Q437B was ready to die for the Second Revolution. Then she entered the Muertre…
Q and B expected death when the Elders ordered their execution. What they discover instead changes everything they thought they knew about their world. Saved by the mercy of the Elders, they awaken in the Vrai Domicile, a mysterious place hidden below the Sixth Domicile housing hundreds of former rebels. Except these rebels have been brainwashed, conditioned to be blind followers.
Q quickly learns of the Elders’ new plan for her – she is to become their warrior, to reunite the Vrai and Sixth Domiciles with purity, love, and unwavering faith. But to Q, she’ll be undoing everything she and the rebels fought for.
Now Q and B must fight to survive once more, forced to forge new alliances with strangers who promise nothing is as it seems. But surviving comes with a choice – follow the Elders and quash the Revolution, or defy them and free the people, putting B's and Grandmother’s lives at risk.
In a place where the fire of rebellion is extinguished at every turn, can Q continue to be the spark that fuels the Revolution?
After reading the first book The Sixth Domicile, I was static that the author contacted me for the second one book of the series. I love the first book. Note: it’s on my “most amazing read” list in Goodreads.
I like Q in book one and fell in love with B. But in Vrai Domicile, a whole set of feeling surged through me. B still had my heart, but Q, wow, Q sure leveled up nicely. She became stronger and personally, as much as I hate saying this, I think that her grandmother’s decision near the end was best for Q.
I have many notes when I started reading all the way to 70% of the story, but nevermind those now. I’m writing this review now on adrenaline.
The story start in a shocking way then annoyed the hell out of me. It bored me a bit someplace in the middle, then made me sad and sympathize with everyone, aside from the elders who made me want to beat black and blue (if I could). Near the end, my blood rushed because the action was perfect. I love it so much, I was screaming “hurry, hurry!” wishing everyone to push and run faster. As I read the last words in the book, I was stunned. I don’t know if I should say I was depressed or impress, probably both because that ending sure made my heart constrict.
Thanks Courtney, for another great read!
About the Author
Courtney’s love for writing started pretty much when she learned to read, which her mother would tell you was a feat in itself back when she was in the first grade. Once she aced those flashcards with vocabulary words, Courtney’s writing took off. And her love with it. In school, she was always writing short stories on a word processor (What?? Word processor with floppy disks?). Oh yes, she literally had a card filing case full of floppy disks.
Now getting her Doctorate in social work, she’s used this education to help her writing some of the gritty issues entwined in her stories. When Courtney isn’t writing her next book while drinking coffee, you can find her doing homework (drag) with chocolate chip flavored coffee, reading series of books (because school books are only so interesting) while drinking pumpkin flavored coffee, playing with her little boy, or daydreaming of future beach houses while drinking some other scrumptious flavor of coffee.