Author: Victoria Schwab
Page Count: 480 pages
Rating: ★ ★ .5
Publisher: Tor Books
Release Date: September 25, 2018
Buy It: Chapters Indigo
Sydney once had Serena—beloved sister, betrayed enemy, powerful ally. But now she is alone, except for her thrice-dead dog, Dol, and then there’s Victor, who thinks Sydney doesn’t know about his most recent act of vengeance.
Victor himself is under the radar these days—being buried and re-animated can strike concern even if one has superhuman powers. But despite his own worries, his anger remains. And Eli Ever still has yet to pay for the evil he has done. betrayal and loss, the archnemeses have set a course for revenge—but who will be left alive at the end?
Vengeful…what do I have to say about you. Lots of things and at the same time I do not want to say anything. Honestly, I wish it wasn’t written. Vicious was great on its own and Vengeful felt like one of those murder investigation walls where everything is patched up and taped to the wall creating a mess you do not want to look at.
Sure that may be harsh but this is how I feel. It’s as though she threw all her random thoughts at the page and did not weave them together with thick enough thread.
Before you continue reading there are spoilers ahead.
What is it with her female characters! Why do they always feel as though they are not fully formed, as though they only serve the purpose for the author to be able to say “look at me, look at me I can create bad ass females!” when in fact they seem to be shoved down your throat instead of being efortlessly amazing. I feel like this about Lila and Marcella and a little bit of June too. My qualms are with Marcella specifically, she was flat and her only purpose in this book was to murder her husband. Beyond that she was a waste of space.
The time switches were horrendous. Yes, horrendous. That word has to be used because the switching was choppy and underwritten. I understand her tactic it makes you flip the pages faster but it also sets up a level of frustration that I cannot describe unless you’re inside my head.
Did she forget who her characters are? What did she do to Victor? It did not feel like him. It felt like she just totally forgot about him. Oh and that ending … please. How conveient. Felt like a cop out to me.
I would prefer if authors stopped disclosing how quickly they wrote a book because writing a book in one month and then publishing it shortly thereafter does not get my hopes up, it does the opposite. It tells me time was not taken to flush out the characters, editing fell short and ideas were thrown all over the place.
Now I will retreat into a cave and hide from everyone who wants to throw tomatoes at me.