Rating: 3.5 Stars
Synopsis via Goodreads:
In a kingdom by the sea…
In a secret world where half-angel warriors are sworn to fight demons, parabatai is a sacred word.
A parabatai is your partner in battle. A parabataiis your best friend. Parabatai can be everything to each other—but they can never fall in love.
Emma Carstairs is a warrior, a Shadowhunter, and the best in her generation. She lives for battle. Shoulder to shoulder with her parabatai, Julian Blackthorn, she patrols the streets of Los Angeles, where vampires party on the Sunset Strip, and faeries—the most powerful of supernatural creatures—teeter on the edge of open war with Shadowhunters. When the bodies of humans and faeries turn up murdered in the same way Emma’s parents were when she was a child, an uneasy alliance is formed. This is Emma’s chance for revenge—and Julian’s chance to get back his brother Mark, who is being held prisoner by the faerie Courts. All Emma, Mark, and Julian have to do is solve the murders within two weeks…and before the murderer targets them.
Their search takes Emma from sea caves full of sorcery to a dark lottery where death is dispensed. And each clue she unravels uncovers more secrets. What has Julian been hiding from her all these years? Why does Shadowhunter Law forbid parabatai to fall in love? Who really killed her parents—and can she bear to know the truth?
I’m so conflicted!!!!!
On one hand, I’m so sick of the Shadowhunter world. It’s been done. The first series was SIX books long, and then The Infernal Devices series was three books long, and then there was the Magnus Bane chronicles full of short stories, and all of these were set in the same universe. Sure, maybe not the same timeline, but still. I’m over it.
Clare’s books are the kind where it takes me forever to get through them, and during it I just want it to end and I’m planning on giving it maybe three stars, but then it actually ends and all the feels hit me. And I’m not okay. (Or I read the series, don’t care for it, but then go back and read it again years later and fall in love. *coughWillcoughTessacoughJem*)
“I wasn’t planning on dumping Cameron. We were here, and he called, and his face showed up on my phone- well, actually a llama came up on my phone because I don’t actually have a picture of him so I just used a llama- and the llama made me so angry I just couldn’t help myself.”
“Bad time to be a llama.”
“Is there ever a good time, really?”
The Clave just needs to die a horrible and painful death, okay? I think we can all agree on that. There is so much freaking drama caused by the Clave (which is their government, so obviously that’s the case, but still) and it’s just getting ridiculous. At this point I can guess how the Clave is just going to come into any situation and eff everything up. It’s just a given.
I think my main issue with Clare’s books anymore is that they’re too freaking long. 698 pages, and it’s one of those taller books too. The only books I want to read that long are from Sarah J. Maas.
On the other hand, I love Clare’s characters. They’re so diverse and interesting. But sometimes I feel like she only gives the really, really heartbreaking parts to the male characters. I mean, sure, Emma’s parents were killed and the Clave brushed it off as Sebastian Morganstar’s victims and now she’s dedicated her life to finding the true murderer . . . but freaking Julian over here has not only had to kill his own father, lost both his older brother and sister because of a stupid law, has had to singlehandedly raise all of his younger siblings while pretending and lying to the Clave that all is peachy and good in the world, hide his feelings from Emma, who he has always loved and who he is forbidden to love, and also hold everything together with no one to take the burden away.
Okay. Yeah. Thanks. I see how it is.
I did like her characters, though. All of them. Mark really grew on me, as did Cristina. I had my doubts at the beginning, but it got better.
Not to mention all the freaking possible love interests going on. Emma and Julian. Emma and Mark. Cristina and Diego. Cristina and Mark. Mark and Kieran.
And many more to come!
Not to mention somehow half of these are going to either be frowned upon by the Clave in some way or another and/or be forbidden for more notorious reasons.
The drama just kinda gets to be too much at times.
“We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!”
And can we talk about this whole oh-I-love-you-and-I-know-something-super-important-about-why-we-can’t-be-together-so-instead-of-telling-you-like-a-rational-human-being-I’m-going-to-be-awful-and-attempt-to-make-you-hate-me-and/or-fall-out-of-love-with-me trope? Yeah, thanks, but no thanks. We all know how that is going to turn out.
I’m so sick of it.
And yet I already know I’ll end up reading this whole series. And the next Shadowhunter series. And the next. And the next until Cassandra Clare either grows too bored of it or dies. That seems to be where it will finally end. And on Clare’s headstone it will have some cliffhanger ending to the last series that will just ruin us all.