I don't know how my review is gone, but here we go again I absolutely MUST talk about this book and beg for book three.
Okay I have a few things i need to talk about. Firstly:
WHY AM I FEELING THESE EMOTIONS FOR CASSIUS. There I got that out.
Okay. Back to this story. So much happens in this book. I swear Is pent half of it praying that Cora didn't got George RR Martin on my characters because I just didn't think could take it. Leave them be. Don't hurt my babies, I love them.
Second of all a few different couples/possibilities pop up and I am shipping a few of these HARD CORE! I want to know everyone else's theories because I have some interesting ones!
Third of all there are so many twists in this book that I felt like I was jumping out of my seat for half to the book! I had some words with my kindle on some of the poor life choices particular people, but it's okay. I know they will rectify their choices in the next book. Hopefully. Possibly.
But back to the Storm Lord. I don't think I touched on him yet. Why am I feeling conflicted over him? Why did finding out more of his story lead me to this confusion. I am unsure. But I do know that he needs a good butt whooping. So I am stoked to see that happen.
I can't wait for what comes next for our team in the next installment for this series because this book really sets a few stages for us. It brought in new characters and brought back some we didn't think we would see again.
I'm rambled and jumbled, but it is book two so you need to read book one and if you were in love with book one then this one is going to knock your socks off. If you were on the fence then this book will seal the deal for you because it was legit everything we were hoping for.
Princess or adventurer.
Duty or freedom.
Her Kingdom or the Stormhunter she loves.
If Aurora knows anything, it's that choices have consequences. To set things right, she joins a growing revolution on the streets of Pavan.
In disguise as the rebel Roar, she puts her knowledge of the palace to use to aid the rebellion. But the Rage season is at its peak and not a day passes without the skies raining down destruction. Yet these storms are different—they churn with darkness, and attack with a will that’s desperate and violent.
This feels like more than rage.
It feels like war.