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369 pages, Hardcover
First published August 29, 2017
“Sister in battle,” murmured Diana, “I am shield and blade to you.”
“And friend.”
“And always your friend.”
Sisters in battle, I am shield and blade to you. As I breathe, your enemies will know no sanctuary. While I live, your cause is mine.Every warrior has proven herself time, and time again...well, except for Diana.
Because people are always going to look. They’re always going to judge, so you can say nothing or you can at least answer back.I get that we are seeing Diana as we've never seen her before...but did it have to be such a cookie-cutter story? This book felt too much like a cheesy YA lit novel.
I am done being careful. I am done being quiet. Let them see me angry. Let them hear me wail at the top of my lungs.However, there was something that did make this one stand out - Leigh Bardugo handled race really well in this novel.
We cannot spend our lives in hiding, wondering what we might accomplish if given the chance. We have to take that chance ourselves.P.s. Lol, who would've expected so many quotes to be product of a soothsayer and an encouraging-kitten-poster-in-the-guidance-office...
“I imagine all wars look the same to those who die in them.”
“Who tells those stories? Tales of vengeful goddesses who wager in human lives for vanity's sake? Of course men believe a woman's power must lie in the fineness of her features, the shapeliness of her limbs. You know better, Daughter of Earth.”
“It's the people who never learn the word impossible who make history, because they're the ones who keep trying.”
characters!!!
"What's a supermodel?"
"What makes these models super?" inquired Diana, still curious. "Do they have powers?"
“We can’t help the way we’re born. We can’t help what we are, only what life we choose to make for ourselves.”
Amazon. Born of war, destined to be ruled by no one but herself.
Their lives were violent, precarious, fragile, but they fought for them anyway, and held to the hope that their brief stay on this earth might count for something.
“I’m a daughter of Nemesis,” she said, “the goddess of divine retribution. You may want to think about how well I can hold a grudge.”
“Sister in battle, I am shield and blade to you. As I breathe, your enemies will know no sanctuary. While I live, your cause is mine.”
She’d chosen her soldiers. It was time to go to war.
A different kind of knight, one who’d chosen to protect the girl the world wanted to destroy; one born to slay dragons, but maybe to befriend them, too.
When had she stopped being a child? The first time a guy had whistled at her out of a car window when she was walking to school?
“If you cannot bear our pain, you are not fit to carry our strength.”
“Sisters in battle, I am shield and blade to you. As I breathe, your enemies will know no sanctuary. While I live, your cause is mine.”
She would not fail. And she would not
let fear choose her path.