Splinter begins months after the end of Reliquary. Splinter was better than Reliquary, and much nicer to read. Absolutely not - I refuse to feel bad for not liking that book as much as I usually like Fine's books. I am NOT giving Splinter a more positive rating because I felt bad about giving Reliquary a not-so-great rating. I liked Mattie more, I hated Ben more (which is good!), and I liked the direction and progression of the romance more. The issues I had in book one were present but no longer issues to me. That being said, I am pleased to let you all know that I liked Splinter A LOT more than I liked Reliquary. I'm a huge fan of Sarah Fine and her books, so I was so disappointed when I read Reliquary - more so because I didn't like the book (not just that the book wasn't good).
I've read twelve of Fine's thirteen published books (the only one not read being Burn - which I have!). I didn't like Reliquary as much as I'd hoped, which is pretty surprising, if you know me and/or have followed my blog for some time. Now the only option may be to succumb to the destiny that’s choosing her, and hope she’s strong enough to survive. Trailed by lethal mobsters through Chicago’s seamy magical underbelly and an eerie traveling carnival, Mattie struggles to endure the priceless magic she’s holding and her feelings for Asa. Forced out of retirement by a painful betrayal, she must seek the help of the man she’s tried desperately to stay away from: Ben’s estranged brother, Asa.Īsa, a sensor and magic dealer, may have saved Ben months ago, but he’s complicated Mattie’s life beyond imagining. But Mattie’s talents as a reliquary-someone able to smuggle magic within her body-make her a valuable commodity, even to those she trusts the most. In six weeks, she’ll marry Ben Ward and claim the safe, small-town life she craves. Mattie Carver has relinquished the world of magic, with all its dark temptations. ***Warning: this is an adult book, and for the eyes of mature readers*** *** Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog***
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