Robin LaFevers, Grave Mercy, (2012), 550p
Welcome back, teen fiction. I have missed you a little, while trying to be a quasi adult and read adult-like things (well, not adult like things, cause I haven’t read anything really dirty in a while).
Ismae is only a young pup when she is sold to a disgusting, abusive man to be his wife. When he discovers her secret (a nasty red scar on her back that marks her as Death’s daughter), he flips his shit. Ismae is whisked away to safety and brought to the coolest convent ever – St. Mortain’s, where they serve Death. Ismae is trained to become an assassin to serve Death however is deemed necessary and is given a smattering of murderous goodies, including garrote bracelets (Bad ass!). Her first mission: spy on Duval, a handsome dude smackdab in the center of a political uprising. The catch? She also may have to assassinate him. The other catch? She kinda digs him.
I don’t think I’m too keen to read the other two books, which are both told from another girl’s perspective. It works for the Lunar Chronicle novels, but I don’t know if it will work for these ones. Not really wanting to know anything about the other girls – kinda itching to see what goes on with Ismae and Duval… cause I’m a creep, yo.
This one is wordy and long. It’s worth a read though, if you can get past some of the predictable cheesiness. Cause seriously, you should read it for the garrote bracelets and various other concealed weapons alone.