Rating: 4.5 Stars
Synopsis via Goodreads:
It’s been six weeks since angels of the apocalypse descended to demolish the modern world. Street gangs rule the day while fear and superstition rule the night. When warrior angels fly away with a helpless little girl, her seventeen-year-old sister Penryn will do anything to get her back.
Anything, including making a deal with an enemy angel.
Raffe is a warrior who lies broken and wingless on the street. After eons of fighting his own battles, he finds himself being rescued from a desperate situation by a half-starved teenage girl.
Traveling through a dark and twisted Northern California, they have only each other to rely on for survival. Together, they journey toward the angels’ stronghold in San Francisco where she’ll risk everything to rescue her sister and he’ll put himself at the mercy of his greatest enemies for the chance to be made whole again.
Ahh . . . Penryn.
You are everything a female protagonist living in a post-apocalypse world should be like. Crude, willing to do whatever it takes to survive day-to-day, even if that means a possible torture session, willing to do whatever it takes to save your baby sister . . . I love everything about you. There are no tears, no moping around, no feeling sorry for yourself even when the situation might be doing everything in it’s power to command it from you – it’s amazing.
There are no stray thoughts almost every girl has when next to a smothering hot guy such as Raffie – even though he’s an angel and a bad guy – and you feel nothing but detest for him and his kind. There is no “he’s different” or “I can change him,” but instead, a solid knowing that you’re only using him to get to your sister, and once that’s done and you have her or you die trying, you’ll never see him again. And that’s okay with you. There are no stray thoughts about the few and far between tender moments between you and Raffie, no feeling that you need to talk about it with him, no stupid thoughts stealing your attention from what your ultimate goal is . . .
I applaud you.
You have a strong sense of sarcasm that makes me want to break down in happy tears, a good douse of butt-kicking in your system that would make a guy twice your size and weight think twice about taking you on, and it’s everything I love about you.
“The arm squeezes viciously around my throat, and I decide the term ‘angel of mercy’ is an oxymoron.”
Any girl that can hold her own and not freak out at the sight of blood/corpse and be able to be pushed to the point of torture is a friend of mine!
She’s not intimidated by Raffie, even though she’s seen exactly what he’s capable, and she doesn’t save him out of the goodness of her heart, but because she needs him to take her to where her sister is.
In fact, she tells him exactly what she thinks about him.
“You are nothing but a bird with an attitude. Okay, so you have a few muscles, I’ll grant you that. But you know, a bird is nothing but a barely evolved lizard. That’s what you are.”
Couldn’t have put it better myself.
I could go on and on about my undying love of Penryn, but she’s not the only good thing in the novel. No, there’s a good douse of creepiness. I love creepy things in books. And there’s plenty to be found here.
Penryn’s mother is crazy. I don’t mean a little unbalanced or scared to the point of losing herself a little bit, but I mean bat-s*** crazy.
“Penryn? Who are you talking to?” My mother sounds almost frantic now.
“Just my own personal demon, Mom. Don’t worry. He’s just a little weakling.”
Weak or not, we both know he could have killed me if that’s what he wanted. I won’t give him the satisfaction of knowing I was scared, though.
“Oh.” She sounds calm suddenly, as if that explained everything. “Okay. Don’t underestimate them. And don’t make them promises you can’t keep.” I can tell by her fading voice as she says this that she’s reassured and walking away.
The baffled look the angel shoots at the door makes me chuckle. He glances my way, giving me a you’re-weirder-than-your-mom look.
And you thought you and your mom had issues.
You thought the best way to get your mom to go away would be to tell her you’re doing homework, but really, the best way is to tell her that you’re just working out some issues with your own personal demons that may or may not include some hand-to-hand combat.