Kalliope lives with one purpose.
As an immortal muse, she doesn’t have any other choice. It’s part of how she was made. Musicians, artists, actors—they use her to advance their art, and she uses them to survive. She moves from one artist to the next, never staying long enough to get attached. But all she wants is a different life— a normal one. She’s spent thousands of years living lie after lie, and now she’s ready for something real.
Sweet, sexy, and steady, Wilder Bell feels more real than anything else in her long existence. And most importantly… he’s not an artist. He doesn’t want her for her ability. But she can’t turn off the way she influences people, not even to save a man she might love. Because in small doses, she can help make something beautiful, but her ability has just as much capacity to destroy as it does to create. The longer she stays, the more obsessed Wilder will become. It’s happened before, and it never turns out well for the mortal.
Her presence may inspire genius.
But it breeds madness, too.
This is by far the best thing Cora has ever written!! I am completely blown away. She definitely pushed the New Adult envelope, but kept what I’ve always loved about her writing. Heart. Depth. Emotion.
While I am not a greek goddess or muse, there is something about Kallilope that I related to. Maybe her broken heart? Her life up to the point of when she gives into her true feelings for Wilder?
Touching the lives of mortals, influencing them, inspiring them…. that’s the closest I ever come to really living. For a little while anyway. Brushing up against that kind of talent and genius…it’s exhilarating. But the closer my artist and I become, the more involved, the less real it feels to me. They say such beautiful words, create such gorgeous art, and call me their muse without ever having any idea how right they really are. It’s always the artist falling for me. And I shouldn’t be so naive, not after the life I”ve lived, but just one I’d like to let myself do the same.
When Kalli tries to live her life as a muse for other artists, so that she can be with Wilder, it’s a fine line she is walking before she loses control. I really felt her struggle, and reading Wilder’s point of view helped to realize that he had his own issues. In other words, they both needed each other.
“Hands only,” I concede. “And I stay on top.”
He immediately releases the headboard. Taking hold of my shoulders, he yanks me closer until my stomach presses against his, changing the angle of him inside of me. One hand slides up to my neck, pulling me down for a hard kiss. I melt into him, but keep myself propped up just enough that we don’t touch completely. He nips my bottom lip, and my hips buck involuntarily. His touch drifts to my cheek, soft, but firmly holding me in place. Slowly, he tilts his hips into mine, sliding his other hand down to my ass to pull me tighter against him. Without putting any distance between us, I circle my hips.
“Say it again,” he whispers.
“Say what again?” I swivel my hips a little faster, arching up into the hand he has curved around my backside.
“Why you didn’t want to move.”
“I want you inside me. Always inside me.”
The look he gives me…gods, I don’t even have the words for what it does to me.
I thank time. For making the best moments in life always feel longer than they are.
I thank the gods. For the gift that allowed me to live long enough to feel this.
I thank fate. For bringing him to me, and me to him.
I slump against his chest, feeling the comforting pull of the thread that binds us. This is meant to be, Wilder and me. I can’t lose him. I won’t.
The words of an oracle are not law, nor fate. They’re a glance at the future as it stood at that very moment.
But I know in the very marrow of my bones that the future must be different now.
The last couple of chapters had me holding my breath with anxiety and fear, but it was worth it. I put the second book, Inflict, on my list of Book I’m Looking Forward to in 2015. So excited to see what will happen next!
I give this book 5 overwhelmingly inspired stars, and I put it on my “books that own me” and “top shelf fantastic reads” shelves on Goodreads.
What books are you looking forward to reading this coming year?