The Girl at Midnight

I couldn’t get into this. The main character annoyed me to no end. Her snark isn’t endearing, it’s immature. But I think as readers, we’re supposed to like her for it. I found it unfunny to the point I rolled my eyes every time I heard her being sarcastic. I wish I could like her because the book sounded so promising. But when you can’t connect to a character, I find it’s hard to like the story. The premise had me itching for more, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on a copy. It’s said to be like City of Bones meets Daughter of Smoke and Bone.

I found that The Girl at Midnight was like a sick love child of the two. Boring. We needed something new and original, and I don’t feel like this story brought any kind of newness to the plate. There’s a war between the Drakharin and Avicen. How do they stop it? By finding a mysterious object that both sides will stop at nothing to have; the firebird. See how promising that sounds? I don’t recommend this book in the least. It took great willpower to even finish the story. I’m hoping that if the author ever does write a new series, I’ll check it out. Until then, I’ll be skipping out on the sequel.