Eine widerwärtige, abscheuliche Verstümmelung der Harry Potter-Serie und ihrer Charaktere, voller Fehler und hirnrissiger Logiklöcher. Der schlimmste Fehler der Literaturgeschichte.
Sorry, but I hated it. The writing was far too fast and hurried and things happened and happened and there was action and action and action and there were almost no other linking words than and and or and the sentences were so long and unreadable like this same sentence here.
This is an abomination of the Harry Potter series and of the characters people have come to love over the course of seven magnificent books. I’ve never hated anything as passionately as this book. Why? There’s a million reasons why.
Die Tatsache, dass dieses Buch offenbar für den Deutschen Phantastik-Preis nominiert wurde, macht mich fassungslos. Offenbar geht es der deutschen Fantasy schlechter als dem HSV.
M.J. Edwards has written a truly grand love story that surpasses any romance ever written. It’s perfect in capturing the complexity of human emotions and passion within unlikely relationships, and it has a lovely, strong message: love conquers all.
I didn’t like this one at all. Of course, the first hint to it being not good was on the back of it – any book claiming to be like „The Lord of the Rings“ is obviously so bad that it has to decorate itself with the most famous work of fantasy to receive attention.