Friday, July 21, 2017

Review: The Elite by Kiera Cass


Title: The Elite
Series: The Selection #2
Author: Kiera Cass
Publisher: HarperTeen
Publication Date: April 23, 2013
Format: E-Book

Page Count: 336

Rating: 

The Selection began with thirty-five girls.
Now with the group narrowed down to the six Elite, the competition to win Prince Maxon's heart is fiercer than ever—and America is still struggling to decide where her heart truly lies. Is it with Maxon, who could make her life a fairy tale? Or with her first love, Aspen?

America is desperate for more time. But the rest of the Elite know exactly what they want—and America's chance to choose is about to slip away. (taken from goodreads.com)


“Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart."

Do I keep reading this series because the covers are so pretty? Probably.

So, I didn't really enjoy The Selection. America's character, the cliché plot, and poorly developed romance left me less than impressed. However, I held out hope for this second novel. Why? I'm not sure, but some part of me was crossing my fingers that I'd like The Elite a bit more.

As soon as I cracked the spine, the love triangle was thrown right in my face. Aspen or Maxon, Maxon or Aspen? On and on and on. Dear Lord, this entire novel was one drawn out angst-fest. I had so many problems with the troublesome romance. First of all, America has absolutely no sense of loyalty. None! Sure, she isn't betrothed to either of the men, but she throws herself into her relationship with both of them and doesn't even stop to consider their feelings or hers. Secondly, the relationships are just so flat. Seriously, I'm not even sure why she loves either of them, and I'm even less sure as to why they're obsessed with her.

Which brings me to my next point: America. Get. Your. Crap. Together. She's such a ridiculous character. One second she wants to revolutionize the country, and the next she's sobbing because one of her boy toys said something hurtful. She's a complete train wreck, and I literally wanted to shake her the entire book.

As for the story... well, there isn't much of one. The first few chapters are mostly recap, and then very few big events spur the story onward. There is progress, but America is so infuriating and the romance is so bleh that I couldn't even be bothered to care about the rest.

And yet, I still might read the next book. Why? I have no idea. I guess some naïve part of me really wants to see America grow. She's immature, reckless, and utterly irritating, and yet I have hope for her. Plus, I do want to see how this STUPID love triangle ends, because I'll be damned if I've forced myself through 700 pages of angst only to never find out how it ends.

So, I'll probably hate the third book, too, but I'm still going to give it a chance. If you haven't started The Selection series, then here's my advice: don't. There are so many other books out there that have some of the same elements but are better.