A Sky Beyond the Storm: The jaw-dropping finale to the New York Times bestselling fantasy series that began with AN EMBER IN THE ASHES: Book 4 (Ember Quartet)

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Have you forgotten that the Shrike is a woman Mettias?… Do not bore us with old prejudices. You are a better man than that.” Going into this, I was painfully nervous, it was my most anticipated read for the past two years. I’ve been saying what I thought was going to happen, I legit laid it all out, spoke to my friends and I was like this is how I think it’s going to end, I was wrong, in fact the whole book I was wrong because what I thought was going to happen like basic plot was just such a miss (but obviously I’m very glad).

Laia, I think when we look at Laia from Ember to now, it’s absolutely INSANE how much she has gone through, her journey and how her character has built up so much strength over time. When we first meet Laia she’s quite naive and she underestimates herself. I mean even now she still wavers a little bit, but she continues to defy the odds, she fights for what she wants and doesn’t give up even if it feels painfully hopeless. I loved the relationships she built up throughout the series and how people started to look up to her. In A Sky beyond the Storm, she learns more about the history of the Nightbringer and the reason why a war between the Jinn and the Scholars started. To defeat the Nightbringer, she must fully understand his story – and that is what drives the plot in this final book. Elias Veturius The writing in this book is very good and I can tell that Sabaa has improved a lot as a writer! Everything about the writing was 4+ stars, but the ending ruined the whole book for me. If it wasn’t for that I think this series would have been one of my favourites.This book ripped me to shreds. It tore me limb from limb, vessel from vessel, thoroughly. It demanded I shut up and take the pain like a woman, like Helene, or Laia, or Afya, or Livvy, or Mamie Rila, or Mirra, or as any woman in this series would. This book showed not an ounce of mercy, not an ounce of regret. But in a way, I am glad. Because Sabaa Tahir portrays life. She portrays life the way it truly is, not as she wishes it to be or as we, her readers, wish it to be. Sometimes life is not always kind, and sometimes we forget that. Sometimes we forget that not everyone is full and bursting to the brim with happiness. Sometimes people ache for it. Sometimes people search their whole lives for it, chasing it, and never obtain it. Sometimes their whole lives pass and they have never tasted it. And we have to be grateful for those fleeting times, those brief moments of joy. I mean I get it if Sabaa Tahir needs extra time to make it the best finale it can be, but I don't think I can survive a wait that long 😞 We have a title AND a cover and I feel so emotional. My favourite series will be coming to an end, I feel worried for all of the characters that I love.

And with that, we say goodbye to the Ember Quartet. I will miss it, but I'm glad it got the best possible ending In the mango scene, Laia seduces Elias by eating a mango very passionately in an attempt to rouse his humanity.

A Sky Beyond the Storm Audiobook Narrator

crawling with soldiers—” The Shrike offers a grim smile. “Streets are for amateurs, Laia of Serra. We’ll take the rooftops.”

She must choose me. If a falcon refuses to fly, can she be one with the aether?” Now A’vni speaks up, clasping her hands together so they do not tremble. “But—but no vessel can hold you, great one.” “I need no vessel, child. Only a conduit.” Oh skies. That doesn’t sound promising. I fight for control of my own mind, my body. But they both remain firmly in control of this voice. Rehmat. A strange name—one I have never heard of. “Will it hurt her?” A’vni asks, and if she had not helped kidnap me, I might have been thankful for her concern. “I live in her blood.” Rehmat sounds almost sad. “Yes. It will hurt. Hold her.” “What in the skies—” For a brief moment, I return to myself and thrash against the Jaduna. A’vni winces, but pins me down with the others. When Rehmat speaks again, it is only to me: I am sorry for this, young warrior. Fire tears through me, up and down every limb, as if my nerves are being ripped from my skin and salted. If I could scream, I would never stop. But the Jaduna have gagged me, and I strain against them, wondering what I have done to deserve this. For surely, this is my end. A vaguely human figure emerges from my body. It reminds me a little of when the ghuls took my brother’s form to frighten me long ago in Serra, at Spiro Teluman’s forge. But where ghul-spawned simulacrums are bits of night, this creature is a slice of the sun. My muscles turn to jelly. All I can do is squint against the brightness, trying to make out details of the shape, but it is not a she or he or they, and it is neither young nor old. With one last flare, its glow dulls until it is bearable. D’arju drops to her knees in front of the apparition. When it offers the Jaduna a glowing hand, D’arju’s fingers pass right through it. Whatever Rehmat is, it is not corporeal. “Rise, D’arju,” Rehmat says in that same deep voice. “Take thy kin and go. A human approaches.” I try to sit up and fail. What human? I try to say, but it just sounds like “Whhffff.” The Jaduna file out silently, all but A’vni. “Can we not aid her?” she says. “It is a lonely battle she must fight, Rehmat.” In this article, I will answer some of the most FAQs about this book and create a handy overview of some of the most important characters. What is A Sky Beyond the Storm about? If there is anything I have learned since the day that wretched Mask killed my grandparents and arrested Darin, it is that you must love while you can. For tomorrow, all that you love might be ash. -Laia of Serra

Helene and Harper’s relationship

IV: Laia K eris Veturia is in Marinn and she is just yards from me. How? I want to scream. Only days ago, Musa’s wights reported that she was in Serra. But what does that matter when Keris can call on the Nightbringer? He must have ridden the winds and brought her to Adisa. My pulse pounds in my ears, but I force myself to breathe. The Commandant’s presence complicates matters. But I must still get Nikla out of the throne room and to her apartments. The Scholars and Martials in Delphinium have few weapons, little food, and no allies. If Nikla does not hear what the Blood Shrike has to say, any hope of aid is lost. Silently, I weave across the floor until Nikla and Keris come into view. The Mariner princess is poker-straight upon her father’s massive driftwood throne, her face in shadow. Her burgundy dress is cinched tight about her waist and pools on the floor like blood. Two guards keep watch behind the throne, with four more on either side. The Commandant stands before Nikla in her ceremonial armor. She carries no weapons, wears no crown. But she does not need them. Keris’s power has always lain in her cunning and her violence. Her skin gleams silver at her nape, for she wears the living metal shirt she stole from the Blood Shrike. I marvel at her size—she is a half foot shorter than me. Even after all the misery she’s caused, one could see her from afar and think that she’s a young, harmless girl. As I inch closer, the shadows on Nikla’s face shift and seethe. Ghuls, feasting on the crown princess’s pain, swirling around her in an unholy halo that she cannot see. “—cannot make a decision,” Keris says. “Perhaps I should speak with your father.” “I will not trouble my father while he is ill,” Nikla says. I have defied him and survived him again and again. He has tried to hurt me. But I will not allow myself to be hurt. He has tried to break me but I will not be dictated to by a man so afraid to fight the jinn that he must criticise a woman to make himself feel bigger.” When Elias tells Laia that she’s the answer to his prayers and she is his temple was one of my favorite scenes from A Sky Beyond the Storm. I absolutely adored this scene and my favorite quote is: “I wish I could live a thousand lives so that I can fall in love with you a thousand times!” It comprises of- “I love Laia. But I am The Soul Catcher, I should have no feelings. But I love Laia! NO, I am The Soul Catcher, I should not have feelings. BuT I lOvE Laia. No, I am the Soul Catcher, I should have no feelings. But I lOVE LAIA. No- I am the Soul Catcher- ” A commander who has tasted the bitter fruit of war is the only one worthy of waging it. For he understands the cost."