Red Queen – If the color of your blood decided the value of your life

Red Queen – If the color of your blood decided the value of your life

I wanted this book from the minute I read the blurb. It was suppose to be a sort of The Selection meets The Hunger Games. I’m shallow. It sounded perfect. I usually hate it when new books are held up in comparison to other YA best sellers, but in this case, the hype wasn’t far from the truth.



I loved it. It was just what I wanted, and when I hit the last ten percent, I screamed,”I knew it!” I might have woken a slumbering child, but she went back to sleep eventually, and I felt so vindicated! I have gotten spoiled by publisher ARCs, so it was hard to spend almost $10 on this ebook, but I feel like it was worth it. Will you? It’s hard to say. The book wasn’t perfect, and my five star rating is probably biased by the high I’m feeling from the ending, but it was a good, solid read, and I will line up for the sequel. So, here’s the deets — Mare is a red blood, a member of the lower class who is essentially enslaved by the silver bloods. Silver bloods have a variety of powers that give them a distinct advantage over the powerless reds. When a chance encounter and a fateful accident publicly reveal Mare has powers no red should have, the King decides to play her off as a long-lost silver blood heiress. There are things that will make you go ooh: violent magical duels, an underdog girl who can’t follow the rules, a queen who can burrow into your thoughts, and a pretty ingenious rebel faction. There are things that might make you boo: conflicted teen love (though it is mocked by other characters in the book, so points for that), the feeling that this book is likeable but only average for a good portion of the first half, some lingering feelings that there are some scenes that might be a tiny bit derivative of something you’ve read before — like, say, a certain trilogy with arenas where the oppressed are forced to view violence. This was a book with a hype monster behind it, and I wasn’t convinced it was going to live up to my expectations, but by the end, it did. 

This book is available in the MHS library.


About queenbook

When the final bell rings, I stash those messy piles of essays and analysis assignments in a desk drawer and I head home to a pile of good books. My kids and dog eat too many chicken nuggets and the house could be neater, but as long as I get my daily read, I guess we are doing all right. When I was twelve and fifteen and eighteen and twenty, I believed I needed to get out there and do those things I had just been reading about, which ended in disaster, tears, a tattoo that scares me every time I catch a glimpse of it in the mirror, and the realization that some of us are meant for action, and some of us are meant to critique the pace of action in a book. I read primarily YA fiction as I have a rather hulking classroom library and a hundred high school readers to engage daily. Nothing makes me happier than coming to school and finding an impatient teenager waiting by my door to turn in a book and get another one just like it. I adore a good zombie, a medieval princess, or girl assassin (I would like them all in one book if you are a writer looking for some inspiration). I add historical mystery to my wish list a year in advance, and you should get out of my way when the next Outlander book comes out. I have an embarrassing fondness for rock star books, but only if they don’t get too trashy and embarrass me. My favorite book of all time is The Blue Castle by L.M. Montgomery. My book boyfriends include Gilbert Blythe, Alonzo Wilder, and Jamie Fraser. They are mine and you can’t have them.

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