


Maxine and her gifts were unique and thought-provoking, but the shiny new feeling of that was lost on me when she started pitying and excusing men for everything they did. He probably could have easily coaxed her to end him, had he treated her with cruelty and shown her the extent of his evil ways in the beginning, but apparently he liked her too much from the start to do that (even though he's treated other women badly that he liked in the past)? His motivations and actions confused me from the start since they never seem to entirely match up. He tried to manipulate her into loving him, then tried to manipulate her into thinking him an unforgivable and irredeemable monster it didn't make sense to me. It's funny, because he truly cares for her and admires her humanity and empathy, but tries to make her see past it after he uses it makes her fall in love with him. Ironically enough, Vlad was the least interesting to me, because he fit the Dracula typecast to a T and just continuously whined at Maxine about how he's so bad and horrible and she doesn't truly understand it. The characters were somewhat interesting in certain ways, and I liked that we had the chance to see their unique perspective on things. Other times, it picked up and I was intrigued, so that kept me going. I knew it was a slow-burn, but it was so slow that it was boring to me at times. and it left the writing wanting on some level because it extended the books too much. It felt like every other sentence had a comparison to something like the night sky, the stars, literally anything that was similar in any form or fashion. The use of similes was borderline obnoxious, no, I amend that, it was obnoxious.

I felt like these two books were okay, but by no means did they kept me enthralled like the Puppeteer books did. Long review incoming! Spoilers: minimal to none. Good, but not "man-eating murder circus" good!
