Master of Crows (Master of Crows, #1)

by Grace Draven

A coiling heat wrapped around his body, and he fought closing his eyes in the sheer pleasure of hearing those melodic tones.

This has to be the sexiest fuckin voice that ever did speak istg

Her nape, darkened to a honey color from working outside, contrasted sharply with the ivory skin of her shoulders. Shrouded in her castoff woolens, she presented a shape with all the allure of a potato.

I just enjoy these sentences

“Your singing can be used as a torture method, but you’ve a fine laugh.” His voice smoothed to a silky rumble. “You should laugh more often.” Martise blushed at the unexpected compliment. “Thank you. You sometimes make me laugh.” She hastily corrected herself in case he misconstrued her comment. “Not at you, of course.” “No, of course not.” Amusement threaded his voice.

The chemistry is *chef’s kiss* There are entire SERIES with less chemistry brewing than these two have developed in a mere 100 pages

Martise awakened before dawn,

It’s been months since I’ve felt this giddy about a book and wanted to stay up all night reading it! 😭

After looking over the crowd, Gurn pointed to a table near the perimeter of the common area. His unmistakable and irreverent sign for “horse’s ass” let her know he’d spotted Silhara.

LOL

“The crowd almost got it right, boy. You challenged the Master of Crows, but you fought a dock whore’s bastard. I was fighting in the muck while you were still tethered to your mother’s lead strings.”

DAAAMNNNN

Gurn was not so quiet. He’d seen the fight as well and signed rapidly, wanting to know what happened. Silhara’s clipped “He insulted my household,” satisfied him.

What i love most about this whole violent outburst is that im positive Silhara would’ve done the exact same if it had been Gurn that was insulted

He didn’t think it possible to sign sewage-sucking-excuse-of-a-baseborn-bilge-rat but somehow Gurn managed.

I appreciate Gurn very much

Left alone in the kitchen and feeling lower than a maggot, he fled to the grove and vented his frustration on the wasp nests sheltered in the trees, freezing or burning them with spells that made his head ache when he finished.

This dude is a piece of shit and I love it!!!! Im tired of perfect characters. His maggotry is a breath of fresh air tbh

“I don’t need you on your back for anything, Martise, unless you want to go star-gazing with me.”

Me just staring off into space after that whole encounter 🫣🫠😳

A gush of wet warmth bathed her thighs when he slipped out of her,

These are NOT the details i need lmao. Was NOT expecting this book to be so…open-door lol It's getting a TOUCH excessive and has long since entered "I can't recommend this to anyone" territory, which i find a bit of a shame

Once inside, he groaned and cupped his groin once more. “Bursin’s wings, woman. I hadn’t thought to die a eunuch.”

WE GET IT, SHE KICKED HIS BALLS REALLY HARD

-End-

Holy shit, I just learned that this is self-published??? Other than a few things, I thought this book was very well written and polished, so Im very impressed! I might not have even given it a chance had I known it was self-pubbed. Im glad I did