Book Review: Beguiled by RaShelle Workman
Venus has become immortal, just as she always wanted. In the process she hurt Zaren, lost Michael, and destroyed her family.
At least that’s what she believed.
Turns out Ramien, the god of her planets’ underworld, has her parents, and Michael.
To save them, Venus makes a deal. She must complete three trials. They seem impossible. They certainly won’t be easy. Worst of all, someone she loves won’t make it out alive.
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Beguiled is a fast paced story, read it under 5 hours and was amazing from what I read so far. I have a couple of great points that I’d like to point out but let’s talk about some issues I have with the book which I believe is solely because I haven’t read EXiled.
I haven’t read Exiled so I was kind of lost with the flow of the story/background/world building. Right from the start, you will know that this isn’t a book that can be read stand alone. I felt lost half of the story because I don’t know what some of the terminologies were or what happened beforehand.
I wasn’t really getting the flow of the romance in this story. I was confused between Michael and Zaren and the whole equation actually. In addition to that, I wasn’t feeling much love from Venus towards the guys I don’t know why.
It was a bit rushed.
I couldn’t state my opinion with regards to the development of the characters nor the world building, I need to read Exiled first before I do that properly.
Enough about that, let’s talk about the good part. As I said, it is a fast paced book. Read it under 5 hours and eliminating the bad points stated above, I somewhat enjoyed what I read so far.
I love a story that has it’s own spice amongst other novels in a particular genre and Beguiled indeed has its own flavor. This is what makes a story memorable – if it can stand amongst the crowd (in a good way) then it has very good potential.
That it for me today. So, anyone who wishes to read Beguiled needs to remember to read Exiled first because it can be ver yconfusing if you did what I did. I think I will revisit this review once I read the first book and maybe have a different opinion about it so let’s see.
The dream was venom to my sleeping soul.
It wouldn’t stop.
Night after night. Like the rising of Kelari’s suns, the dream was consistent.
An alabaster door loomed before me. I shivered involuntarily. Doors!Behind them lay the unknown. The door shimmered open and I stepped through
without holding my breath like I normally did. There wasn’t any point. I knew I dreamed. The outcome couldn’t be altered.
One overwhelming emotion permeated. Terror. It saturated the air.
Dense, like the molten lava dribbling down the side of a distant volcano. The fear wasn’t mine though. I scanned my surroundings for the offender generating the sensation, but saw no one.
Above was darkness. No moon. No stars. Only emptiness. Raging fires dotted the otherwise barren landscape like potted plants. Some of the fires rose into the sky. Others roared low, smoldering against the shadowed ground.
Directly in front of me stretched a bridge over a vast ocean of lava. I ambled toward the center, treading carefully. The lava roiled and hiccupped far below. Heat rose and struck my face, but the bridges’ surface was cool against my hands.
Movement caught my attention.
Something swam in the lava.
It was long. Half of its body covered with scales while the other half moved like a billowing red curtain. The creature burst into the air. I choked on a scream, falling back, slamming my elbows against the bridges’ floor.
The thing, a ferrikat, ascended higher and higher, passing the bridge
and continuing upward. I noticed the “curtain” was actually fiery hair attached to a head. It had a face, which arched toward the dark sky. One nose, one mouth, and two eyes. The lids were shut, and long ruby lashes rested against its porcelain cheeks. Clavicle bones protruded at the base of the neck, where shoulders attached to arms attached to hands attached to long fingers, hung at its sides.
A female, I realized, trying to chew away my shock. I knew ferrikat’s existed, but they were rarely ever seen.
From the waist down the body was that of a fish. Scarlet, magenta, orange, and fuchsia scales sparkled or burned. Her tail splayed wide, and was shaped like a dolphin. Abruptly the she-fish stopped, and hung in the air, like a perfectly placed painting. Her face tilted downward, slowly. Familiarity blew through me like a warm wind. The ferrikat opened her eyes.
I knew those eyes.
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