My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Quitting her husband's house and moving back in with her horrible family, Lady Maccon becomes the scandal of the London season.
Queen Victoria dismisses her from the Shadow Council, and the only person who can explain anything, Lord Akeldama, unexpectedly leaves town. To top it all off, Alexia is attacked by homicidal mechanical ladybugs, indicating, as only ladybugs can, the fact that all of London's vampires are now very much interested in seeing Alexia quite thoroughly dead.
While Lord Maccon elects to get progressively more inebriated and Professor Lyall desperately tries to hold the Woolsey werewolf pack together, Alexia flees England for Italy in search of the mysterious Templars. Only they know enough about the preternatural to explain her increasingly inconvenient condition, but they may be worse than the vampires -- and they're armed with pesto.
Before I begin, I should let you know that this is the third installment in this series, so if you missed my reviews of the first two and want to read them, you can click here (Soulless) and here (Changeless).
The main character in this series, Alexia, is easily one of my favorite main characters ever written. She stands out in a class all her own and makes each story a joy to read. She's charming, witty, courageous, not to mention hilarious, and of course, polite when needed.
For me, these books are genius and never cease to make me smile and laugh out loud. The humor is perfect, the plot is unique and fresh, and the entire cast of characters relatable.
The only complaint I have is that it always ends too soon. And I did deeply miss Lord Maccon in this installment, but alas, so did Lady Alexia, so we were together in that.
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Obviously, I am totally in love with this series, and have to admit how shocked I was at first, to find how many very DIFFERENT reviews were on Goodreads. I always find it interesting when there's a wide mixture of love/hate type of reviews for a book, especially ones which I particularly liked. I think as both a writer and a reader, it's an important thing to notice.
It just goes to prove how very different we each are in what we like and how we perceive things, which in my mind, is a very good thing. If we all loved the same thing, imagine how boring that would be. Though, I'm also mentally taking note that as an author, thick skin is a must.
What are your thoughts? Have you read it? What did you think?