Teenaged. Clinomaniac. Caffeine Addicted. Fangirl. Bibliomaniac. Introverted.
**Skim read from page 120+** I know I missed a lot of plot stuff due to the skimming, but I don't really care. But if something I say below is truly amiss, feel free to let me know.
I'm not sure what to say about this one. I wanted so very much for it to be a favorite, even though I knew it was improbable that I'd love it. Fairytale retellings are my thing, I can't get enough, but sometimes they don't sit right with me. Maybe I simply wasn't in the right mood for this, but it was a little too dark for my taste. And the oddly sexual vibe I was getting from the evil forestborn wasn't helping matters. I had a sense of things to come when young Rachelle is forcibly kissed in the forest on page 12...
Hodge's prose is lovely, if occasionally royal purple, but her writing leaves something to be desired. She explains things in such a way I'm not sure she even knows what something really is. I still have very little clue as to what the bloodbound are. And goodness, did this really need to be over 400 pages? I think not.
The love triangle was so annoying. I must have hit every kissing/flirting scene, even with all the page flipping and skipping I was doing. I am so done with love triangles. SO. DONE.
I never saw what went on with the Devourer, but he/it strongly reminded me of Fenris from Norse mythology, especially since he was swallowing the sun and moon. I'm sure something quite important went on with him, or he was Armand, or some such, but quite frankly...
I couldn't be bothered to care. I wanted to, but it just wasn't doing a darn thing for me. And life is too short to read those kinds of books. So undoubtedly this is someone's type of book, but it wasn't mine.