Book Review

Dearly Departed by Chip Pons

Dearly Departed by Chip Pons is a gay reimagining of the Hades and Persephone myth, centered on Hayden, a former god of the underworld now working as a funeral director, and Levi, the sunny flower shop owner who ends up tangled in his carefully controlled life. It’s such a fun premise…and I really wanted to love it! And parts of the book do feel fresh, tender, and specific in a way I really appreciated. I especially loved the idea of turning Hades into someone who now tends to grief in such a practical, human way. I also adored the characters, which made it all the more frustrating that, for me, the execution didn’t fully live up to the premise.

Book cover for Dearly Departed by Chip Pons.

Maybe love isn’t about outrunning grief but learning to live beside it.

Chip Pons, Dearly Departed

The beginning was easily my favorite part of the novel. Hayden needs lilies for a funeral, but Levi delivers sunflowers instead. The playful back-and-forth that follows their meet-cute, where flowers essentially do all the talking, is incredibly charming and a perfect setup for this story. You’re reminded that the language of flowers applies to both their worlds, and that it’s not so far-fetched for these wildly different characters to be compatible. I just wish the novel had stayed in that courting stage a little longer. Their relationship turns physical and emotionally intense very quickly, and I don’t think the story fully ferries the reader from curious mutual attraction to you’re my whole universe. The leap in emotional intensity feels abrupt, especially given how little time the story spends developing that transition on the page.

Once the relationship moves forward, the romance starts to feel too one-note. Hayden and Levi have chemistry in theory, and I liked the basic shape of their grumpy-sunshine dynamic, but their conversations often felt repetitive. They would talk through fairly simple ideas, then react as if they had just uncovered some massive truth about life or love. The numerous sex scenes also didn’t always work for me, largely because I never felt a strong enough emotional foundation underneath them. Instead of deepening Hayden and Levi’s connection, many of the intimate scenes felt like a Mad Libs version of romance and spice, where a grab bag of genre tropes, dirty talk, and kinks were randomly dropped in without enough context to make them feel specific to these characters. And don’t even get me started on “Good boys get the helm,” where the helm of Hades randomly shows up for a spicy scene only to never be mentioned again. What was the reason?! So much felt driven by novelty, and I think we just needed more focus on what Hayden and Levi actually wanted or needed from each other during at least some of the intimate moments because I think the physical side of their relationship can be fun and sexy while also strengthening their emotional bond.

Holy shit. Am I Bella Swan? If anyone starts talking about ‘the cold ones,’ I’m packing my pothos and leaving town.

Chip Pons, Dearly Departed

Hayden’s work as a funeral director was the part of the book I found most compelling. A former god of the underworld choosing to stay close to death, not through power or mythology but through the practical care of grieving families, is such a thoughtful and fitting direction for a Hades retelling. Those scenes gave Hayden dimension beyond the familiar brooding love interest archetype and grounded the story in something tangible and emotionally resonant. I found myself wanting more of that side of him, more time in the funeral home, and more insight into how he approaches grief and the responsibility of helping people through loss. It felt like the place where Hayden’s past and present could have intersected most meaningfully, but the novel only briefly explores that potential. Beyond a few touching scenes, much of Hayden’s time at work is reduced to paperwork and brooding, instead of the emotional and thematic richness of his profession.

I also wanted more from the paranormal side of the story. The book gestures toward a much larger mythological framework, especially with the contract that stripped the gods of their powers, Hayden’s long and storied history, and the artifacts scattered throughout his apartment, but those pieces never fully come together. I didn’t need an exhaustive Greek mythology lesson, but I did want enough context for the world to feel more intentional. Hayden has lived through centuries, witnessed history, and carried the identity of Hades into a very different life, yet so much of that background stays just out of reach.

You showed me how to love the things I never thought I was allowed to. Even myself.

Chip Pons, Dearly Departed

The third-act breakup also felt unnecessary to me. By that point, the book already had plenty of tension to work with: Hayden’s guardedness, Levi’s vulnerability, the Greek mythology, and the question of what a relationship between them would actually look like beyond the initial rush of attraction. Instead, the conflict escalates for no real plotty reason, then resolves so quickly that it doesn’t add much to their development. The saving grace amid all the strife and drama is Levi’s best friends, Dominic and Elijah. They’re delightful, and everyone deserves a found family as supportive and loving as they are.

