Thank you to NetGalley and the author for this ARC of Ophia’s Sister-Soul.

This book lives in the liminal—between grief and awakening, between dream and collapse. And while not every piece landed for me, I admired its ambition.

Colleen’s unraveling felt familiar in ways I wasn’t expecting. The grief of a twin lost, the whispers from somewhere not quite here, the fear that what feels real can’t possibly be. That alone might’ve been enough for a slower, tighter novel. But Ophia’s Sister-Soul does not aim for small. It builds twin threads across dimensions, layered with magic, mythology, environmental collapse, and a deep ache for something—anything—worth holding onto.

At times, I had to push through. The world-building is thick and sometimes disorienting, the prose verging on overwrought in moments. But there’s also a haunting beauty in the chaos. Esperidi’s storyline especially—her being the last of something, her journey across a crumbling land in search of meaning—resonated with me more than I expected.

This isn’t a tidy read. It asks you to trust the disjointed. To follow grief through dream logic. To believe that two souls can echo each other across lifetimes and veils. And maybe that’s the point—it mirrors what grieving really feels like.

I didn’t love every chapter. But I felt something in all of them. And for a story rooted in rupture, maybe that’s the highest compliment I can offer.