Isle of Spirits (Keys Trilogy #2) by Anna Roberts

Isle of Spirits (Keys Trilogy Book 2) - Anna Roberts

Blue has had a whole new world shown to her – a world of werewolves and magic and witchcraft. She has come into this world just as the entire world seemed to fall apart.


With Gloria, ancient witch matriarch who held most of the Keys together, now a wolf and not really talking. Northern Florida is overwhelmed by swamp wolves with a habit of cannibalism and the aging werewolves are facing their own personal fears


Blue is in the middle of this and perhaps the only person who can put this all together and try and find an answer




I continue to love the unique world setting of this series and this book really does bring it home especially in relation to the curse of the werewolf. More and more we see werewolf-ness as generally being a useful thing for characters in most Urban Fantasy books. You get super healing and strength, complete control of your animal forms and often a metabolism which allows you to eat all burgers all the time without putting on any weight. But here we have a very different story – we have werewolves who are literally monsters in animal form and legitimately terrified over what they may do (and upset over what they have done). The change is depicted in a truly horrific, agonising manner making to clear every month this is something to dread and desperately prepare for.


We see with “elderly” werewolves a sincere concern over their health and eating correctly because each change could be their last and if they’re not looking after themselves it may be too much for them to handle. We see the horror that any of them may suffer when the change can go wrong – from when the change WILL go wrong? Because it is an inevitable which leads them all to consider if this will be the day they commit suicide or if they can trust their friends to kill them.


And that old age is 30s – because changing every month is killing them. It adds to the underlying tension and pain these characters come from and which characterises their lives.


This is also linked with the fact that the werewolves live in a largely lawless community – because they’re both off the grid and covering things up due to being werewolves but also generally poor and forgotten so it’s not like they could expect the usual legal authorities to care about them



This is the excellent foundation for everything the characters do. Their desperation, their fear, their lack of hope for the long term, the defeatism of Grayson, the avoidance of Gabe, the immaturity of Eli and even the bitterness of Charlie all comes from this excellent foundation that underpins their lives. They’re werewolves – and that means nothing but terrible things especially now that Gloria, who was a pillar of both stability and safety in their lives even when she was suffering from Alzheimers, is now no longer involved as they all are reaching a dangerous age.


This is what underpins the story. In fact, I actually think this may be the story since it’s largely the characters adapting to this situation, living in it and trying to deal with the issues that arise from it


My main issue with this book is the central part of it. No-one really knows what is going on, everyone is kind of sad. Blue is at wits end not knowing what to do about Gloria who is a wolf and trying to understand magic, grasping what it means to be a witch. We have Gideon who is very sad because of the inevitability of werewolf death and the trouble with keeping a job. Eli is… Eli. Sad and mopey and having health issues. Charlie is mopey and sad facing his own health issues


Ruby is kind of around involved… I guess.


And it just circles round and round; bleak on bleak, confusion on confusion, introspection and moping and generally just plodding around through a whole lot of sadness. And it sets the theme very well in terms of how difficult life is for werewolves. It sets the theme for how out of their depth they are. It sets the theme for how generally hard and bleak the whole situation is.


But my gods it’s a slog. Powerful – but a slog. Kind of like completing a hike through a particularly bleak moor – it’s powerful, it’s emotional, it difficult and faintly rewarding but still bleak, hard work and grim.



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