Alexandra Rowland has a way of systematically tearing me apart and then putting me back together better than I was before. The bar was very high for me going into Yield Under Great Persuasion, as I knew from the first time I read the blurb exactly what this book would do to me, but from the first gloriously unhinged sentence I immediately knew that this book was something special.

Rowland has really outdone themself with this novel. It’s more than just a cozy romantasy. It’s a strangely sexy therapy session. It’s a pot of your favorite tea and a bubble bath on a fall evening. It’s the entire spectrum of human emotion in 300-some pages. It’s a thesis on “bittersweet”, on “yearning”, on hoping for better, on laughing through tears and smiling in spite of everything. It’s a weighted blanket of a book.

I will never be the same. 5 big, huge, enormous stars.