It started promising: we're in the middle of the action, and immediately immersed in the worldbuilding, the characters start to reveal themselves bit by bit, the humor is racy but bearable, then... You start to notice the repetitive narration and plain, cliche descriptions; that worldbuilding isn't really there, the setting - historical, fantasy, geographical - is random, the mythology and lore have no space to unfold, the characters have no age coherence and the emotional development is MIA, rather, they change perspective suddenly, from night to day.
Yes, even the supposed falling in love is badly executed and emotion lacking: one moment they are starting to know, accept and like each other, the next they are madly and hopelessly in love; having sex - naked, on a roof, with freezing temperature. On a roof, despite Reid being scared of heights, Lou being battered (and with a busted nose), and both covered in blood.
The second half of the book is riddled with inconsistencies, omissions and contradictions; actions that don't add up, matter of fact statements rather than storytelling, behaviors that don't make sense other than taking the plot forward, and even failing at that.
Everything ends in a great predictable mess, aggravated by what is supposed to be a scandalously revealing and criminal cliffhanger, but not knowing a thing about its supposed meaningful importance in this world... I couldn't care less!...Continua