Being a nurse, I have pretty easy access to heart monitors. Just for fun, I would’ve liked to watch my EKG strips while reading The Golden Lily. I’d be willing to bet that I experienced a few runs of preventricular contractions. Not to mention any arterial blood gas test would probably show respiratory acidosis from the amount of pCO2 built up. (Sydney would so appreciate this talk.)
Because, you guys? SOMETIMES I DID NOT BREATHE.
Sydney. This girl is so careful and calculating, it kills me. She’s SO SQUARE. But I love the heck out of her. I cannot tell you the last time I’ve been inside the head of such an endearing character. Crippling insecurities and all, Richelle Mead has crafted the anti-Rose, but somehow made her a total boss in her own fashion. She’s the Momma Bear to Rose’s reckless, “fly by the seat of her pants” mentality. I’ve said it before, but there is not a single type of character Mead cannot write. Seeing her grow, letting her guard down, and learning to come into her own was such a fantastic experience for me. She rocked those khakis. And I’m pretty sure I read a line where she actually said, “I was going to have to research kissing.”
And Adrian. THIS is what I’ve been waiting for since Adrian’s debut in Frostbite. Sure, we got a little preview of Adrian love in Vampire Academy. That was purely means to an end and it broke my heart to see it happen. The Golden Lily opens up a whole new world of Adrian Ivashkov with his pretty, pretty words. PALPITATIONS FOR ALL. His character is so complex and beautiful and tragic. Plus, it’s pretty awesome when second-too-long looks and fingertips brushing become the key ingredients for swooning. Because Mead is a boss like that.
I can’t even FATHOM how it could get better than this. As far as action and romance go, this rivals Vampire Academy, neck and neck. I don’t know how she does it, but she’s it she’s STILL doing it. Indisputably one of YA’s most talented authors, Richelle Mead has once again blown my mind.And, given her track record with shattering our worlds in The Third Book, we’ve got a good several months to stock up on Kleenex and Xanax. I suggest investing in the generic form, maybe? Cheaper.
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