This is the third Narnia book I’ve read—yes, I’m reading them in a “different” order 😅—and honestly, I think it’s my favorite so far. Watching Lucy and Edmund’s growth since their first adventure was truly rewarding, and Eustace surprised me in the best way. But Reepicheep? That little mouse had more courage than a lion—easily my favorite character! 🐭🗡 This book pulled me out of a reading slump, and for that, I’ll always be grateful. I’m really enjoying the series and can’t wait to dive into the next one.

Este libro me gustó más de lo que esperaba. Es muy diferente a la película de Disney, pero tiene su propia magia. Mowgli es un niño travieso con un profundo deseo de pertenecer, y aunque ser un “cachorro de hombre” lo hace distinto a su familia en la selva, también es lo que le permite encontrar su verdadero lugar. Baloo y Bagheera me encantaron—son leales, sabios y tiernos a su manera. Sin duda, Mowgli no habría llegado tan lejos sin ellos. Una lectura entretenida y sorprendentemente profunda.

Unfortunately, this one didn’t work for me. Nearly 500 pages of buildup, and yet nothing really happened. The premise was intriguing, but the execution just dragged. The romance felt flat, and the female lead’s motivation was almost nonexistent. Around the final quarter, I finally got a spark of chemistry between the characters, but it wasn’t enough. The ending felt absurd and senseless—and that cliffhanger? Instead of making me want more, it made me put the book down for good. Found out too late it originated on Wattpad… and that explained a lot.

Ares, son of Hades and Persephone, stands guard over the Gates of Hell, fighting daemons desperate to break through. After a brutal night of battle, a powerful enemy strips him of his fire magic—right as he steps in to save Megan, a mortal woman. Now, Ares must face a new kind of vulnerability... and a growing, unsettling obsession with the very human he rescued. If I enjoyed anyone, it was Marek. Unfortunately, the main characters fell flat. The relationship between Ares and Megan felt more toxic than romantic—intense, possessive, and rushed. There was no real development between them, just instant obsession on Ares’s part. He loses his powers, meets Megan, and suddenly decides she’s his—with no buildup, no connection, no justification. It’s not a fated mates trope, it’s just... abrupt. And uncomfortable. That said, the worldbuilding showed promise. The mythology around the Gates of Hell, the Keys of Hades, and the different powers granted to each son was creative and intriguing. I’d genuinely enjoy a book focused more on that lore than the romance. As for pacing: the first kiss doesn’t come until nearly 50% through, and yet their “love” is declared within four days, without meaningful connection. The emotional arc simply didn’t work for me. If you enjoy slow burns with minimal romantic development but heavy fantasy elements, this might be for you. Personally? It missed the mark. I won’t be continuing the series.

As someone who absolutely loves the Narnia movies, I’ve been eager to dive into the books for a while. This is the second book I’ve read after The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe (I’m reading them in a different order), and I’m thrilled with how the story continues. In this book, we meet Prince Caspian, a young prince who, with the help of High King Peter, recovers his rightful position as the true King of Narnia. Together, they bring the Old Narnia creatures out of hiding and restore the land to its former glory. It's a beautifully written book that is easy to follow, and even though there’s less action than in the movie, the key events are still well represented. The themes of bravery, friendship, and standing up for what’s right really shine through. I highly recommend it to anyone who loves The Chronicles of Narnia or wants to escape into a magical world of adventure and fantasy.

I'm stunned. Speechless. I thought I had it figured out—I had my suspicions, I tried to piece it all together... but Christie still outsmarted me. Every clue felt just a little off, every theory just a little too easy. And then the ending came—and it wrecked me. I sat there, book in hand, just staring. How does she do it? How does she twist everything so perfectly? Another masterpiece finished... and honestly, I’m still catching my breath. Death on the Nile is pure brilliance.