Even with my frustrations, I think Dearly Departed is worth checking out if the premise immediately grabs you, and particularly if you’re looking for a modern, gay mythological romance with plenty of spice. For me, though, the best ideas in the book needed more room to grow.

Thank you to NetGalley and Putnam for sharing an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Book Review

You Won’t Forget Me by Mazey Eddings

You Won’t Forget Me by Mazey Eddings is a sapphic summer romance about Cubby Clark, a musician whose band is finally getting some real attention, partly because the Internet has misread a moment between Cubby and her bandmate as romantic. The band decides to lean into it, turning a fake relationship into a PR strategy that could help get their music heard. But a fake PR strategy still involves real feelings (and, arguably, a love trapezoid?). And the longer Cubby performs that version of herself, the harder it becomes to ignore the real question underneath it all: How much of yourself can you keep pretending away before the act costs more than it’s worth?

Book cover for You Won't Forget Me by Mazey Eddings against a pale yellow background.

What the hell were we thinking? Why the fuck did I, a straight woman, hook up with my similarly straight best friend?

Mazey Eddings, You Won’t Forget Me

One of the things I loved most about this book is how Cubby isn’t a neatly packaged romance heroine who has already metabolized all her pain into charming self-awareness. Eddings lets her be difficult, tender, funny, self-sabotaging, brilliant, overwhelmed, and wildly human all at once. And just as you get swept up into the intensity of her highs and lows, you’ll end up catching yourself in the act of judging her for it all. You’ll slow down and really look at everything she’s dealing with. She’s being ruthlessly picked apart online, shoved into public narratives she didn’t fully choose, and trying to understand her sexuality while clearly struggling with depression. Of course she’s going to be a little messy!

But that’s where Eddings’ characterization feels so thoughtful to me. She isn’t flattened into a quirky disaster girl or a misunderstood tortured artist. There are so many layers to Cubby, and that’s what makes her feel so singular. It’s like Eddings papier-mâchéd her together with so much care and attention, building her out of scraps of rage, humor, loneliness, desire, defensiveness, talent, and aching vulnerability until there is no way you could find a dupe of her in another book. She is not designed to be effortlessly likable. She is designed to be recognized, familiar, and known. What a gift of a character!

Creating something always feels like breaking a bone just to document its healing… And sometimes it’s hard to pick which bone to break.

Mazey Eddings, You Won’t Forget Me

The romance itself also has that fizzy, stomach-flipping quality that makes a book like this so fun to read. All the yearning and lingering gazes are delicious, and the love scenes possess a rare sensory quality where it feels like someone else bit into a piece of fruit, but somehow the burst of flavor registers across your own tongue. There is heat, obviously, but there is also emotional texture. The intimacy feels connected to Cubby’s larger awakening, to the terrifying thrill of wanting something she has not fully let herself name, and to the way desire can make the body admit what the mind is still trying to argue with. Truly, what’s a little heavy snogging and shared orgasms between besties, right?

But the piece that really made this book sing for me was the way it handles creativity. The song lyrics function like pressure points where everything Cubby cannot say directly gets translated into music. Eddings shows how lyrics are layered in the way all art is layered: the listener hears one thing, the writer may have meant another, and somewhere between them is a third meaning neither person fully controls. The book beautifully captures the mysterious, gorgeous, vulnerable work of mining the most fractured yet whole and truest pieces of yourself to make something honest enough to reach another person.

Pride is, and always has been, a protest, a commitment to being your truest self regardless of the bigotry, the risk of hate and violence, from others.

Mazey Eddings, You Won’t Forget Me

By the end, You Won’t Forget Me left me with that rare, giddy feeling of having read something that understands both the thrill and the terror of becoming more honest with yourself. It’s sharp, swoony, and easy to devour. A perfect Pride Month read, but also the kind of summer romance that makes you want to roll down the windows and play the music too loud. My first Mazey Eddings read, and definitely not my last!

Thank you to NetGalley and St. Martin’s Press for sharing an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Book Review

Every Exquisite Thing by Laura Steven

Every Exquisite Thing by Laura Steven is a sapphic young adult dark academia retelling of The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde. (There’s NO WAY I could resist a premise like that!) The novel follows Penny Paxton, who arrives at the elite Dorian Drama School convinced it will transform her into someone beautiful enough, talented enough, and unforgettable enough to matter. As the daughter of a famous supermodel, Penny already understands the brutal logic of her world: beauty is currency, and for women and girls, it can feel like the only path to power or control. But as Penny chases perfection, she quickly discovers all that glitters is not, in fact, gold. It’s something far more sinister and rotten that has been waiting to consume girls like her.

