I’ve waxed poetic regarding my love for supernatural creatures before (proof), so this post should come as no surprise. A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness.
Since the beginning of January, this book seemed to find me; everywhere I turned I saw its cover, read press releases and was teased into wanting this book, a tale of an in-denial witch (Diana), a 1,500-year-old vampire (Matthew) and so much more. I downloaded the Kindle version as soon as it was available and read the book in about two days flat.
This is a suspenseful tale of international intrigue and rich history told against the background of a world where humans rub elbows with witches, vampires and daemons. Harkness creates a complex new idea of the old supernatural standard, giving new life to the over-commercialized and over-sexualized idea of vampires. The elements of history and science blend with her story in a fascinating way that really draws in the reader and makes you suspend any disbelief of magical creatures that lingers.
I’ve read that this is the first of a planned trilogy and my only regret in reading it is that I’ll have to wait for those other books to continue my adventures in Harkness’ magical world. Find this title online or at a bookseller near you.