The Everlasting
The Everlasting is one of those rare books that didn’t just live up to the hype—it shattered me in the best way and whispered, "Good. Now do it again."
Alix E. Harrow delivers a myth wrapped in armor, a love story carved into centuries, and a time loop that somehow never feels repetitive—only devastatingly inevitable. This isn’t just a story about legends; it’s a story about who writes them, who survives them, and who gets erased in the retelling.
At the center is Sir Una Everlasting, a knight shaped by duty and grief, and Owen Mallory, the scholar who keeps trying to record her story “correctly” across timelines. She’s powerful, too obedient. He’s a coward, except when he isn’t. And their relationship— if you can even call it that when fate keeps yanking the rug out—is complex, romantic, deeply flawed, and incredibly human.
Back cover of The Everlasting by Alix E Harrow
Yes, there’s a time loop. But it’s not a gimmick. Each cycle peels back a new layer—of Una, of Owen, of the world around them. And when the twist hits? It hits. I gasped out loud. Like full-on, clutch-my-Kindle shocked.
The writing? Lyrical without being precious. Sharp. Funny in moments you don’t expect. And every few pages I’d find a line that felt like it was whispering secrets just for me.
I didn’t expect this to be one of my all-time favorites, but here we are. It’s a story about love and legacy, memory and myth, and the cost of being turned into a symbol when all you ever wanted was to be free. And yes—it has on-page spice. Beautifully done.
If you’ve ever wanted a story where the woman is the legend and the man is the one bearing witness, where history bends toward heartbreak, and where time refuses to give you peace—read this book. It’s brilliant. It’s brutal. And it’s going to stay with me forever.