I picked this up last week at the books store when I was wandering the aisles looking for something to read. A couple of people I follow and respect had read this and given it positive reviews so I gave it a chance.
And now that I’ve finished it…it was there. Seriously. I didn’t hate it. I didn’t love it. It just existed. The big problem for me is that the book promised to give another go at a human-turned-vampire and her trying to deal with that when she’s become that thing that she hates so much. It’s something that in the right hands can be really fun to explore. For example: Louis from Interview with the Vampire deals with it by just killing whatever poor soul crosses his path, even becoming semi-notorious amongst his kind for it. Stefan Salvatore from The Vampire Diaries never managed to learn control and has forced himself on an animal blood diet instead. Bill Compton from True Blood became a mainstreamer and refused to kill his pray before such thing even existed as anything more than rumor and, at the beginning of the shown is shown as a bit of an outsider because of his apparently reluctance to feed on actual humans.
So what does the author have our heroine do? She just…feeds. Yeah, she goes long periods between feeding but that isn’t her choice so much as she’s forced into it by the circumstances she finds herself in. Therefore, I feel kind of robbed, that there was never really much displaying her internal struggles with what she has become. Sure, there are the “I almost killed him!!” moments when she’s taken too much blood but…that’s kind of a normal trope for a new vampire.
The story picks up some when she runs across the group of ragtag humans trying to find Eden, a vampire-less city. She deals with trying to hide the fact that she is a vampire from the group that conveniently travels only at night. There’s also a small side forbidden romance subplot that goes just far enough and remains believable. It helps, but it was a bit too little, too late especially since the book was such a slow burn to get started..
At the end of the day the book just kind of was for me. I don’t really care what happens to either the humans, to the protagonist, or to the one that sired her that goes looking for her in the sequel. It just…was. Combine that with little niggling things – like the fact that this girl with the surname Sekemoto just happens to gravitate towards a katana when told to pick a blade to learn to defend herself with or that canned food is still okay to eat after at least sixty years since packaging (I know it has a long shelf life, but that long? IDK…) all together it just didn’t work for me.
Verdict: Skip it.