The longing of dreams draws the dead, and this city holds many dreams.
After a supernatural showdown with a serial killer, Evie O’Neill has outed herself as a Diviner. With her uncanny ability to read people’s secrets, she’s become a media darling, earning the title “America’s Sweetheart Seer.” Everyone’s in love with the city’s newest It Girl…everyone except the other Diviners.
Piano-playing Henry DuBois and Chinatown resident Ling Chan are two Diviners struggling to keep their powers a secret—for they can walk in dreams. And while Evie is living the high life, victims of a mysterious sleeping sickness are turning up across New York City.
As Henry searches for a lost love and Ling strives to succeed in a world that shuns her, a malevolent force infects their dreams. And at the edges of it all lurks a man in a stovepipe hat who has plans that extend farther than anyone can guess…As the sickness spreads, can the Diviners descend into the dreamworld to save the city?
Okay so I was really worried about this book. I make no secret of my love for the first. How can I? It was part historical, part romance, part paranormal, and it was just so fucking creepy. Naughty John? Yeah, he was terrifying.
So yeah, I was really scared to read this book. Would it be a letdown, considering how amazing the first one was? Well, I am extremely pleased to say that this book was the berries. (I actually really love the 1920s slang.)
In Lair of Dreams Evie has outed herself as a Diviner, Henry is looking for an old flame, a sleeping sickness sweeps across New York City and the Diviners have to descend into the dreamworld to try and save the city.
What I love about this series is that you could just immerse yourself into the story, pretend you’re actually in the 1920s. You’ve got the great: the flappers, the jazz, the prohibition, and the awful: the Chinese Relocation Act, and the KKK. Bray’s writing is just so mesmerizing and atmospheric. I don’t know how she does it.
But one of the best parts about this book, and series, are the characters. They’re the cat’s meow (cat’s pajamas?) They’re all so charismatic, diverse and realistic. It makes me want to invent a time machine, go back to the 20s and party with Evie and Sam, or maybe go to the opera with Ling, Henry and Theta.
“Henry, could I show you something?”
“As long as you promise it doesn’t involve small children or yodeling.”
I know a lot of people weren’t, or aren’t, big fans of Evie but I adore her. I thought she experienced so much growth throughout The Diviners, and she just kept on being her amazing and sassy self in this book. Lair of Dreams is definitely more Henry’s and Ling’s book than Evie’s though. But I didn’t even care. Henry is just so kind I desperately wanted him to find his happiness, and Ling was an amazing new addition to the already awesome cast of characters. And Sam, *sigh*, he is pos-i-tute-ly swoon worthy.
I guess the one thing that wasn’t as great in this book like the first book was the mystery. But then again how can anything surpass Naughty John? But I couldn’t rate this anything less than five stars, so that should tell you that even if the mystery wasn’t as great it was still pretty fucking great. Side note, if I have to wait three years for the next book I might scream. Because that ending was just…
No. No. I’m fine. It’s all jake. (Not really though.)