Brace yourselves, readers. You're entering a blog with belligerent rants/reviews, chaotic writings, incompetent; pointless fangirling... and, oh yeah, GIFS. Fuckloads of them... did I also mention some swearing? I'm an eighteen-year-old girl majoring in Theatre Arts. I may not be an excellent writer, but gosh, I love doing it.
I'm sorry to say that this may or may not be a spoiler free review if you haven't read the first book. So proceed reading with caution... or don't read at all (unless, of course, you've read Shadow and Bone).
So... Siege and Storm... me and you didn't along like I hoped we would. You were being very.... difficult. This is the sequel to Shadow and Bone. I can understand why people would say Siege and Storm throttles the first: a sea dragon, flying ships, epic battles against the Darkling and volcras, pirates, a torn country holding on to hope in desperation, and many, many folklore that clings to its readers and sucks them in to a wonderful world full of magic, myth, and romance.
But, alas...
I didn't feel that spark I had when reading Shadow and Bone. I was extremely underwhelmed with this Mal and Alina romance (I didn't have feelings for Mal much in the first book, but after reading this I really don't like him). It was too much drama between these two and not enough Darkling. But my new baby, Sturmhond, was filling that huge hole in my heart for the Darkling.
I loved Alina Starkov in Shadow and Bone, she was a kick ass female heroine, but after reading this book I was just like
You'd think now that her power enhances in this book she'd mature even more and just slay the shit out of Siege and Storm, but nooo. She became whiny, immature, and extremely aggravating to the point where I wanted to pull every last strand from my head. Siege and Storm was still an entertaining read that could be told around a bonfire as I stated in my review for Shadow and Bone, but the drama that took up 20 - 30% of this story made me drop two stars. I'm praying to the saints Ruin and Rising will wipe this book of its evil; dull ways and bring me the Darkling and more Sturmhond.