All That Glows by Ryan Graudin
Emrys—a fiery, red-headed Fae—always embraced her life in the Highlands, far from the city’s draining technology, until she’s sent to London to rejoin the Faery Guard. But this isn’t any normal assignment—she’s sent to guard Prince Richard: Britain’s notorious, partying bad boy and soon-to-be King. The prince’s careless ways and royal blood make him the irresistible for the dark spirits that feed on mortals. Sweet, disheveled, and alive with adventure—Richard is one charge who will put Emrys’s magic and heart to the test.
When an ancient force begins preying on the monarchy, Emrys must hunt through the London’s magical underworld, facing down Banshees, Black Dogs and Green Women to find the one who threatens Richard’s life. In this chaos of dark magic, palace murders and paparazzi, Emrys finds herself facing an impossible choice. For despite all her powers, Emrys has discovered a force that burns brighter than magic: love.
This is another review with an unpopular opinion, I’d say! I shouldn’t have loved this book as much as I did. But I do–I love it!
Faeries? Check. Romance? Check. Women being badass? Check. What’s there not to love?
The storyline was amazing. Faeries as royal bodyguards? Can’t say that I’ve heard of that before. Faeries, living amongst us humans–if only it were true… I can’t really describe it that well, but all I can say was that the plot was very good! Another thing, it wasn’t predictable. The last few chapters… I didn’t see any of that coming!
The characters were properly developed, thank God! I would have liked for Emrys to be a little bit more badass, but oh well, every person, or faery, has their flaws, I guess. Richard, sweet, naïve, little Richard. He treated Emrys well. He was always concerned over her; he always put her first, and oh my God, he was great!
The romance *cue dreamy look* was perfect. It could also be that I was half asleep when I was reading this book, but I’m pretty sure the romance was good. When I was reading this, I had a permanent grin on my face, I had butterflies in my stomach, and I was just plain happy. The perfect word, actually, is kinikilig, but since I don’t know what the English translation of that word is, happy will have to suffice.
The writing was good. It was neat, completely understandable and not redundant. I wasn’t bored at all while reading and couldn’t put the book down.
This review is extra short, because I just feel that no matter how long this review is, I wouldn’t be able to do this book justice.