In the kingdom of Lovero, nine rival Families of assassins lawfully kill people for a price. As a highly skilled member of one of these powerful clans, seventeen-year-old Lea Saldana has always trusted in the strength of her Family. Until she awakens to find them murdered and her home in flames. The Da Vias, the Saldanas’ biggest enemy, must be responsible—and Lea should have seen it coming. But her secret relationship with the Da Vias’ son, Val, has clouded her otherwise killer instinct—and given the Da Vias more reason than ever to take her Family down. Racked with guilt and shattered over Val’s probable betrayal, Lea sets out to even the score, with her heart set on retaliation and only one thought clear in her mind: make the Da Vias pay.
Yeah, this one isn’t happening. So far, it’s a combination of all of the worst parts of Romeo and Juliet plus the first chapter of Heir of Fire – nothing happens except people talking and generally being about as annoying (and interesting) as a rock in my shoe. To make matters worse, the romance between Lea and Val is barely explored, at least not beyond a pressed-up-against-the-wall makeout sesh and an unsigned letter. You would think Lea would galvanize into action or blind revenge after her family gets murdered (you know, being a deadly assassin and all), but all she does is spend the next little while wallowing in self-pity for no reason and doing some “investigating,” with barely any drive. There is no rhyme or reason to anything that happens, as far as I can tell, and even when something “incredible” happens, it’s a surprise I saw coming from a mile away. Overall, this book has weak character introduction, no room for development, zero world building outside of the nameless city, and the plot is only moved forward by her crying and then deciding to do something or kill/interrogate somebody, and then do some more nothing. Very disappointed in this one.