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420 pages, Hardcover
First published February 2, 2016
Then his lips pressed against mine. He clasped my hands. I strengthened my grip around his, and for that moment everything else ceased to matter. All that mattered was Les—the way his beard scraped my skin and how his lips tightened in a smile against mine until he laughed and pulled away.
“This has been an excellent jailbreak.”
Val leaned closer to me, his thigh pressed against mine. A moment later his hand followed, fingers resting on the leather-clad skin of my leg. And though I couldn’t feel the circles his fingers traced, I still shivered beneath his touch.Right off the bat, we got us a motherfucking romance, y'all.
I pulled away, every bit of me protesting.
“I’m working,” I whispered, but it sounded weak even to me. “And someone could see us.” That sounded even weaker. Our relationship was a secret, and the thrill of keeping ourselves hidden was half the fun.
I used to think Val was vain and spoiled and self-indulgent. Now...now I felt the same way, but there was something to be said for capturing a vain man’s gaze.You know, usually when you fall for someone, you discover the good qualities in them instead of falling for all their bad qualities. Girl, you stupid.
What would I do? The only thing I could do.Bravo. BRAVO! And that's exactly what she does, she uses her competency and skills and so on and so forth to kill and avenge her family.
Kill everyone responsible.
All that mattered was killing the Da Vias.
DNF at about 60%
Once in a while I am in a mood for angsty romantic stories, so when I saw some of my friends complaining about an absolutely whiny heroine and sugar-sweet romance I thought: ok, the heroine is a ninny but all I want is a decent romance, please. Oh my, get what you asked for, Nastassja. From this point I am going to rant a lot about all the things I didn't like about this book, and if you haven't read it - beware the spoilers.
The first thing I noticed is the world-building. It is intrinsic and unique to some extent, and I probably would've liked it if not for the way it was inserted into the story. It was served to us the most boring way one could possibly imagine (or at least I could). For example: we are reading a dialogue between characters and then in the middle of that dialogue MС starts to mull over some aspect of the culture or rules or any other detail, really; it goes on and on - feels like forever - and feels like the author tries to jam that information into our mouths like we are a naughty children refusing to swallow whatever grown-ups trying to feed us. No, thank you, I am perfectly fine without your food or in the case of this book - without your lengthy boring forced details. The sad part is that the world in the story is quite interesting as I mentioned before, so sad it wasn't presented accordingly.
Then goes my next issue - the MC Oleander (she is literally and figuratively a special flower) aka Lea. All they say about her is true: she is whiny, she is vain, she is indecisive, she is flat.... I didn't find any pleasant qualities in her; zero connection from my side. I struggled to understand her, but I was like a stranger passing by, and if she was lying and bleeding on the asphalt, I wouldn't move a finger to help her. Yes, I am that evil, but, god, how tired I am of underaged whiny teenagers.
But Val . . . didn’t he love me? Had it all counted for nothing?
I closed my eyes. What hurt more? The death of my Family, or the cold betrayal?
Um, I guess the death of your family should hurt more? No? You are suppose do avenge them... or am I confusing something? I thought she was better. And what about her talking all the time about revenge and doing nothing most of the book (I skipped through the rest and know that she'll get some kind of revenge, but that took her sooooo long *yawns*)
I needed to find my uncle, enlist his help and his knowledge of the Da Vias. And then kill them all.
I closed my eyes and pictured slipping my knives into their hearts, cutting them down with my sword, forcing them to drink my most painful poisons. They deserved it and worse for what they’d done to the Saldanas.
“I’m a clipper, a disciple of Safraella,” I said to my reflection. “Murder is always the answer.”
Actually, I don't understand why she is so bent on revenge: her family was pretty terrible:
Yes, my mother had tried to kill me again tonight. But she’d done it to make me a better clipper. In her own, twisted way she was protecting me by making me stronger.
Oh, did she? I guess, good for her? And the best part, she doesn't even have a well-thought through plan, but she says otherwise:
“Whatever my plans are, they are well considered.”
She is supposedly a deadly trained assassin, then why the hell is she blushing every fucking minute! I can kill without blinking but I can't take a compliment without blushing. Yes girl, you are something!
I blushed behind my mask and pulled away.
Les shot me a sideways glance and I flushed.
Oh, did I forget to mention that our special flower is also vain:
Did your mother or father ever ask if you wanted to be something else?”
I snorted. “Who would give up a life of money and power and respect?”
Now, let's finally talk about my reason for reading this book - LURVE. But, Nastassja, did you know this book has a love-triangle? *gasp* WUT?!!! Nooooooooo. And did you know they will actually die together like Romeo and Juliet, then they will be resurrected together (not like Romeo and Juliet, apparently). And one specific detail: the heroine will do all of that with the other guy. Not the one from the rival family? Nope. Not the one she is so in lurve with, but they are star-crossed lovers and will become enemies and then will fight their way to each other again? Nope, not this one. *double gasp* I don't believe in true love any longer... She will fall in insta-love with a different guy almost after *checks her watch* yep, approximately five minutes after they met each other *facepalm*
I’d thought I loved Val. But maybe that love had been built on the prestige of his bloodline, his talents, and his wealth. Les had none of those things, and yet his very presence made me feel safe.
Bye-bye Val, we found a substitution for you, his name is Les and he is not less then you, because he is taller.
I am so done with this book! *leaves the stage and slams the door behind*
“Family over family.”
“Dying is the easy part.” Marcello got to his feet. “But what you leave behind is another matter.”
“Nice. Though I’d choose a knife in the back any day.”
I nudged him again. “Be careful what you wish for in the dark, no?”