Book cover for Every Exquisite Thing by Laura Steven.

Girls want power. And sometimes beauty is the closest substitute.

Laura Steven, Every Exquisite Thing

Every classical novel has inevitably inspired retellings, reimaginings, and the occasional “what if we made this gayer?” reinvention. But the best ones don’t just swap names and settings. They figure out what made the original story endure, then twist that question toward a different wound. Every Exquisite Thing does exactly that. Steven takes the old Dorian Gray question, “what would you sacrifice to stay beautiful?” and gives it to girls who have already been taught that beauty is the thing most worth sacrificing for. Wilde’s Dorian is a beautiful young man whose face allows him to move through society untouched while his portrait bears the evidence of his corruption. Penny’s version of that bargain is different because her desire for beauty has been trained into her long before anything supernatural enters the picture. Penny wants beauty because she has inherited a world that treats it as evidence of value. The real tragedy is that she has been taught to confuse being beautiful with being worthy.

Penny is a really compelling FMC for this kind of story because her vanity is so familiar. She is ambitious, jealous, insecure, hungry, and sometimes (especially at the beginning of the novel!) so deeply unlikable I wondered how long I could sympathize with her. But as the story unfolds, it becomes harder to separate Penny’s worst impulses from the world that taught her to survive this way. She has grown up close enough to fame to understand its power, but not close enough to feel secure in it. That juxtaposition gives her obsession with beauty and perfection the rancid edge of a survival instinct gone septic. She wants the lead role. She wants the perfect body. She wants the stunning face. She wants proof that she isn’t just someone’s daughter. And Steven is very good at showing how that desperation can curdle into cruelty without flattening Penny into a cautionary tale.

My grandmother, meticulously measuring herself with a pink dressmaker’s tape, and my mother, observing, internalizing. A generational curse passed down like a set of ancient pearls, impossible to escape from once they were hanging around your neck.

Laura Steven, Every Exquisite Thing

One of my favorite parts of Every Exquisite Thing is how pointed the Shakespeare productions feel in a story about girls learning which versions of themselves are allowed to exist. Steven is reimagining Wilde rather than simply performing Dorian Gray back to us, while the students are doing the opposite with Shakespeare: stepping into scripts that have already been written, studied, admired, and repeated for centuries. So the school’s emphasis on performance goes far beyond the stage. Everyone is learning how to fit themselves into roles other people already understand. Penny’s casting as Lady Macbeth makes that even more pointed. Lady Macbeth knows what it means to want power from a position where she cannot simply claim it outright, and Penny is rehearsing that same impossible lesson: how to want something without being punished for wanting too much.

I also really liked that the sapphic relationships are not treated like a glossy update to a classic text. They are messy, charged, and tangled up in the same questions of beauty, wanting, and self-image that shape the rest of the novel. The Picture of Dorian Gray has always felt deeply queer to many readers, even when its queerness lives in implication, obsession, secrecy, and the fear of being exposed. Every Exquisite Thing brings that desire into the open. In a world where girls are constantly taught to measure themselves through desirability, attraction can blur very quickly with admiration, envy, rivalry, and hunger. Sometimes these characters want each other. Sometimes they want to beat each other. Sometimes they want to become each other. And sometimes all of that is happening at once. Queerness here is not an escape from the beauty economy. It disrupts it and shows how difficult it can be to desire someone clearly when you have been taught to compare yourself to everyone.

I was so perfect before the world told me otherwise.

Laura Steven, Every Exquisite Thing

The portrait itself also gets a smart modern update. Wilde’s portrait can be hidden away, left to rot in private, while Dorian’s face remains untouched. Steven understands that contemporary image culture does not work like that. In Penny’s world, beauty is documented, circulated, screenshotted, weaponized, and preserved by everyone with a phone. A photograph can be evidence, social currency, punishment, or proof of who someone is supposed to be. That makes the portraits feel even stranger when they appear because they’re not just gothic decoration. They are part of a much larger ecosystem of images haunting these girls from every angle. Mirrors, photos, paparazzi shots, portraits on the wall—all of them become versions of the same question: what happens when the image becomes more powerful than the person it claims to capture?

