Infinity Son

I’ll admit, I went into *Infinity Son* skeptical. Urban fantasy can so easily tip into cliché, but Silvera’s NYC feels *lived-in*—the bodegas, the subway grime, the way magic bleeds into real-world struggles like housing displacement. The audiobook’s cast nails this gritty authenticity. Robbie Daymond’s performance as Emil is the standout: his voice trembles with repressed rage, then hardens into something terrifying as Emil’s powers grow. Kirby Heyborne, meanwhile, makes Brighton’s arrogance weirdly charismatic, even when you want to slap him. The real magic (pun intended) happens in their scenes together—you *hear* the history between them, the love and resentment tangled up in every insult. That said, the pacing stumbles in the middle. The worldbuilding is immersive, but a few lore-heavy chapters slow the momentum, and the romance subplot (while steamy) feels undercooked compared to the brotherly dynamic. The production, though, is flawless—sound effects are sparse but impactful (a specter’s growl, the *crack* of a spell), and the narrators’ chemistry sells even the weaker scenes. The ending? Brutal. Not just because it’s a cliffhanger, but because Silvera forces you to question who the *real* villains are. If you’re here for neat resolutions, look elsewhere. But if you want a fantasy that’s as messy and electric as the city it’s set in, this audiobook is a full-throttle ride. Just don’t start it before bed—you’ll lose sleep.