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jessfrarec 's review for:
The Bond That Burns
by Briar Boleyn
Oh look, it got worse. Ugh. No. Just… no thank you. This was terrible. Nonsensical. The multiple-personality disorder vibes from book one cranked up to eleven and spiraled straight into the abyss.
Character progression? LOL. More like character obliteration. Every day Blake felt like a new dude rolled out of the plot generator — one moment he’s ready to clock Medra in the face, the next he’s patting himself on the back for permitting a cuddle. Pick a lane, bruh.
And the bullying? WHY is it even worse? Weren’t we done with this? Or did we just need to keep the bully romance girlies on life support for no reason? Exhausting. Throw my boy Kage in there for zero reason other than just to create tension, and my rage is untethered and knows no bounds. I thought for one brief terrifying moment we were heading out of bully romance right down love triangle lane and I was about to blow torch my kindle.
Oracades? Once again useless. Word count filler. In fact can we say that Medra’s whole back story is a waste of ink? And don’t even get me started on Aenia — the most hollow, non-character husk to ever exist purely to remind us that Blake is supposed to be… what heroic? Sure, Jan.
OH AND NOW WE’RE SHIFTERS?? What genre even is this? Somehow they made a DRAGON DEPRESSING. Do you know how hard that is? And the final 50 pages was just a clown car of meaningless betrayals shoved in to justify another impending 400 pages of chaos. Stakes that aren’t stakes, people who don’t know who they are, and a plot that feels like a sad trombone on repeat.
1.5 stars. And that is single-handedly hoisted up by Neville’s fluffy-ass shoulders. Protect him at all costs. Destroy the rest.
Character progression? LOL. More like character obliteration. Every day Blake felt like a new dude rolled out of the plot generator — one moment he’s ready to clock Medra in the face, the next he’s patting himself on the back for permitting a cuddle. Pick a lane, bruh.
And the bullying? WHY is it even worse? Weren’t we done with this? Or did we just need to keep the bully romance girlies on life support for no reason? Exhausting. Throw my boy Kage in there for zero reason other than just to create tension, and my rage is untethered and knows no bounds. I thought for one brief terrifying moment we were heading out of bully romance right down love triangle lane and I was about to blow torch my kindle.
Oracades? Once again useless. Word count filler. In fact can we say that Medra’s whole back story is a waste of ink? And don’t even get me started on Aenia — the most hollow, non-character husk to ever exist purely to remind us that Blake is supposed to be… what heroic? Sure, Jan.
OH AND NOW WE’RE SHIFTERS?? What genre even is this? Somehow they made a DRAGON DEPRESSING. Do you know how hard that is? And the final 50 pages was just a clown car of meaningless betrayals shoved in to justify another impending 400 pages of chaos. Stakes that aren’t stakes, people who don’t know who they are, and a plot that feels like a sad trombone on repeat.
1.5 stars. And that is single-handedly hoisted up by Neville’s fluffy-ass shoulders. Protect him at all costs. Destroy the rest.