By the end, Steven has created a retelling that feels more like excavation than homage. She does not simply ask, “What if Dorian Gray were sapphic?” Instead, she imagines what Dorian Gray becomes in a world where girls are taught to curate themselves before they know who they are, and where beauty is marketed as empowerment while still being used as a leash. The result is gothic, bitter, romantic, and vicious in all the right places. I absolutely devoured this book, and so will you!

Thank you to NetGalley and Wednesday Books for sharing an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Book Review

Empire of Flame and Thorns by Marion Blackwood

Empire of Flame and Thorns by Marion Blackwood is an enemies-to-lovers romantasy where a fae girl enters a series of deadly trials for a chance at freedom. It’s set in a world where dragon shifters rule, justifying their dominance over fae through stories of a half-remembered past where the fae once held power over the dragon shifters, though neither side truly remembers how or why that world ended. Now, the fae live under tight control, their choices limited, their futures dictated. But every 150 years, the Atonement Trials offer three winners the chance to leave this oppressive system. Selena Hale enters the trials not just for her own survival and freedom, but for the possibility of helping the fae rebellion in a way she never could from within.

Book cover for Empire of Flame and Thorns by Marion Blackwood.

Because fear is a weapon. It gives other people power over you without them even having to do anything.

Marion Blackwood, Empire of Flame and Thorns

This is one of those books that pulls you forward through sheer momentum alone. The trials are chaotic by design, governed only by whatever rules the dragon shifters decide to enforce in the moment. That instability raises the stakes immediately, especially because the fae are not competing for glory or status, but for their lives. The intensity never settles into a predictable rhythm either. Instead, each challenge forces Selena to adapt, and the reader is right there with her, recalibrating what survival even looks like from one trial to the next.

Selena is a compelling protagonist, in part because her growth feels as much internal as it is external. She enters the trials with something to prove, not just to the world around her, but to herself. Her ability to manipulate emotions has made her an outsider among her own people, leaving her caught between wanting connection and knowing she makes others uneasy. That tension carries into how she moves through the trials. She wants to be liked and accepted, but she also has to learn how to prioritize her own survival and sense of self. Watching Selena begin to prioritize herself, trust her instincts, and own her power rather than ignore or diminish it is one of the most satisfying arcs in the book. By the final trials, both Selena and the reader have a clearer understanding of what her abilities can do and why they matter.

You do seem to have an unhealthy obsession with tracking me down in empty corridors. Can I suggest a hobby instead? Perhaps knitting since you’re so fond of pointy sticks.

Marion Blackwood, Empire of Flame and Thorns

Selena and Draven’s dynamic works because it disrupts expectations from the very beginning. Their first encounter sets the tone, with Selena turning what should be a moment of danger into something chaotic and unexpectedly funny. That same energy carries into the trials, where their back-and-forth builds on that initial clash and gradually becomes something else as their connection deepens. The banter is quick and does more than just entertain us, as there’s always an undercurrent of tension shaped by the fact that Draven holds power within the system that controls Selena. He reads as distinctly morally grey, shifting in ways that are hard to fully understand until later, which gives the enemies-to-lovers arc its edge.

The story’s deeper potential lies in its suggestion that power is less about truth and more about who controls the narrative of the past. The idea that the dragon shifters’ rule is justified by a history no one fully remembers raises a larger question about inherited narratives and how they are used to sustain systems of power. Both sides are operating on stories that have been passed down, shaped and reshaped over time, until they function less as truth and more as justification. There are moments where the text gestures toward this, particularly in how the fae themselves question the legitimacy of their oppression, but it stops short of fully engaging with it. There’s a deeper conversation here about cycles of violence, about how long a debt can be carried across generations, and who ultimately pays for it. I hope these early threads are laying the groundwork for something more fully realized in future installments.

I don’t care if you hate me. Truth be told, I kind of hate you too. And that’s why I don’t hold back when I talk to you.

Marion Blackwood, Empire of Flame and Thorns

Overall, this is an action-packed, immersive, and fun romantasy that rewards paying attention, even when you’re not entirely sure what you’re noticing. There’s a steady sense that something isn’t adding up, and the final plot twist brings that unease into sharp focus. It doesn’t tie things up so much as it opens them further, leaving a lot still to explore, both in terms of character and the larger stakes. One thing I know for sure is that I’ll be picking up book 2. I need to see what happens after that ending!

