I honestly don't know what to think about this series. About this book. About life as a whole. Because it was never meant to be. As tears began forming in her eyes as she looked into his cold ones.
Right now, you're probably thinking, 'WHAT?!? o_O' Well, now you know how I felt about the book. One minute, you know what's happening, then you don't. So, in order to save you from having to go through what I went through, here is an ORDERLY account of what I didn't like, sort of liked, and was downright confused about.
*SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
There were WAY too many characters. Honestly, it's understandable that there had to be a large cast of characters to accommodate the concept of Four Hundred vampires, but still. There was Schuyler, then Bliss (who I actually liked, and was depressed to find out she's Lucifer's daughter; by the way, what's up with that? o_O), then Jack (who's an idiot, don't ask, you know why), then Mimi, then Charles, Allegra, Lawrence, Kingsley, Jordan, Forsyth, and an entire slew of conclave and committee members we don't really need to know about. With the exceptions of Nan Cutler and Priscilla Dupont and other such characters.
Then there was the unnecessary detail about the high fashion and designer names and brands and blah, blah, blah. We get it De La Cruz, you like fancy stuff. Who doesn't? Although needlessly adding tidbits like, "She looked devastating in the Roberto Cavalli gown, with a neckline that plunged past her bellybutton." Yeah. We REALLY needed to know that. 'Cause 'twas REAL important.
There was also the spontaneous fighting scenes in the last bit of the book. Which is, I honestly do understand, supposed to be how fight scenes are, spontaneous. Although I felt as if she didn't know how to properly put them into the book. As if she suddenly realized that the book was supposed to end soon and that she had yet to put in a couple of slashing of swords and deaths.
This last one may just be due to my own aversion to a ridiculous amount of romance, but the whole affair Schuyler had with Jack and that twisted love triangle they had going on was bogus. I know love isn't supposed to be logical, but if people actually thought about it more, then there might not be so much heartache and grief in the world. I felt SO bad for Oliver. Nice, kind-hearted Oliver. Who I wish would dump Schuyler already, but oh well. Speaking of the deluded little vampire, during the whole book she's madly in love with Jack, then, in the very last pages of the book, she realizes she's loved Oliver all along. Although she's still in love with Jack. Nice.
Whew. I feel better now. :)
I did, however, like the new mysterious concepts of the Watcher and Bliss being Lucifer's daughter. I always like new exciting twists to the story that DON'T include angsty romance.
Overall, I think that this series just isn't for me. I feel as if the mixture of high society with ancient wars and battles for good wasn't to my personal taste. Although the concept was very good, I now know that I either like things like Harry Potter, The Inheritance Cycle, Lord of the Rings (which I haven't read yet, but is obviously epic fantasy), or books by Meg Cabot. Just, separately.
I now realize this may not seem like the orderly review I promised, and I hope I haven't disrupted anyone's thinking process, but this is what I think of the book, and I honestly don't know if I will read any of the others.
However, I do realize that this was a very good concept, and applaud De La Cruz for making it work.