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Aurora's End
Amie Kaufman (Website)
Jay Kristoff (Website)
Aurora's Cycle, book three
470 pages, Kindle Edition
Audiobook, 15+ hours
First published November 2, 2021
ISBN 9781524720889
Is this the end?
What happens when you ask a bunch of losers, discipline cases, and misfits to save the galaxy from an ancient evil? The ancient evil wins, of course.
Wait... Not. So. Fast.
When we last saw Squad 312, they were working together seamlessly (aka, freaking out) as an intergalactic battle raged and an ancient superweapon threatened to obliterate Earth. Everything went horribly wrong, naturally.
But as it turns out, not all endings are endings, and the team has one last chance to rewrite theirs. Maybe two. It's complicated.
Cue Zila, Fin, and Scarlett (and MAGELLAN!): making friends, making enemies, and making history? Sure, no problem.
Cue Tyler, Kal, and Auri: uniting with two of the galaxy’s most hated villains? Um, okay. That, too.
Actually saving the galaxy, though? Now that will take a miracle.
Nobody—but nobody—does a recap better than the authors of this book. This final installment opens up with Scarlett, whose self confidence rivals the best of them, and Finian as they wake up to find that they are not, in fact, dead. Which is weird, because that's what usually happens when you, ya know, blow up.
And they realize it again, and again, and again, as we repeat the chapter over and over and over while stuck in a time paradox. In a different place. In a different time.
They're no longer in 2380. They're in 2177. And the galaxy is at war.
Kal and Aurora... they're twenty-seven years into the future. So... 2407.
And Tyler and Kal's villain sister, Saedii (aka Lexa from The 100) are in the present. And speaking of...
Tyler is Saedii's mate? Oh my.. yes! Tears for Cat, but oh yes! I am here for this. For this psycho wench that parades around with a necklace of her past suitor's fingers and our dear, beloved captain.
She’s rage. She’s fire. Pushing like a knife into my chest.
I do what I wish.
I go where I please.
I take what I want.
And I see it then. As her eyes drift from mine, down to my lips and back up again.
Maker’s breath, she wants me.
We crash together, so hard the split in my lip opens again. She breathes into my lungs and my fingers weave into her hair, and the thought of how stupid this is is drowned out by the feel of her in my arms as I lift her off the ground.
She cinches her legs tight around my waist, gasping as we collide with the wall, her fingernails drawing lines of fire across my bare back as my hands squeeze her tight, pushing her hard against the metal. Stupid as this feels, crazy as it is …
The whole galaxy might be at war tomorrow.
We might all be dead.
Live for tonight. Tomorrow we die.
Her mind is entwined with mine, drenching me with her want and redoubling my own. It’s hard to breathe. To think. I’ve never felt anything like this, never needed anything so desperately, but this is insane, this is…
“Saedii,” I gasp, twisting my head away.
Stop speaking, Tyler Jones, comes her voice in my head. There are better things for you to be doing with your mouth.
Yeah, okay.
Hard to argue with that.
I do what I wish.
I go where I please.
I take what I want.
And I see it then. As her eyes drift from mine, down to my lips and back up again.
Maker’s breath, she wants me.
We crash together, so hard the split in my lip opens again. She breathes into my lungs and my fingers weave into her hair, and the thought of how stupid this is is drowned out by the feel of her in my arms as I lift her off the ground.
She cinches her legs tight around my waist, gasping as we collide with the wall, her fingernails drawing lines of fire across my bare back as my hands squeeze her tight, pushing her hard against the metal. Stupid as this feels, crazy as it is …
The whole galaxy might be at war tomorrow.
We might all be dead.
Live for tonight. Tomorrow we die.
Her mind is entwined with mine, drenching me with her want and redoubling my own. It’s hard to breathe. To think. I’ve never felt anything like this, never needed anything so desperately, but this is insane, this is…
“Saedii,” I gasp, twisting my head away.
Stop speaking, Tyler Jones, comes her voice in my head. There are better things for you to be doing with your mouth.
Yeah, okay.
Hard to argue with that.
But then we're back with Kal and Aurora in the future, hanging with Kal's villain father, reuniting with a very angry Tyler and... Saedii's dead. And Zila. And Fin. And Scar. They're believed to be dead, too. And we lost the battle because the weapon we need, the weapon only Aurora and Kal's father can wield, never came.
And a third Tyler chasing Cat, who died in the first book? Or is it the o.g. Tyler? How many Tylers are in this book?!
And how many of those Tylers will die?
Gah! All the feels. The ache! How dare you take such a fun ride and hit me right in the chest in the end!
I should have loved her better. I should have loved her more. And I try to tell her, with the breath I have left in me, with the lips I press to hers, opening my mind and pouring into her, telling her I’m sorry.
I love you.
And then I drive the knife right into her neck.
Dang, Tyler.
I love you.
And then I drive the knife right into her neck.
And Saedii with her daughter, Lae. Finian and that damn pen. Kal with his Be'shmai. Zila.
There's so so much. And, yes, it's all about time.
5 out of 5 stars. I'm going to miss Kal most of all.
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