Library Of Souls review

My rating:⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️Page count:464


A boy with extraordinary powers. An army of deadly monsters. An epic battle for the future of peculiardom.

The adventure that began with Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children and continued in Hollow City comes to a thrilling conclusion with Library of Souls. As the story opens, sixteen-year-old Jacob discovers a powerful new ability, and soon he’s diving through history to rescue his peculiar companions from a heavily guarded fortress. Accompanying Jacob on his journey are Emma Bloom, a girl with fire at her fingertips, and Addison MacHenry, a dog with a nose for sniffing out lost children.

They’ll travel from modern-day London to the labyrinthine alleys of Devil’s Acre, the most wretched slum in all of Victorian England. It’s a place where the fate of peculiar children everywhere will be decided once and for all. Like its predecessors, Library of Souls blends thrilling fantasy with never-before-published vintage photography to create a one-of-a-kind reading experience.



I LOVE LOVE LOVED THIS BOOK. It was magnificently original! And the photographs just made it even better! Okay, but seriously, this book surprised me in all the best ways. I honestly can’t say much about it, without spoiling much. But I will say I totally saw some of the plot twists coming. Like a certain someone’s betrayal, and that certain someone’s attempt at redemption. Cough *Bentham* Cough. And, the one thing I was relieved and super surprised by, was that everyone survived in the end. I’m actually super glad Ransom Riggs decided not to rip our hearts out. #forthefirsttimeinforever

And don’t even get me started on how quotable this book was. I can’t even count how many tabs I used to keep track of all the quotes. The “memorable quotes” section of this review is going to be SUPER LONG. 


In my review of Hollow City, I said how I wasn’t a fan of Jacob and Emma, but I must say, I’ve definitely grown on them. TBH, they still don’t have a lot of depth, but there was a ton of character development in this book. I do find it a little surprising and weird that they’re super “close” even though they’ve only known each other for a week. LIKE WHAT? I thought it had been months or something. Goodness gracious. Anyways, I really like all the side characters, even though they weren’t really in this book much. And might I dare say, miss peregrine was only present in 1 full book in this series. She’s been captive the rest of the time. 

Overall & Recommendations:

This was overall an amazing series. The first book wasn’t the best, but I’m really happy how the rest took a turn for the best. And everybody says this series is super creepy, but i honestly wasn’t phased. I’d say 14+, depending on your tolerance for violence. 

Memorable Quotes:

No one can hurt you as badly as the people you love.” 
“To some it might’ve seemed callous, the way she boxed up her pain and set it aside, but I knew her well enough now to understand. She had a heart the size of France, and the lucky few whom she loved with it were loved with every square inch—but its size made it dangerous, too. If she let it feel everything, she’d be wrecked. So she had to tame it, shush it, shut it up. Float the worst pains off to an island that was quickly filling with them, where she would go to live one day.” 
“Maybe,” she said. “Maybe. But now you’re making promises you might not be able to keep, and that’s how people in love get very badly hurt.” 
“Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. It’s not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.” 
“And it occured to me, standing there, just breathing with her, quiet settling around us, that those might be the three most beautiful words in the English language. We have time.” 
“Doubt is the pinprick in the life raft.” 
“Emma laughed darkly. “It’s a completely mad idea, I know. But my brain is a hope-making engine.”

“I’m so glad,” I said. “Mine is a worst-case-scenario generator.”

“We need each other, then.”

“Yes. But we already knew that, I think.”
“Emma’s left hand took my right—it was all the warmth and meaning we could trade. We were developing a language that was entirely untranslatable into words, a special vocabulary of gestures and glances and touches and increasingly deep kisses that was growing richer, more intense, more complex by the hour. It was fascinating and essential and in moments like this, made me just a little less cold and a little less scared than I might’ve been otherwise.”

“Okayyy,” I said, exaggerating my disappointment in order to hide it. While seeing Emma in her underwear was an undeniably appealing prospect, all the life-threatening peril we’d endured lately had put that part of my teenage brain into a kind of deep freeze. A few more serious kisses, though, and my baser instincts might start to reassert

“I’m so happy you’re here,” he said. “It’s proof, I think, that the stars are beginning to align for us.”

“She wished me luck and kissed me on the lips. Then I looked at Sharon, who tilted his head at me as if to say, I hope you’re not expecting a kiss from me, too, and I just laughed and walked toward the fighters.”

“It was like robbing a bank: getting the money was only half the job. Then you had to get away with the money.”
“And if he’s scared of us, Jacob…” She narrowed her eyes at me. “That means there’s something to be scared of.”

“I continued, louder. “I miss my grandfather every day, but a very smart friend once told me that everything happens for a reason. If I hadn’t lost him,
well, I never would’ve found you. So I guess I had to lose one part of my family to find another. Anyway, that’s how you make me feel. Like family. Like one of you.”

“I needed all of it. Both families, both families, both Jacobs—all of Emma. I knew I would have to chose, and I was afraid it would split me in half.”

“I tried to imagine telling my parents the truth. In that regard, the phone conversation is had with my father in the Underground had been a preview of coming attractions. He’s lost it. Our son is insane. Or on drugs. Or maybe not in enough drugs.”

“Okay, please do the memory wipe thing to my parents. That sounds amazing. And while you’re at it, there was this time when I was twelve that I crashed my moms car into the garage door…” 

“Lets not get carried away Mr. Portman.”

“And then she kissed me. A big, full-on-the-lips kiss that left my head spinning. 

“I thought we were just friends!” I said, pulling back in surprise.

“Um yes,” she said sheepishly. “Now we are. I just needed one to remember us by.”

We were both laughing, our hearts soaring and breaking at once.”


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