Taking sanctuary with an ancient race of powerful immortals unveils a far deadlier war than the one we seek sanctuary from. With this new war comes knowledge. The first thing we learn—never trust the Tario, even if they’re your own blood. People we thought were dead are suddenly turning up alive. Everything we seem to know about ourselves and our existence is now being questioned. The survival of the supernatural races rests solely on a young boy and a knife.
What happens when the love of your life gives into his darkness and the only person who can bring him back is your enemy? What happens when the one you love kills hundreds of innocent people? Can you still love them? Loved ones will fall. Who will win the war? And at what cost? War…Betrayal…Lies…and death are thrown together in this thrilling sequel to Tainted Crimson.
I don’t even know where to start. Given the pleasant surprise of enjoying Tainted Crimson, I had at least average expectations of Tainted Heart. I wanted to like this book. I gave it a fair chance but had to stop about halfway through.
First of all, the sheer amount of spelling and grammar problems had me cringing every couple pages. To add to that, this book took confusing, weird, and convoluted to a whole new level. I had trouble following the plot and keeping up with all the characters and whether they were “light” or “dark” (good or bad). To top it all off, the two main characters, Ariella and Daymon, were whiny like petulant children when they don’t get their way. I also was not sure why Daymon kept taking his shirt off. Was it just so we could read about his rock hard abs one more time?
Overall, this book felt rushed and forced, as if the author wrote a first draft, hit publish, and moved on to the next book in the series.