Avery by Charlotte McConaghy
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
The people of kaya die in pairs. Yes, okay Charlotte McConaghy, we get it. You do not need to repeat yourself a gazillion times.
Ava's mate, Avery, died in an attempt to overthrow their enemy's bloodthirsty Queen. All did not go as plan and Avery died, rather gruesomely. Something went wrong however, and Ava did not die. Instead she became a shell of her former self, taking on Avery's name and gender. In her own revenge attempt to murder her enemy territory's queen, she is captured and stranded with her son, Ambrose. While they come from vastly different worlds and are destined to hate one another, they slowly find that they are not so different and set out to make peace and change history.
Now, this plot is BOMB-DIGGITY-DO, but I just felt so unconnected to the character and plot. There was never enough in this book to let me in. Never enough Ava and Ambrose moments for me to truly understand their love, never enough moments inside Ava's head into how she made peace and lived with her love and betrayal in the end. Never enough time inside the Queen's bloodthirsty mind to see just when and how she broke and became the way she was.
The only perfection within this story lied in Thorne and Roselyn's POV. Their love made sense. Their heart-rendering hurt at the end? I felt it.
It's not that it wasn't a good story, there just wasn't enough. I thought I'd be getting more about Ambrose and Ava's trial and tribulations as Rulers and lovers in the next book, but nope. That books is about the next generation. So, I give it only 3 stars for Avery's underwhelming lack of exploration of plot, but also at the same time, just enough to be entertaining and keeping me reading into the late hours of the night.
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