Fates by Lanie Bross
Published by Delacorte Press in 2014
Genre: Young Adult, Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal
To Give You a Quick Description:
She fell from her tranquil life in Pyralis Terra and found herself exiled to the human world. Her punishment? To make sure people’s fates unfold according to plan. Now, years later, Corinthe has one last assignment: kill Lucas Kaller. His death will be her ticket home.
But for the first time, Corinthe feels a tingle of doubt. It begins as a lump in her throat, then grows toward her heart, and suddenly she feels like she is falling all over again–this time for a boy she knows she can never have. Because it is written: one of them must live, and one of them must die. In a universe where every moment, every second, every fate has already been decided, where does love fit in?
Good, Solid Characters
Corinthe isn’t ultra likable, but as I’ve expressed before, that’s of little import to me. In my opinion, a fallen fate who doesn’t understand humanity probably wouldn’t be likable, so it’s spot on. She doesn’t feel or seem human, and she shouldn’t! Lucas is sweet, though, and easy to root for.
Another thing I liked is that because one of our narrators is tasked with killing the other, it makes it harder to say there is a clear cut antagonist. At least initially.
The Mythology Is Different and Interesting
It’s nice to read an Urban Fantasy from the last few years with no vampires, werewolves, angels, or demons. I liked the concept of a fallen fate, and her desperation to return home felt really authentic.
The Writing is Beautiful
Fates to anyone who digs YA with mythological elements.
What About You?
What’s your favorite Urban Fantasy?
*Note: My reviews are full of opinions. I may love a book. May want to marry it like the kid in the commercial for Peanut Butter Crunch (1999 was a great year for cereal and commercials, look it up). I may say a book is the best thing to happen to me since I started shaving my big toe. None of these things mean it is objectively good. I recognize that. Many times throughout my life, I have given a book I swore to be a life-changer to a friend/boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/vampire. Shaking, quietly weeping, I’d hand it (and my heart) over. Only to find out several weeks later that for them the book was good, maybe even great, but not the life-giving, soul-renewing magic I’d purported. You may not like a book I recommend. Sue me.
**Please don’t sue me, I just write here.