Starting with a solid 27-page recap of the last book (because who needs new material?), the plot gasps its way into oblivion. And I do mean gasps. Everyone gasps. Rhia, Tessa, me, the reader by the end, we are all gasping for better dialogue.
The characters are allergic to basic survival instincts. After spending all of book one preaching “DON’T SPLIT UP,” they immediately split up 55 pages into this one. Gasp. Then there’s the underground secret lair that requires anger fuelled door kicking to enter.
The kidnapping count hits an all-time high. Seriously, everyone is kidnapped at least once. Cody finds a needle cap where Tessa was sleeping and everyone concludes, Sherlock-style, “She must’ve been kidnapped.” No kidding, Detective Obvious.
Romance? Oh, it’s here, but it’s more cringe than swoon. Love interest #1, Jared, discovers Tessa is a vampire but is too distracted lusting after her mother. Meanwhile, we get treated to love triangle shenanigans with Cody. Apparently, the one-year age gap between 17 year old Tessa and Cody is unforgivable?
Also, Tessa’s size is described as “odd,” because being tall is obviously supernatural in a world with vampires, kidnappings, and anger kickable doors. Gasp.
Oh, and they communicate exclusively via text. Tessa goes missing, and no one picks up the phone like, “Hey, maybe we should CALL SOMEONE.” Instead, cue more texting, more splitting up, and more gasping.
By the time we hit the inevitable cliffhanger, I had lost count of the kidnappings, love triangles, and inexplicably dramatic gasps.