly outdid herself here and took something I usually can’t stand and made it into something great.
I will include a spoiler tag here as we get closer to release day.
Other than that, all I can say is: