I find my standards slowly decreasing and my like for these low standards increasing. It is the sad state of literature today. Who am I kidding? I read YA novel for the immediate satisfaction and lack of effect on the state of my thinking about my current life. I like that it is simple, dumb and fanciful. Idealistic about the future of the human race, even. I even like when it is dark, negative and tears are shed over the depressing nature of it all. I like teen books because they are unrealistic, much like Disney movies, and do not require me to think. On the rare occasions that they do, I am pleasantly surprised (or mightily displeased). So heed my warning, readers, though I gave this book a low rating, I still enjoyed reading it.
Also, I swear a lot, please be wary.Keywords:
Minneapolis, dark star, morning star, single mother, teen drama, best friends, powers, small community, demons.Rating: Sentence:
I sentence Bethany Frenette to life as a mime trapped in a real
box, because that is what this kind of first-person perspective does to a reader.Review:
I will keep this review short since I read this book in about an hour and a half. This was a fast read because there was not much to it. This uses a recycled plot and recycled "surprises".
For those who liked the feel of The Demon-Trapper's Daughter
, this book can provide that. It's a small, close-knit community of people with power called the "Kin" who are likely ruled by some sort of council or elders or someshit I've heard before. They are responsible for the safety of Earth or the large city they reside in and murders be happenin' all over the place (more than usual for the amount of demons they deal with regularly). So hide yo kids, hide yo wives and hide yo husbands, 'cause they cuttin' errybody's ankles out hurr!
Something goes wrong and naturally the "daughter" or MC of this goddamn story must meddle because she is curious as fuck and the only real part of her personality is her incessant questioning, which is also a recycled trait.
The MC gets hurt/learns the grisly details behind her mother's "crime-fighting" and gets ragged on by not only her mother, but her obviously to-be-lover. Daddy issues, much? He follows her around, protects her, annoys her, clearly checks her out and then pretends to be an oppressive jackass (actually, I don't think he was pretending), when everyone should know she's going to do something stupid that'll get her hurt anyway.
Everyone she goddamn knows/has heard about is some sort of "Kin" or part-Kin and pretty much the only surprise is that she isn't the Remnant (this everyone-might-be-Kin bit is very similar to my everybody-might-be-a-lycan complaint about Hemlock).
Now, you're probably wondering why I'm complaining so much if I said I liked it. The answer is simple: I expect more and better from the next book; I expect more romancing; and I expect a Remnant to be found. Also Iris. Let's get this Iris plot twist all untangled.
The reason I was able to stand this book was because the writing wasn't awful, there was a baking-cake-fight scene and possibly the cutest, clumsiest kiss scene. That's it. Now frak off.
I'm exhausted and still goddamn reading The Rise of Nine.