Mercury Striking by Rebecca Zanetti
This is a good example of how stereotypical romantic elements can ruin a potentially good post-apocalyptic action tale.
This is a good example of how stereotypical romantic elements can ruin a potentially good post-apocalyptic action tale.
It’s Arcane Society in space! Kill it! Kill it!
There should be a law against game companies shoehorning Cthulhu mythos into their kitchen sink worlds.
This one does everything it can to remind you that you could – should – have been reading Nalini Singh’s new one instead.
Love JR Ward? Well, here’s an author who is doing her best impersonation of that author’s less talented sister, hoping to get your money too.
Ruthless? Try “toothless”.
I hate the protagonist so much, I’m deducting one oogie out of spite. Eat dung and die, Rodrick Poopchuter!
This is an okay kind of zany read. It should have been zanier and crazier, though.
It took two people to come up with this much of a waste of time?
When this story finally kicks into high gear, there is only a quarter or so left of it to go. Oh well.