God, I’m glad that’s over. It’s not killingly bad. And I didn’t want to hit any of the characters over the head. But it was boring. No, make that was stultifyingly, mind-numbingly, excruciatingly painful to read. And you can bet your sweet fanny I’m not reading anything else by this author.
So the deal with the Lost Angels is that the four archangels – Uriel, Gabriel, Michael, and Azrael – have been on earth for the past two thousand years. Prior to that they were chilling in heaven, but then God made four mates for them (the archesses), and chucked them into the mortal realm to stew until the archangels got their acts together and found them. Two months ago Uriel found his archess Eleanore, despite Samael the enigmatic pseudo-devil and heaps of archangel baddies called the Adarians, who want the archesses for their blood.
Now it’s Gabriel’s turn, the Hebridean archangel, and he miraculously happens upon Juliette Anderson, a Ph.D student journeying to the Hebrides because a mysterious TV mogul (aka Samael) is financing her historio-mythological studies in order to make a TV program out of her research. (Dude, I wish a hot TV mogul would finance my graduate studies so I could take a trip to the Hebrides, but that’s another issue.) Anyway, more or less the minute Juliette lands in Scotland, things start happening. So she thought three months ago it was weird she could heal people – but then she calls lightening down, and a whole bunch of people seem to be after her. Not to mention the seriously gorgeous guy at the pub who unfortunately exhibits stalker tendencies.
My biggest problem is that the book is so frackin’ predictable. Could you guess that Gabriel acts like a caveman, and Juliette runs away? Could you figure out that Adarians would be evil, and that the Adarian leader would be even eviler? Is there anything that sets this book apart from dozens of paranormals? Nope.
Frankly, I’m so bloody tired of the neo-paranormal schtick glossing over tired, uninteresting characters, and let me tell you, Gabriel and Juliette are ridiculously generic. The first half proceeded with fits and starts, but it was hovering at a C– until they professed their love, had sex, and the Adarians took over. Then I put the book down for a month. Their love didn’t matter; their personalities don’t shine; the Adarians are boring.
Is there anything good? Well, surface features are okay. And there are a couple of characters who seriously deserve more time than the main characters. But it wouldn’t ever happen, because the whole series concept is based on gorgeous alpha cavemen finding gorgeous G.I. Barbies. And I am so over it.