“God kills indiscriminately. Why can’t I?”
Say hello to one of my favorite YA heroines, Andromeda "Meda" Melange. She eats souls, not because she wants them, but she needs them to live. But don't worry, she eats souls of bad people.
I eat souls. Without them, I die.
After the death of her mother, she wanders in North Carolina to try to find some truths about her since she doesn't really know anything about herself except for the fact that she eats souls. And that she has superhuman strength and speed. But after killing a hospital nurse in a mental health facility, she finds herself face to face with her kind. Kinda. She's a halfling after all, though I'm pretty sure it's obvious in her last name. If you speak French that is. As it turns out, she was half-demon. They might have gotten her if the Templars, people who fight demons, didn't arrive. They save her, thinking that she was a Beacon, people who make the world a better place.
He thinks I’m a Beacon. I look down to hide my twinkling eyes. Bad day or not, that’s hilarious.
She continues to lie about herself but as she delves more into the Templar's world, she discovers that she's not exactly what she actually thinks she is.
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One of the things that I love about Meda is that she's not one of those YA heroines who think that just because they can mean they should. She's a fucking liar. She saves her own skin first.
A daring, death-defying quest to retrieve the Holy Spreadsheet from a battlefield of Good versus Evil, this sounds like a job for…Someone else.Fortunately, I picked up a pack of self-sacrificing lunatics who see no problem with that.
But she's also a good friend. I think.
“What an asshole. He almost died!”“Yeah, asshole.”She turns on me, eyes narrow. Her bullshit-o-meter must have alerted her to my lack of sincerity and I’m in imminent danger of replacing the tree as her punching bag.I scramble. “Don’t look at me that way. I totally would have let you die.”
Added bonus, there's no insta-love, no love triangle, square or whatever that makes you want to skin the heroine alive.
Overall, I had a lot of fun reading this story. I couldn't stop grinning until I literally had to take a break because my cheeks started to hurt. When Meda manifested signs of craziness in the mental facility,
I hear myself laughing, screeching, cackling. The world is red hot and pulsing. On fire.
I knew I would love her. Ah, if only the world had more YA heroines like her. Heroines that you could totally relate to. No more "I have what it takes to save the world therefore I should do it" bullshits. Though, a part of me is curious how it would go if she falls in love. I'm pretty sure it will happen on the next book, or not.
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