Vlad Rusu's Reviews > Glass Sword

"If I am a sword, I am a sword made of glass, and I feel myself beginning to shatter."

This book wrecked me, just as it wrecked Mare. It played with my feelings and lured them into the wild, it made them shatter away as no other book ever did. I liked it so, SO much, more than I could ever think I would. And the thing is, I literally don't know why. I mean, character development doesn't really exist, and the plot did not thicken at all, so I can't see why I enjoyed the hell out of it.

Mare makes stupid decisions. Again. Especially in the last few chapters. I dislike Cal profusely, and Farley was OK-ish at best. On the other hand, I adore Shade, and Cameron reminds me of Game of Thrones' Lyanna Mormont. Also, this book gave me lots of different vibes. 'Dishonored' vibes, 'The Last Airbender' vibes, 'Mistborn' vibes, and whatnot. Glass Sword might be my new guilty pleasure.

His maddening smile flags, twisting into a scowl that betrays a quick temper. "I see the crown dripping blood. A storm without thunder. Shadow twisting on a bed of flames." Cal's hand twitches at his side. "I see lakes flooding their shores, swallowing men whole. I see a man with one red eye, his coat blue, his gun smoking-"
Farley beats a fist agains the table. "Enough!"
"I believe him." The words taste strange.