Kass Morgan
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Verk av Kass Morgan
Rebelión (Los 100 4) (Spanish Edition) 1 exemplar
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The 100: The Complete Fifth Season — Original novel — 9 exemplar
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- Andra namn
- Kass, Mallory A.
- Födelsedag
- 1984-07-21
- Kön
- female
- Nationalitet
- USA
- Land (för karta)
- USA
- Utbildning
- Brown University
Oxford University
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Statistik
- Verk
- 17
- Även av
- 4
- Medlemmar
- 4,378
- Popularitet
- #5,729
- Betyg
- 3.4
- Recensioner
- 139
- ISBN
- 172
- Språk
- 10
Ok, first of all, my little kiddies, comets do not burn in space. This might come as a shock to you, but fire needs air. There's no air in space. Also, comets are made of ice.
The first chapter is great, it builds up to a great character (Clarke), but then you turn the page (or press a button or swipe the screen) and there's a new character. A boy, so you know there's going to be romance. The will-they-or-won't-they kind of romance. He's going to "die" because he's madly in love with Clarke (yes, Clarke is a girl). His name is Well Jaha (by the way, "jaha" means oh really in norwegian). By the time we meet this kid, he's already responsible for two deaths and burning down a tree in a spaceship.
Then there's Glass, whose entire purpose in the story is to be the knocked up teenager who's kissing her boyfriend and going shopping with her friends.
And at last there's Bellamay (or something like that) who's sneaks onboard the shuttle to protect his illegal sister.
Let me just say that the first chapter is the peak of the book, there's no more peaks after this.
If this was written by Michael Grant (by Gone and BZRK fame) the entirety of this book would cover the first 2 chapters. That's how much story it actually contains. It is clear that the first chapter was not written by Kass Morgan, as there's no intellect behind the rest of the book. All the information the reader is given to paint a picture, is given in the first chapter. The rest are just ink-waste between kissing sessions.
And what fucked up cult does the author belong to, where they name girls Clarke and boys Bellamay? And Glass? Come on.
Don't read this book. And if you must, don't pay for it. Use a library. Don't award publishers and authors for this kind of travesty.… (mer)