Thank you to NetGalley and Scarlett Press for sharing an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

Book Review

My Roommate from Hell by Cale Dietrich

My Roommate from Hell by Cale Dietrich is a YA paranormal romance where an anxious college freshman discovers his new roommate is literally the Prince of Hell, sent to Earth through a supernatural exchange program meant to foster peace between the two realms. Owen Greene arrives at Point University with a careful plan: keep his scholarship, get good grades, secure a coveted internship, and avoid unnecessary chaos. That plan immediately unravels when Zarmenus Bloodletter moves into the other half of his dorm room. Zar’s arrival brings demon cats, accidental fires, and chaotic dorm life into Owen’s carefully structured world, forcing him to navigate supernatural diplomacy, roommate drama, and feelings he definitely did not plan for.

Book cover for My Roommate from Hell by Cale Dietrich.

He is chaos, I am order. We make no sense.

Cale Dietrich, My Roommate from Hell

The first part of the novel leans heavily into this odd-couple roommate dynamic, and it’s where the book finds much of its humor. Owen’s anxious inner monologue is genuinely funny, especially as he tries to rationalize the increasingly ridiculous situations unfolding around him. His disbelief at demon cats, ghostly mishaps, and Zar’s complete lack of human etiquette makes for several laugh-out-loud moments. The funniest part is that most of Owen’s issues are actually about common roommate quibbles, and not the demonic surprises that keep popping up!

At the same time, this early section is also where the pacing struggles the most. The first half of the book centers on Zar’s messy, disruptive behavior, but also on Owen’s repeated refusal to confront him about it. Instead, Owen cycles through a familiar internal pattern: he decides he’ll talk to Zar tomorrow, worries about ruining their relationship, convinces himself it’s not that bad, and ultimately says nothing. Because his ability to secure an important internship depends on getting along with his supernatural roommate, Owen keeps giving Zar “one more chance,” even going so far as to clean their room for him. The result is that the conflict becomes repetitive. Oddly enough, Zar’s antics are less frustrating than Owen’s refusal to simply talk to his roommate and communicate his issues.

Point’s most famous exchange student might be a demon, but he’s not Satan. There’s a difference.

Cale Dietrich, My Roommate from Hell

Once the story reaches the fake dating plotline, the tone shifts into something softer and more romantic. In order to smooth over some supernatural complications, Owen and Zar decide to pretend they’re a couple. Watching them construct elaborate schemes to convince other students that their relationship is real leads to several sweet and awkward moments, and the premise taps into the classic appeal of the fake dating trope. This section has a lot of charm, but the execution feels slightly uneven.

The fake dating storyline begins fairly late in the book, and there’s relatively little one-on-one interaction between the Owen and Zar before it starts. Much of the first half focuses solely on Owen navigating dorm life, dining halls, and the overwhelming experience of starting college while trying to make new friends. Those slice-of-life moments do capture the awkward uncertainty of freshman year well, especially Owen’s anxiety about socializing after the first week of school. His personality as a chronic worrier paired with quiet optimism about college is easy to recognize, particularly for anyone who remembers how strange those early college days can feel. But the transition from that, into the fake dating part of the story that more actively involves Zar feels a bit disjointed, particularly after Owen spends so much effort avoiding interactions with his roommate.

I don’t know what kind of game he’s playing, and admitting that yes, I do find him, at least superficially, extremely attractive, feels like a bad move.

Cale Dietrich, My Roommate from Hell

Ironically, once the romance begins, the pacing speeds up too much. Many of Owen and Zar’s more intimate conversations or emotional turning points happen off-page or in quick time skips. Instead of lingering on the yearning, confusion, and “wait, is this still fake?” tension that often makes fake dating stories so satisfying, the story focuses primarily on how they present their relationship in public.

Even with those pacing issues, My Roommate from Hell is still a fun and surprisingly wholesome read. The demon mythology adds a playful supernatural twist to what is otherwise a recognizable college coming-of-age story. Beneath the chaos and humor, the book ultimately centers on Owen learning how to stand up for himself, navigate independence, and figure out what it means to grow into adulthood. The result is a story that feels devilishly fun, occasionally messy, and easy to enjoy, especially for readers who can appreciate the sweetness of a cozy and queer paranormal romance.

Thank you to NetGalley and Wednesday Books for sharing an advanced reader copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.