This book was full of potential but fell short of my high expectations.
The story is about Kate, a 16-year-old whose parents passing has facilitated a move with her sister to live with their grandparents in Paris. An introvert, Kate spends her days in Paris reading classics, perusing art and sipping drinks at a local cafe. She becomes involved with Vincent, a handsome, aloof, nineteen year old with a secret life. Kate soon realizes there’s more to the world around her than she thought and falling for Vincent could mean repeatedly viewing death.
One of the greatest strengths of this book is the setting of Paris. The descriptions of the various cafes, museums and the french language lend a mystique that is sweepingly romantic and beautifully artistic. This is even evident in the beautiful backdrop on the cover of the book.
The author uses zombies as the bone of contention. The plot is well thought out but easy to guess. Don’t expect any big surprises in this one.
The one theme in this book that disappointed me was the love story. There was no pull, no reasoning to why Kate and Vincent should be or would want to be together. The love affair, if it can be classified as that, seems forced, not genuine or natural.
I really wanted this book to be better than good. The romantic Paris locale and the unique zombie premise promised a distinct story uncommon in the vampire and werewolf YA fiction that has become so popular. But, unfortunately, it did not live up to its possibility for greatness. It wasn’t a bad book, just not as good as it could have or should have been.