Being connected to Daemon Black sucks…
Thanks to his alien mojo, Daemon’s determined to prove what he feels for me is more than a product of our bizarro connection. So I’ve sworn him off, even though he’s running more hot than cold these days. But we’ve got bigger problems.
Something worse than the Arum has come to town…
The Department of Defense are here. If they ever find out what Daemon can do and that we’re linked, I’m a goner. So is he. And there’s this new boy in school who’s got a secret of his own. He knows what’s happened to me and he can help, but to do so, I have to lie to Daemon and stay away from him. Like that’s possible. Against all common sense, I’m falling for Daemon. Hard.
But then everything changes…
I’ve seen someone who shouldn’t be alive. And I have to tell Daemon, even though I know he’s never going to stop searching until he gets the truth. What happened to his brother? Who betrayed him? And what does the DOD want from them—from me?
No one is who they seem. And not everyone will survive the lies…
Here’s the thing.
I liked Obsidian despite not expecting to. Daemon is an arrogant ass but he is no Patch and Katy, she’s no pushover. Okay and the book blogging thing? Still awkward as hell because, I don’t know, it feels awkward, okay? Like that sneaky feeling when your nerdery comes and confronts you and the pot plant in the corner is not wide enough to accommodate your entire bulk and you have to look your nerdery in the eye and admit to its orange and polka green presence. Don’t worry, I don’t know what I’m talking about either. We’ll just leave it at it’s awkward.
Anyway, back to Onyx. I looked around at the stars my friends gave it and I fully expect a lynch mob to come and lynch me (because that’s what lynch mobs do, they lynch) because I didn’t like the book as much as I expected and wanted to. I had some real problems with it. Maybe it was the sequel syndrome that struck it, I don’t know. I just know that Kat/Katy annoyed me big time. She really, truly did.
There are many justifications for her stupidity behaviour but colour me a heart cold woman, I didn’t buy any of them. Let’s examine my problems one by one:
1. Katy’s continuing denial of her feelings for Daemon.
She seriously believes she doesn’t like him when even the milkman two towns away can probably tell that she’s got it bad for him. I didn’t understand why she was being deliberately dense about it. Girl, you see stars when he kisses you (which he does, plenty times)… I wouldn’t have minded this uncertainty so much if it hadn’t been expounded upon for the length it was. After the first few chapters, all this plot point did was make me roll my eyes. Loudly. I can do that, you know. Roll my eyes loudly. It’s a particular skill of mine.
2. Katy continuing to hang out with a boy who has skeevy all but carved on his forehead.
Seriously Katy, what the bloody hell? Your justification of this is particularly weak and elicited more loud eye rolls from yours truly. Couldn’t you listen to Daemon for once? Couldn’t you listen to that one voice in your head that screamed very loudly when the boy threw a knife at you? Boys who are friend materials do not throw knives at you. Also, what is up with you kissing this dude and then waffling about telling him your feelings for Daemon? And also, ripping Daemon a new just because he kissed a girl when you did the exact same thing ( with a boy and not that girl.)
3. The consequences of Katy’s actions are (view spoiler)
4. This part especially annoyed the hell out of me. Katy joined the ranks of horrible best friends who also happen to be main characters in a YA novel. She’s a stinking best friend. She might win the Stinking Best Friend Award of the year. Unless I read something else, that is.
Did I like anything about this novel? I thought Daemon was hot and for the first time, I understood his irritation and ire at Katy, with Katy. I thought the plot moved forward in interesting ways. And the hint of other alien species, just the barest hint, captured my attention completely. This means I will read the third book. I will.