Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries: the cosy and heart-warming Sunday Times Bestseller (Emily Wilde Series)

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He said it as if it were obvious. I snorted again, assuming he was teasing me. "Over the company of a tavern filled with a rapt and grateful audience? I'm sure you do."

Some plot developments caught me unawares but the author handled the unexpected nicely. It feels nice to be surprised when you aren’t expecting any deviations from the norm. No, you shan't," I said, alarmed, but he was already sweeping to the floor, bending his knee and taking my hand between his. A darkly gorgeous fantasy that sparkles with snow and magic."--Sangu Mandanna, author of The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches I was really close to DNFing this about halfway through and I honestly should have. This was pretty boring and *very* overwritten.I have seen communities far more rustic than Hrafns­vik, for my career has taken me across Europe and Russia, to villages large and small and wilderness fair and foul. I am used to humble accommodations and humble folk—­I once slept in a farmer’s cheese shed in Andalusia—­but I have never been this far north. The wind had tasted snow, and recently; it pulled at my scarf and cloak. It took some time to haul my trunk up the road, but I am nothing if not persevering. A woman who has been in love with the fae all her life and is taking us along on her academic research with the encyclopedia she is currently writing about them and her experiences with them? Oh, what more could I possibly ask for friends? Actually the life i wish i could have if i was around in 1909. This is also told epistolary style, with a lot of field notes, but a lot of stories, and some unexpected entries as well. But this was just a book that really worked for me and my reading wheelhouse (and heart). There is a little romance too that is also very sweet and again… the field notes are just so good. We also get to travel to some fae realms to solve a mystery that did get a little dark - so please use caution. Like, there are a lot of cozy vibes and moments and settings (omg did i love the market too) in this, but, again, there are a lot of darker themes and the story takes showing the dark faery side of things! It took me completely by surprise, and I fell head over heels for Emily Wilde. She's such a relatable character, but in an usual way. She's the 'not like other girls' if girls were bookish, grumpy and socially awkward. All Emily wants is to finish her research on faeries in peace, far away from annoying people (ie everyone) and get some peace and quiet with her dog Shadow on a remote island. However, that's never going to happen when her greatest scholarly rival Wendell Bamleby turns up out of the blue. Wendell is everything Emily is not. Foppish, extroverted and a lover of everyone. He enjoys nothing more than showing off. Together the two have the most delicious, tension filled conversations and eye gazes. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife. This book sounded awesome: a curmudgeonly scholar whose best friend is her dog heads north to do some field research on the local faeries. And I adored the first 2/3 featuring Cambridge professor Emily Wilde as she wanders around Ljosland, charming the local faeries and inadvertently offending the local people - hey, she does recognize that she's not good at people ("I was delighted to sit in the corner with my food and a book and speak to no one").

ARC provided by Nazia at Orbit Books in exchange for an honest review. Thank you for the copy! All quotes used are taken from an ARC and are subject to change upon publication. When mysterious faeries from other realms appear at her university, curmudgeonly professor Emily Wilde must uncover their secrets before it’s too late, in this heartwarming, enchanting second installment of the Emily Wilde series.

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It stared at me a moment, chewing at something, then sauntered off to rejoin its fellows as I politely held the door. Shadow gave a huff but was otherwise unmoved—­he’s seen plenty of sheep in our rambles in the countryside around Cambridge, and looks upon them with the gentlemanly disinterest of an aging dog.