I dug the whole death and life bound together for eternity from the begging, but when it finally happened I was super thrilled (minus my lack of acceptance for the how). I loved the action, I love the alternations between circumstances, and I oh so very loved the spice of this book. So imagine the disappointment when he turned out to be alive? It may be unhealthy, but I was sorta giddy when he was engulfed by a huge pile of lava. So you can understand how him being the chosen one would upset me.

I liked the 'sorta kinda French boy' up until death came around, after that I was a goner for Eric. A person grieving so terribly can jump so easily to a former affair? Especially when you decide that you want someone else over them? I haven't been in love, so maybe I'm missing something? Either way, I couldn't get over the weirdness of her moving on. It changed over time and her character regained composure, but even that seemed superficial. I felt she was whining like a little girl. Yes, I do accept that grieving breaks people, but I didn't feel she was grieving. But in this book, her struggles seemed shallow, her grieving relatively a façade, and her whining, well, quite frankly annoying. Evie was quite the enigmatic heroine with a power dilemma, and the internal struggle with ones own evil counterpart. This book was good, not the ultimate excellence that the ones before it were, but enough to add to flight anxiety.Īlthough the idea and plots were the same, and it was fast paced and quite action packed, I had some trouble with it in general. That's exactly what happened, read the book and endured the turbulence. Let's talk about flight jitters? I mean that feeling when the plane takes off or has turbulence? Now imagine that happening with the mixed excitement of a book, something similar to a heart attack, no?

One good cliffhanger has the power to change a whole book.

Arcana Rising by Kresley Cole