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300 pages, Paperback
First published December 22, 2014
Took me an entire day to process my thoughts because after reading this, all I can think about was...
Nick in his skin-tight quantum armor or the lack thereof...
Nick and his incinerating stare which doesn't burn you, well literally, but does spark something inside you. Be it this kind...
Or this...
Doesn't really matter which kind, does it?
Or his perfectly ogle-able butt or how he cooks with precision and perfection or both his butt and culinary skills in the same thought; either is desirable...
Or his despicable fashion sense at home or his deadpan sense of humor. Uhm, endearing much?
Yeah, all these are enough to cloud my thoughts and...
Heh. I should have written paragraphs by now but you can't really blame me.
Okay, enough of Nick (but not really). Let's get the ball rolling, shall we?
*Insert perfect transition to my 'smart' review (again, not really)*
*Clears throat*
All Nick-fangirling aside, this was one of the most unique books I've read to date. The world that Alex Gabriel created was insanely well thought of. It's a futuristic universe with superheroes and challengers living normally, or close enough. But it's not what makes this book unique. It's how Gabriel made a mockery out of the hero/villain business but in a ridiculously smart, wacky, funny kind of way. With over the top heroes and their challengers, completely absurd subplots, and with the way Gabriel made all these seem normal, what more can you ask for right?
Wrong!
Because while the macro side of things worked well for this book, Pat and Nick's romance was even more delightful to follow.
Don't even ask me why it worked for me. Both MCs are awkward with each one on a different side of the awkwardness spectrum (if there is even one). But goodness gracious hallelujah, their chemistry was sizzling. It was arousing but without letting the adorable, dorky, cute, and awkward factor(s) go. More than half of the book, I was giggling and bed-rolling like a lunatic.
"Patrick West." Nick spoke so quietly the words were hardly more than a soft exhalation. "Student. Swimmer. Fan of lurid supernatural romances, €linore, and BadMadRad. Casual gamer. Admirer of Jaguar, fictional warrior princesses, and soprano witch queens. Lover of historical buildings. Idealist who wants to build cities where people can live well. Owner of strong opinions he never hesitates to defend, no matter how obviously wrong. Quick to laugh. Spontaneous and unselfconscious, except when he thinks too much, or tries too hard. Talks too much, with hardly any filter between the brain and the mouth. Adaptable, Outgoing. Unreserved. Loud. Talented. Whole-hearted. Foolhardy. Stronger than he thinks. Wiser than he seems."
"I know you, too," Pat blurted, breathless. "Nicholas Andersen, aka Silver Paladin. Brilliant engineer, inventor, and all-around tech geek. Lover of hypotheticals and logic puzzles. Focused and intense. More comfortable with machines than humans; uncertain of how to interact with people outside of familiar patterns and situations. Thoughtful and kind without noticing. Subtle, dry sense of humor. Passionate about the greater good, driven by the need to help, to use his advantages for everyone's benefit. Alone in his own inner world. Serious and wound tight. Eager to learn, to know more, to experience new things. Scary smart. Courageous. Honest with himself as well as others. Observant. Open-minded and adaptable. Sweet."
*Sigh* I mean who does that? It's like reading wedding vows or something. But this very accurately describes why I love these two oafs. And I say that very fondly.
This was sweet, action-packed, and nerdfully satisfying. Most of all, it's genuinely funny with lots of heart to last a grand hoagie/challenger showdown of the century.
“It wasn’t that he didn’t want his mother to conquer the world. Of course he did; she was his mom, and she deserved it.”
“Tomorrow I’m going to mow the lawn and prune the trees, and after that I’ll cook some stews and casseroles to put in the freezer. We’ll be glad of them when we’re busy gaining dominion over the world, and can’t find time to cook.”
* Not a problem, apparently, if it lands you some much-needed cash, hot sex and eventually a hot boyfriend.![]()
* Yes, people who know you will still be able to recognize you even if you are wearing a mask. Or a mask and body oil and some hot pants.
“Level with me, serpent spawn. You’re all having me on, aren’t you? The only alternative would be to believe that you’ve actually had sex with Silver Paladin, and there are a thousand and one things wrong with that picture. For one thing, how on earth would you have gotten the stick out of his ass?”
“I’m adorable, dude. A total dazzler. We talked about this, remember?”I loved every page of this story; every single ridiculous moment...
Pat snorted. “If only you knew how wrong you are. See, the entire world is populated by these really weird dudes, and I’m the only normal one. Nobody but me ever seems to get that.”Full Time College Student,
Nick was bad with people and had weird habits and questionable opinions, but he was terribly good and heroic at his core, all selfless and noble and shit. It was pretty disgusting, actually...Part Time Super Hero,
This wasn’t the kind of thing that happened in real life; bizarre and unlikely misunderstandings like this were the stuff of straight-to-DVD romantic comedies. Plus, Pat? Pat of all people? Who on earth would mistake Pat for a hooker?Pat's mind might have been clouded by several layers of lust, but the guy isn't stupid. He figures out that when Nick asked the AI to "send up a guy" he really meant send up a hooker, and ta-da Patrick showed up.
Silver Paladin, apparently
Nick was way hotter than nine-tenths of the people Pat had previously not been ogled by.
Yeah, sure, Pat would put it on his schedule right after 'jump off a bridge' and/or 'win the Bonelle prize for astrophysics.'
The Battery of Bounty had an even sillier name than the Crystal of Power, in Pat's considered opinion--who named these things, anyway?--but it got the job done.
For a moment it sounded as though he would go off into a Speech of Frothing Rage in the noble tradition of the Challenger Foiled, but he trailed off instead, shaking his head and digging out his mobile phone.
1) Pat hadn’t accidentally been mistaken for a prostitute
2)Pat hadn’t stupidly started to fall for the emotionally stunted superhero
3)Pat wasn’t completely related and/or friends with most of the cities supervillain population
--He also may or may not have also undertaken a few minion duties here and there (but what happens under the mask, stays under the mask!)