"Roses have both petals and thorns, my dark flower. You needn't believe something weak because it appears delicate. Show the world your bravery." 
 I really really REALLY wanted to love this book... but I didn't. It was just ok. I don't know if this because the book just wasn't for me, or because I'm in a funny reading slump where nothing is agreeing with me? Stalking Jack the Ripper also reminded me of The Dark Days Club, which I wasn't really a fan of. Overall, it was fairly entertaining. I was just expecting more. There were times while I was reading where I'd just stop and think "Why is this even happening?". The ending was super anti-climatic and disappointing, I feel sad about it even as I'm writing this. 
 Just because I was interested in a man's job didn't mean I had to give up being girly. Who defined those roles anyhow? 
 I'm going to call it a trope? even though it might not be, but I'm a little bit sick of the whole in-your-face "I'm a young woman in 19th century society and I can do what a man can do and no one can stop me and I'm determined blah blah" yeah I get it, you're "aware" and not down for any bull, got it. Cheque, please. Too harsh? I don't know, fight me on I guess... I get that Audrey is supposed to be the "feminist" in Victorian Britain, but why does that give her the right to look down on the other females in the book for what they've chosen to follow or find interest in, and it's not even pity, it's disgust almost. And why does there only get to be ONE strong female character, I just... I'll stop. I need to let it go. 
 Unfortunately, I guessed who the Ripper was right at the beginning, which is where I think it all started to go downhill for me, and just felt super let down. One of the biggest unsolved mysteries in history, and THIS is the culprit. I wanted to be kept guessing throughout the entire book, and I wasn't, it was just so easy... *sigh* 
 I'm not sure how to approach this, but Audrey Rose being of English and Indian descent was never an issue? I feel like in Victorian Britain, she would have had more than a few comments directed at her race? I know she describes herself as being a lot lighter than her mother, but why mention being bi-racial and not really cover it in the book. Feminism is brought up on every other page, but race - nothing. 
 Ok, from my comments it might sound like I should have given this book a 1 or 2 stars, but I did enjoy it and it was well-written, it just wasn't anything special or "out there" or super gripping, honestly. 
 "I'm unpredictable, and you adore it. Just as I cannot wrap my massive brain around the equation of you and yet adore it." 
 11/10 on the setting of London!! I really appreciated the historic accuracy, that was golden. 
 I loved Thomas. Just him. On his own. Clever. Blunt. Disinterested. Invades personal space and wrestled a character to the ground within the first 2 chapters. My kinda guy. HOWEVER, he was basically Sherlock Holmes... Don't get me wrong I love a bit of Sherlock as much as the next person (I'M SHERLOCKED) but the character felt kind of ripped off. 
 My FAVOURITE FAVOURITE parts of Stalking are when Audrey is super passive aggressive to Blackburn etc. I was yelling. In those moments, and those moments alone, she was truly my girl. 
 I can't see me reading the next book in the series, Hunting Prince Dracula, but never say never. 
 "Ah," Uncle said, putting a hat on and tugging it low, "the dead speak to those who listen. Be quieter than even them."