The Coldest Girl in Coldtown

“Every hero is the villain of his own story.”

2 STAR I...there's just not very much to say about this book. The premise was quite interesting, but the book itself just didn't live up to it. The sheer idiocy and asinine qualities of Tana Bach, the protagonist, just astounded me. In any realistic situation, this book never would have happened because Tana would have run for the hills like any sane person would. But no, the uninfected girl who scraped by being okay decides to go to a Coldtown because her friends are going and she doesn't want to upset her little sister. It...ugh. The only reason I'm not giving this book a single star is because it did have its good moments. I enjoyed the party scene at Lucien Moreau's within the Springfield Coldtown, especially near the end when everything started clicking into place for Tana (after so many goddamn chapters of moaning and groaning). And I will admit that I liked the very beginning shot, with her waking up in a bathtub in a house full of bodies killed by vampires, it did hook me, but damn it just went downhill from there. I thought that this book was extremely disjointed. It carried from Tana and her stupid decisions jumping suddenly to Pearl for no real reason but to show a flashback that could have easily been edited out, and then switching again to Gavriel's past and it was just a mess. At least the writing was so terrible, but it was by no means great, and I just couldn't connect with any character but perhaps Gavriel, and even then his melodramatic and mildly insane personality blocked all chance of real understanding anyway. And so many goddamn things were never explained, just left as questions that I guess sort of were expected to fall together in the end, but really didn't. I could probably rant for another thirty minutes about this book, but I have better things to do than waste my time on another pointless YA Paranormal book. Basically, I think that this book had so, so much potential, but it just died with every page I turned, and I'm nothing more than disappointed.