“I lured you onto this ship,” she said, “because I couldn’t get enough of your scintillating personality.” There it was. “Kiss me, Doran,” she cried, flopping onto the mattress with one arm slung over her eyes and the other clutched to her breast. “I burn for you, hotter than a thousand hells.” He cocked his head to the side. “I think there’s an ointment for that.”
This was definitely a cute space operatic romp which tried to be very witty, and succeed at times, but felt a bit forced at times as well.
“It’s like English is your second language,” she said. “And your native tongue is Jackass.”
There were space pirates, evil syndicates, spoiled heirs(and heiresses), along with budding frenemy love (unrequited?) and an all around sense of the campy setup for book #2. In the end everything was wrapped up in a rainbow and glitter hued bow and it worked for the most part but also added to the koom-bai-ya (sp?) campfire yarn feeling. My one gripe was with a coming of age aspect that matured and piqued so quickly that it rang false to my sensibilities but maybe won't trigger your warning bells at all. I just like my epiphanys to be hard earned and tested vigorously before I accept it to be honest and true...guess I'm an a$$hole like that ;-)
All in all this was a fun read so try it out if you want a space-y, budding I hate you...no wait you're okay I guess...no wait maybe I'd die for your love type story that's well written and well executed all the way through to the blissfully happy for all ending...maybe not for the Daeva dude but who cares for that prick?