New from Gena Showalter, author of the New York Times bestselling The White Rabbit Chronicles, comes a series finale that will keep you on the edge of your seat rooting for the characters until the very last page. Don’t miss the EPIC CONCLUSION to the Everlife novels, a series fans calls “vividly unique,” “unforgettable” and “exhilarating.” Grab your copy today!Author: Gena Showalter
Series: Everlife #3
Genre: Fantasy, Dystopia
Publisher: Harlequin Teen
Release Date: February 27th 2018
My Rating: 5 Cups
Source: InkSlinger PR
Blurb (from Goodreads):
STAND TOGETHER OR FALL ALONE.
THE FATE OF THE EVERLIFE HANGS IN THE BALANCE.
At seventeen years old, Tenley “Ten” Lockwood needed to make the ultimate choice—where to live after she died. Loyalty to her selected realm has not wavered…until now. The numbers-obsessed Conduit is out of time. Sacrifices must be made, and a terrible price must be paid. But is she too late?
As the Everlife descends into darkness, a single truth becomes clear: Troika and Myriad must unite in the end—or perish. As a way to bring sworn enemies together, Ten must enter forbidden territory…and destroy the powerful Prince of Ravens. But there’s only one way inside—bonding with Killian Flynn, a deadly rival Laborer who sets her blood aflame.
When nothing goes as planned and betrayal results in the edge of utter defeat, Ten and Killian must rebuild agree with from the ashes in their hearts. Victory seems not possible; the odds stacked against them. In spite of everything, how far will they be willing to go for the sake in their realms and the Everlife?
*Disclaimer: I received an eARC of this book from InkSlinger PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not influence my rating or the content of my review in any way.
What a series ending! What an amazing ride, guys!
You all know how much I love this series, and let me tell you, this book was exactly what I wanted and more. We see Ten and Killian navigate the new stage of their relationship after they bond with each other, while the entire world is against them and as the war between Myriad and Troika grows bigger and bigger. Ten finds the balance between light and dark, between love and hate, while Killian....well... Let's just say that part of my wish after reading Lifeblood came true. Part of it. It was glorious!
What I liked most about this book is that it isn't your typical series ending. Showalter does a genius thing with the ending, which is awesome, because it's not as neatly tied with a bow as it usually happens in trilogies. Which means that now I wonder if somehow this means that there might be new stories within this world or maybe even a spin-off. Even if this is the very last story within this world, I still love it. Because it's not a complete ending, where everything goes super well and there is no glimpse of anything changing in the future. On the contrary, I feel as if a lot of things are left to the imagination, so really, Showalter gives readers a chance to imagine their own version of what happens after The End and I love that. I also loved that I did not expect what happened. I was sure that the final battle will turn out to be very different, but Showalter managed to surprise me a lot.
The pace is great and I was glued to my tablet's screen until late in the night, because I couldn't bear to stop reading. We get to meet old characters that I didn't think we'd meet, we meet new characters, and we get some answers. I like the fact that some things are still a mystery, and that some things were left to the imagination. Now of course, me being me, I would definitely not be mad if Showalter decided to do the awesome thing of writing a spin-off *hint*hint*.
Final Thoughts: I loved this book and it was the best ending I probably ever read in a trilogy.
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"Utterly unique and absolutely riveting—I couldn’t put it down! What a marvelously cool world." —Sarah J. Maas, New York Times bestselling author, on Firstlife
The identity of our intruders clicks. Two Troikan Generals: Shamus Campbell and Luciana Rossi. Behind them, four Laborers I’ve never met. A total of six invaders.
6: symbolizes beauty and high ideals. The sixth sense: ESP. The sixth astrological sign in the Zodiac: Virgo.
Focus! A soft pitter-patter of footfalls echoes outside the cave. More TLs?
Killian isn’t safe.
Panic claws its way up the ridges of my spine, and my blood f lash-freezes. I strain with all my might, desperate to move, but my body refuses to cooperate. Every attempt to raise my arms threatens to pop my shoulders out of joint. I don’t care. Nothing will halt my efforts.
“Kill, kill.” Between each command—desire?—Killian snarls like a wounded animal. “Kill!”
Shamus, a big, barrel-chested redhead with pale skin and countless freckles, slams a fist against his armor-clad chest to gain my attention. His dark eyes are narrowed, a muscle jumping in his jaw. “What did you do, Miss Lockwood? And do no’ tell me nothin’.” His accent is similar to Killian’s.
Luciana, a slender brunette with lovely brown skin and startling gray irises, backs away from me, horror contorting her expression. “I’ll tell you what she did. She doomed us all.”
Is she right? She can’t be. She just can’t.
I look down at Killian. My new husband is pulling at hanks of his hair.
Hopes, falling from the highest of highs to the lowest of lows.
“Out,” Shamus snarls at the TLs. “Now.”
All four soldiers rush from the cave without protest.
I stiffen. The General has evened the odds. Two against two. A foolish move for a war-seasoned veteran. Unless he got rid of any witnesses…
Willing to use my body as a shield, I push through the pain—snap. My shoulder does pop out of joint. Or maybe back into joint. Air wheezes from my lungs. Worth it! Finally, I can move. I crawl toward Killian, every inch I gain only adding fuel to an already blazing fire of agony.
Can’t stop. No, won’t stop. Determination drives me. I only wish it gave me wings.
“Kill. Must kill.” Killian is lost in a world of his own.
“You won’t be killing anyone, you son of a Myriad troll.” With a hand curled around the hilt of a sword, Shamus stalks toward him.
“Stop! He doesn’t know what he’s saying right now.” My voice is barely audible, my gaze locked on my love. So close, yet so far away. Desperation slams a spike straight through my heart.
Any other day, I would have used the comm built into the forearm of spirit and Shell. With the press of a few buttons, it could transport me to Killian’s side and, as long as some part of me is touching some part of him, whisk us both somewhere else. Somewhere safe. Like a fool, I disabled the device to hide from fellow Troikans while meeting with Killian.
I should have known they’d find me one way or another.
“Stop,” I repeat, even as I gain another inch. “That’s an order.” As a Conduit, I outrank the Generals. As a newbie to the Everlife, however, my exalted rank doesn’t really mean squat.
“We can’t hurt him,” Luciana grates. She extends her arm, stopping Shamus in his tracks. “You’ve effectively tied our hands, Miss Lockwood.”
Though the shadows are no longer slithering through my mind, I’m not exactly thinking straight. I struggle to make sense of her words, finally throw in the towel. “I don’t understand.”
“You bonded to him, did you not?” She spits the words, as if they taste foul in her mouth. “That bond forces us to spare Myriad’s favorite butcher and watch as you, one of only two Conduits, slowly descends into madness.”