Sisters of Blood and Spirit (Sisters of Blood and Spirit, #1)

by Kady Cross

[Linda]

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Sisters of Blood and Spirit was both creepy at times and a bit sad, but more than that, it was a story about loyalty between sisters, no matter that one was dead and the other alive. And I'm kicking myself for not starting this book earlier


There was a lot of action packed into the pages of Sisters of Blood and Spirit, and it was really good, too. Lark has a strong bond to her still-born sister, Wren, who lives as much in the real world as in the shadowlands. So much so that she was sent to a mental hospital for hearing voices - when all that happened was that she answered out loud when her sister was talking to her. And when it all became too much for her, she tried to kill herself. Which her parents had such a hard time dealing with they handed her over to her grandma.

Needless to say, Lark has some pretty big trust issues, and Sisters of Blood and Spirit dealt with that in a way that made it seem very realistic. Lark found herself a group of friends, who, at first seemed to want her only for her ability to see and interact with ghosts, but it soon became obvious that this was not all they were interested in. Both Wren and Lark wanted more friends, and fighting a very strong ghost who fed off people's fears brought both action and suspense to their story.

As Sisters of Blood and Spirit unfolded, it became clear that there was more to Lark and Wren than met the eye - both in the world of the living and in the shadowlands, and I am definitely eager to return to their world to learn more both about them and about their ancestors. Of course, a budding romance is part of my attraction as well.

Written in third and first person point of view, past tense with both Lark and an exterior narrator, Sisters of Blood and Spirit flowed very well, and while a lot of the action was fast paced, there were also parts where dialogues slowed things down, or made the atmosphere change from tense to a bit more mellow. Plus, I love sarcasm, which most of the characters spoke fluently.



I chuckled at his choice. "Okay, you pick, then." I had settled into an easy pace now, slicing through the water. "Obviously, I suck at conversation." "You?" I didn't have to look to know he was smirking again. "But you're so friendly and open."

It seemed like so much more of a betrayal when it was your mother who didn't care. Your mother was supposed to be the one person you could always count on. The one person that would love you forever no matter what you did.