This story was like fast food to me. I binged it all down because I HAD TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS, then I felt sort of bad after. Rhodes sure likes to shock; I lost count of the number of characters who got sword-ed in the heart. The problem for me it shocked, but then I didn't really care. For my adult brain there just wasn't enough character development for the deaths to matter or make me sad.

Plus, the sheer amount of hormonal longings became a litle overwhelming. The love is very teen, hyperbolic and all consuming until the next pretty face comes around. I also found out the third novel is not the last, so I'm feeling I've read enough until this series is complete.