Published by Bantam Books on 1997
Genres: Adult, Fantasy
Source: Kindle (Amazon)
Summers span decades. Winter can last a lifetime. And the struggle for the Iron Throne has begun.
As Warden of the north, Lord Eddard Stark counts it a curse when King Robert bestows on him the office of the Hand. His honour weighs him down at court where a true man does what he will, not what he must … and a dead enemy is a thing of beauty.
The old gods have no power in the south, Stark’s family is split and there is treachery at court. Worse, the vengeance-mad heir of the deposed Dragon King has grown to maturity in exile in the Free Cities. He claims the Iron Throne.
Throughout this whole book, the only thing that resonated in my head over and over again was:
Saying that this book would not break your heart would be a cruel lie. This book was meant to break things. Your feels, your heart, the whole world. I think George R. R. Martin collected people’s tears and horrors, or maybe that’s just me. Did this book affect me as badly as the TV shows affected everyone else? Damn right. Reading this book made me feel like I just went through a thousand deaths, that maybe there really is no hope on this world, because heroes no longer win. Winter is coming. Damn right was Ned Stark when he uttered that phrase. How am I honestly supposed to review this book?
A million tears wouldn’t be enough, let me tell you that. This book was heartbreakingly amazing. I’m a pretty fast reader, but this book took me almost a week to read. Yeah, it was thick, but I’ve read thicker books within a day. It’s just. THIS BOOK IS JUST HORRIFYING. But it’s amazing, and interesting and I just want to buy the physical copy and reread it all over again, feeling all those feels and deaths and everything. I never thought I’d be interested in Game of Thrones. But now as I sit here writing this review, I cannot wait to watch Season 1. Did I mention that this whole series has been made into such an accurate adaptation of the TV show version?
Saying I hate the author would be an understatement. I despise George R. R. Martin, but I so love love his books. I hate him for drawing me into this whole series, and holding me captive in its cruel, brilliant world, even after seeing deaths of practically ALL the characters that I like. I mean, WHY? WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO US? Make us fall in love with the amazing, smart characters, tear them all apart, and then butcher them one by one?
This book makes me psychotic, that I really want to own the whole series.
The characters are beautifully written, and each important character got their own minutes of fame. I have to admit that my two favorite would be Jon Snow and Arya Stark. HATED CHARACTER, YOU ASK? Sansa, you dim witted lil girl. This is all your fault. But yes, anyway, do pick up this book, guys. Or watch the TV show. Either way, I wish you guys all the best HAHAHAH.