Y’all. Y’all. Maybe I wasn’t the target audience for this book but it was so bad.
Down With Useless Boy Toy
I bought Twelve Kings in a Waterstones in London because I knew that my most of my digital means of entertainment (Netflix, tv, Crunchyroll) would be non-functional and-or unavailable, and I finished the one of the two books I brought with me much faster than intended (it was awesome; see my review of The Invisible Library). This one lasted a while because it took me half the novel to get into it. In short: I love the world the story is set in, but the […]
