I'm slowly working my way through the Richelle Mead's Vampire Academy series (see my review of the first book, Vampire Academy [https://www.afterwords.io/dan-on-vampire-academy-by-richelle-mead/], if you haven't read it yet). I'm still struggling with feeling like a creepy stalker dude reading this series. I'm loving it, but it
There's no sense in stalling or mincing words about this book... I. LOVED. IT. It's a 5-out-of-5, highly superlative-including joy to read! The combination of the cover (the orangey-red just screams "pick me up") and the blurb (reveals just enough to be tantalizing) had me hooked before I even started.
I feel incredibly uncomfortable doing anything but rave about popular books. It always leaves me feeling like I've missed something that others have so obviously loved. Either that or it makes me feel like a total curmudgeon who hates popular things strictly because they are popular. So here's the confused