Granted, he was never my favourite character. I don't think words can accurately express how much he irritated me in Evertrue. Honestly, I really believe Jack ruined this book for me. Īnd that's before I even get started on Jack himself. I wanted to kiss him every day until the day I died. I remembered fantasizing about it for the entire year before we started dating. Evertrue is like a love poem written by an horny teenager - these kids are so immature, so Romeo and Juliet, so willing to throw away everything for 'true love'. And while that might sound like an attractive point for romance-lovers, I thought the outcome was so predictable that there was little tension in all the flirtations and angsting.

This book feels, for the most part, like an epilogue to the love triangle that has been present throughout the series. But it was always tempered by a fast-moving plot, interesting mythology and pulse-racing life or death situations. It hasn't exactly been hidden, it was there from the start and it's obvious from the eye-catching covers with girls swanning around in pretty dresses. I've always been aware of the strong romantic element in the Everneath books. And way too many pages filled with sappiness. There were too many pages of scampering about looking for this, that and whatever. I also feel like I could have read the final fifty pages of Evertrue and skipped the rest quite easily. Then there are those times when a final installment is so naff that you finish it wondering why you ever cared about those characters and feeling only a sense of regret that you wasted your precious reading time.

There are some times when the final installment in a series disappoints you and it's a pretty devastating experience after you've devoted so much time and emotional turmoil to the characters and story. And somewhere out there is a heart without a home, and it beats for me and we’re not giving up until we find it.” He took my hand and pressed it against his chest.

Evertrue by Brodi Ashton