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Knight after Night

Book Review of Knight after Night (Vampire Assassin League #1), by Jackie Ivie

Knight After NightI downloaded a copy of Jackie Ivie‘s Knight After Night from Amazon. It’s a perma-freebie.

Description from goodreads:
THE VAMPIRE
Highland Vampire Thoran MacKettryck’s lonely. Bitter. Vengeful. For centuries now, he’s taken lives for profit and drained blood for free. Just like always. But then he’s gifted what every immortal craves: his mate. He just can’t believe his eyes when he finally hunts her down. 

HIS MATE
Jolie Pritchard’s young. Studious. Driven. Studying Medieval Literature is her life and this scholarship – her dream. She’s the last thing an arrogant, gorgeous, world-class playboy should be pursuing and she knows it. If only he wasn’t the most thrilling male she’s ever imagined…

THE CURSE
She was warned. She didn’t listen.

Review:
Man, what a waste! Ivie can write. There’s witty dialogue. There’s a cute, kind of clueless alpha male who begs. (I love me some begging man.) There’s smart female lead. There’s vampires. Really, this should have been a slam dunk for me. But no. No. No. No. NO. NO!

It’s not even half as long as it needs to be to allow for a believable plot. So it’s incredibly rushed and almost every aspect of it is underdeveloped. Thornan is apparently some sort of vampire assassin (the series is even called Vampire Assassin League) but that’s not addressed anywhere in the book.

Jolie is unnecessarily rude to Thornan from the moment they meet. Really, people usually present a little social grace when confronted with new people before turning mean. He bullies her into a date by threatening violence against anyone she tries to call for help and ignores all her attempts at agency. Then, despite the author trying to show Jolie angry at the idea of being materialistic, a full on third of the book seems to be dedicated to describing his wealth and Jolie’s response to it.

There is slut shaming and the requisite naive virgin whining about how his big penis will tear her. WTF? Jolie just accepts everything with ease by deciding not to think about it (what happened to the smart girl in the beginning) and seems to have some sort of personality transplant about halfway through the book. Then they declare ever-lasting love after one night together.

I am so disappointed!

 

The One We Feed

Book Review of The One We Feed (The Apocalyptic Series #2), by Kristina Meister

The One We Feed

I won a copy of Kristina Meister‘s The One We Feed through Library Thing. I read/reviewed book one in the series, Craving, here.

Description from Goodreads:
After the bizarre suicide of her sister, Lilith Pierce discovered that the world was full of dangers and villains she could not have imagined, and that the history of human civilization was far from complete. Now, gifted with tremendous powers she barely understands, Lilith is determined to stop whatever plots and schemes her immortal cousins, the Sangha, can hatch. When a simple reconnaissance mission ends in tragedy; however, Lilith’s entire focus changes.

Attempting to save a child she’s never met from a fate worse than death will require every ounce of Lilith’s strength, forge new and treacherous alliances, and possibly change the world forever. Suddenly all eyes are on her, and the destiny of the human race is on her shoulders.

Review:
While I enjoyed the humor, the geekery and the actual writing, and I really do think it presents a thought provoking  philosophy, I was generally disappointed in this book. The reason for this actually started in book one, with the too perfect heroine. It only gets worse here. Essentially, Lilith is indestructible and she knows it. So, there is no challenge to her from anyone, which means no challenge to the reader. This whole book is her wandering around making witty quips, teasing Jinx (who I adore), and almost lazily figuring a thing or two out. Oh sure, there are some fight scenes, but she’s faster, stronger, smarter, more invisible, more skilled, etc than any of her opponents, so the result is a foregone conclusion and comes far too quickly. It’s dull, no matter how much action is happening.

The book also falls into what I consider a tempting trap when dealing with immortality. All of a sudden, almost everyone Lilith meets is a famous historical character. All the billions of people who have lived throughout history and the immortals happen to be ones we’d have heard of?

The book is worth reading to engage the Buddhist (and such) arguments, but it doesn’t have quite the flare and appeal as the first book, in my opinion.


What I’m drinking: It’s a bit of a bastardized, homemade version of Turmeric Tea, sometimes called Golden Milk. Here is some information and a recipe from Health Ambition. It’s not exactly the one I used, as I didn’t actually use a recipe and, I didn’t have coconut milk, so I used unsweetened almond milk. But hey, it was still good and good for me, worth checking out.

Craving

Book Review of Craving (The Apocalyptic Series #1), by Kristina Meister

Craving

I won a copy of the second book in Kristina Meister‘s Apocalyptic series, The One We Feed. So I ended up buying the first one, Craving. It took a year, mind you, to convince myself to spend my meager book budget on it. But I got to it eventually.

Description from Goodreads:
When Lilith Pierce’s younger sister commits suicide, Lilith consoles herself with cleaning up Eva’s final mess. But when she returns to the coroner’s office to collect the body, she finds that the last few days were all a bizarre waking dream that never actually happened. 

Aided by the detective who witnesses her brush with the paranormal, she tears apart her sister’s shadowy new life. Yet after reading hundreds of Eva’s detailed journals Lilith still has no explanation and no suicide note. Her search becomes a maddening obsession uncovering tantalizing questions but no answers…until she meets a stranger at her sister’s funeral. 

Drawn to the mysterious man in a way she cannot explain, Lilith seeks the help of his crew of equally bizarre friends, including an immortal, blue-haired hacker and a Desert Storm veteran. As her prophetic visions intensify and she begins to develop even stranger powers, she uncovers a culture woven into the fabric of history-a culture founded on an idea of peace gone horribly wrong. 

From philosophy, to faith, to freakish genetic mutation, man’s deepest desires became his greatest flaws, turning all those who succumb into vicious monsters. 

And very soon, Lilith will become one of them.

Review: 
You know, when you read reviews of vampire book you often hear comments about the book being a new take on the myth. This one really is though. I’ve read hundreds of vampire books and never come across one that takes the origins of vamparisim in this direction. Granted, this isn’t just about vampires. In fact, they’re a small portion of the story. But it’s still fun to find something new.

The main character, Lilith, is not an immediately likable character. She has been a shite sister for one thing and doesn’t seem to grieve well. But she’s also an incredibly unreliable narrator. It just takes a little while to realize this. As the book progresses she becomes more likable, relatable and forgivable. All the other main characters, lets just call them good guys, are wonderful. I adored them all.

I also really liked that the Arhat seemed to be basically asexual by choice or inclination, not inability, but there was still recognizable love of various forms obvious between the characters. The fact that Lilith was 35 and Matthew even older was something to appreciate too. Sometimes I feel like characters over 27 never get to be heros.

Unfortunately, the book does suffer a little bit from too-perfect heroine syndrome. Lilith developed new abilities at an astounding rate and always just when she needed them. They felt very deus ex machina (several times). It also tended toward lecturing. All the philosophical discussions slowed the pacing down quite a bit. Even with all those philosophical explanations, I felt like the actual mechanics of the ‘change’ were left very vague. As a result it felt very…well, woo-woo—even occurring over the phone at one point. Lastly, there is a notable repetition of the word askance. It’s one of those words that stands out, especially when seen several times (sometimes as a noun, which I’m not sure it can be).

All in all, a fun ride and I’m looking forward to reading book 2.


What I’m drinking: Plain old Tetley’s black tea.