When Daryn claimed she was seeing visions during her sophomore year of high school, no one believed the truth.
She wasn’t losing her mind; she was gaining the Sight—the ability to see the future. Daryn embraced her role as a Seeker. The work she did was important. She saved lives.
Sebastian was her first—and worst—mistake.
Since the moment she inadvertently sealed him in a dark dimension with Samrael, the last surviving demon of the Kindred, guilt has plagued her. Daryn knows Sebastian is alive and waiting for help. It’s up to her to rescue him. But now that she needs the Sight more than ever to guide her, the visions have stopped.
Daryn must rely on instincts, intelligence, and blind faith to lead the riders who are counting on her in search of Sebastian. As they delve into a shadowy realm where nothing is as it seems and where Samrael is steadily amassing power, Daryn faces the ultimate test. Will she have to become evil to destroy evil?
The very fate of humankind may rest in the answer.
THIS IS A SPOILER FREE REVIEW
I am so disappointed that this is just a duology! I’ve really gotten attached to the characters and I want to see even more of the world. While I think the story came to an end nicely, I could still go for more. Really, though, I just can’t wait for what Veronica Rossi comes out with next. She’s an author I can rely on to produce stories worth reading.
What Worked for Me
All that I enjoyed with Riders holds steady for Seeker. I loved the characters–their abilities and their wildly different and distinct personalities, but also the way they all function together as a unit; the writing, which was efficient in a way that made me wonder how so much could have happened within 350 pages; and the world, which took a different turn in this one as the four + Daryn ended up in “the Rift.” The plot was exciting and came together nicely, and the romance didn’t go topsy-turvy in a fit of melodramatic pique that always seems to happen in second books.
Fortunately, my issue with Daryn from book one went away in Seeker, as I suspected it would. Still. I wouldn’t say we’d be best buddies. There’s still something slightly off-putting about her that keeps me from totally connecting. But I like her character, her strength and sense of humor, as well as her moral compass and the way that it isn’t foolproof and is subject to self-doubt like anybody’s. Having half this book in her point of view gave a deeper insight into her character that I liked.
The best part was what Seeker pointed out something I’d like to see more of in YA/NA books: a frank demonstration of how open communication, honesty, and emotional vulnerability with friends leads to healing. I absolutely loved how the four horsemen + Daryn functioned, the way they cared for each other. They were all dealing with so much and found themselves in many a tough spot and got through it by leaning on each other. They didn’t shy away from being too “mushy” or hiding behind defense mechanisms. They helped each other cope and because of it, they grew stronger.
Seeker‘s “message” of love and understanding in the face of evil was two hairs short of being hokey, but it worked for me. It wasn’t a cheap plot device; it wasn’t tongue in cheek. It was genuine and pure and left me feeling better about the world than before I started reading.
As much as I love Veronica Rossi’s writing style, I’ve noticed that (in both this novel and Riders) there’s a lack clarity in a few scenes where the progression of events is so fast that I didn’t understand what was going on. These things aren’t debilitating, but could have been cleared up with a sentence or two.
I hated to see it end, but it was lovely while it lasted.
352 pages • Book 2 • Published May 2017 by Tor Teen
Low’s a six-foot-five, two-hundred-fifty-pound lethal giant. Like Bas, he’s always looking for his next laugh. Low doesn’t take anything seriously except missions and his three-year-old son back in Texas. The guy drops everything when his kid calls and gets this heartbroken, happy look on his face. I’ve wondered if my dad felt that kind of pain when he talked to Anna and me back home while he was deployed. Jared Suarez is ninja-quiet and calculating. He was a blue-chip high school baseball recruit—a catcher like I was. In a way, it’s still Suarez’s vibe. When Cordero’s not calling the shots, Suarez steps in with the strategy and manages things. With the exception of Jode, who needs to question air before he breathes it, the rest of us pretty much follow Suarez’s lead.
Then I get to another item with my name in it and my head explodes. Is this for real? My lips have “limitless power”? I’ve kissed her twice. Both times I was so shocked it was happening that I didn’t even give my best effort. And this is my starting grade? I can’t even process. This tops everything. Out of everything I’ve ever accomplished, this is the best thing.
Daryn is giving me a level gaze, waiting for my reaction. “This is a really good list, Martin. Really good. I especially like number fourteen.”
“I was being hyperbolic. Exaggerating for literary effect.”
“Just own it. No shame.”
She smacks my arm.
I laugh. “I’m not kidding. Fourteen is the best item here by far. Except it also says that I look at you ardently, which isn’t true. Whatever that even means.”
“Gideon, whenever you’re ready to get your horse,” says Jode. “We need a flame. This campfire won’t start itself.”
“Set us on fire, G.” That’s Marcus.
Then it’s Jode again. “Yes, Gideon. You’re so hot.”