Ooh that sounds interesting, Terpsichore. Will add it to the wish list!
9 The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue, V.E Schwab
I really wanted to love this, it came highly recommended by various online book clubs.
"Never pray to the Gods who answer after dark". In c18th rural France, desperate to avoid marriage to a man she doesn't love, Addie makes a Faustian pact. She wants more time. She wants to be free. The God/devil who responds to her pleas grants her wish, but of course, you have to be careful what you wish for. The price of her freedom is that Addie will live as long as she wants, but that people will forget her as soon as they lose sight of her. She can move through the world unencumbered, but she cannot form a friendship, or a relationship. She can't get a job, and the possessions that she acquires have a habit of getting lost or disappearing. She is free, but she is alone.
I found this like eating junk food - it was really compelling to read, I couldn't tear myself away, but it's left me unsatisfied and a little manipulated. There are too many holes in the concept, and too many missed opportunities in the story telling (I could go into detail but avoiding spoilers). For a woman who lives through four centuries, she spends not much time thinking about world events, or what it is to be human. Most of her mental energy is devoted to (1) booooo I hate this curse and (2) which of these two handsome dark-haired men is the right one for me? (I mean, it is more complicated than that, but really not much).
I also hate the "he's controlling and borderline abusive, but he's sexy" trope. And there's a lot of that here - it's deliberate, and while the twists in the last chapters kind of put everything where it should be, you've still had 500 pages of Addie swooning over someone who likes to humiliate and hurt her, and that wasn't what I wanted to read.
Finally, I don't know what the name is for this kind of writing, but I know it's pretty Marmite, so be warned (personally, I am a sucker for a big emotional fanfic, so sign me up for present tense narration and the combination of short single-sentence paragraphs and looooong run-on sentences full of hyperbole and breathless FEELINGS).
And she doesn't know how to say "I can't" when there is no explaining why, when she was ready to spend all night with him. so she says, "I shouldn't", and he says, "Please", and she knows it is such a terrible idea, that she cannot hold the secret of her curse aloft over so many heads, knows she cannot keep him to herself, that this is all a game of borrowed time.
But this is how you walk to the end of the world.
This is how you live forever.