
This is one of those novels I’m finally getting around to in my overly large TBR. And I’m glad I did.
For a story ostensibly about a generations-long battle between a monster and a family trying to destroy a monster, this is incredibly sweet. And cozy. It worked as bedtime reading.
Yes, Shesheshen is a shape-shifting monster who consumes humans. Shesheshen is also awkward, ill-at-ease, taciturn, and really just wants to be left alone. But as the resident monster in her area, that’s not a possibility. The local family in charge wants her dead, and periodically sends assassins to her lair.
Then, after being injured, Shesheshen meets a human named Homily. And now Shesheshen is having a whole lot of feelings about a human, and is making distinctions between humans in general and Homily in specific. Shesheshen begins to shift her approach –and her sense of self — as this relationship blossoms.
As the story unfolds, we see repeatedly that the humans in the story are the *actual* monsters. While I’m generally not a body horror person, this novel makes it manageable (think along the lines of T. Kingfisher), and the sweetness of the care that Shesheshen and Homily put into learning to build their relationship together when neither of them have had healthy models AT ALL for that is a delight.
Highly recommended. ⭐⭐⭐⭐








