It seemed so simple: Defeat the Tonton, rescue her kidnapped brother, Lugh, and then order would be restored to Saba’s world. Simplicity, however, has proved to be elusive. Now, Saba and her family travel west, headed for a better life and a longed-for reunion with Jack. But the fight for Lugh’s freedom has unleashed a new power in the dust lands, and a formidable new enemy is on the rise.

What is the truth about Jack? And how far will Saba go to get what she wants?

When I finished reading Red Blood Road I got really anxious for Rebel Heart. I loved the first book and had high expectations for the sequel. Unfortunately, I have to tell you, I did not like it. Although it was easier to get used to Saba’s language this second time around, I found refreshing to see some chapters by Jack’s POV. We didn’t get to really see what was going on in his mind on Red Bload Road, like we do—but just for a little bit—here.

I had two big problems with this book, though. The first one was the pace: it felt way too slow for me, like Young was just setting up the scenario for a wrapping with a third one. I almost wanted to skip some parts, because it felt obvious to me what was going to happen next, especially the parts where Saba starts getting crazy. However, my biggest problem with this book was Saba’s behavior. I know people change, especially after such traumatic events as what she’s been through, but I felt like she changed way too much. The Saba that we see at the end of Rebel Heart has close to nothing of the one we saw at the end of Blood Red Road, and that was not good.

I must say, though, that Emmi has grown on me. I couldn’t care less for her in Blood Red Road, but I really enjoyed her on Rebel Heart. She’s grown so much, and not just to Saba. I liked to see more of Lugh, but, man, he’s such a tool! I wanted to kick him on the nuts all the times, he’s so stubborn LOL

Dust Lands #2

Author: Moira Young
Country: United States
Language: English
Genre(s): Fiction, Young Adult, Science Fiction, Adventure, Dystopia
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Publication date: October 30, 2012
Pages: 432
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My favorite quotes on this book are bellow.

Welcome to New Eden, she says. It’s a brand new shiny world.
A bloody world, you mean, he says.
It’s always bin a bloody world, she says. Only nowadays, some people’s blood is better than others.

All the time I’ve knowed you, Jack, you kept the door to that heart of yers locked up tight an the key hid away. Looks like she found it.
He says nothing. Molly waits. Then:
Keys ain’t her style, he says. She kicked the door down.

Most people don’t ever feel what yer feelin. Be with her. An if it lasts one hour, one night, a week, a month, it don’t matter. Be with her, burn with her, shine with her… fer whatever time’s given to you.

What happens to you changes you. Fer good or ill, yer changed ferever. There ain’t no goin back. No matter how many tears you cry. It sounds simple, but it ain’t.

The words halt from him. On a hoarse whisper. Like a story bein told fer the very last time. With nobody there to hear it.

Whatever’s broke, he says, I can fix it. I’ll fix it all. I promise.

I swear, Em, you got so much air between yer ears, you wouldn’t know common sense if it walked up an slapped you in the face.

Saba! I’m afeared! cries Emmi.
If you are, you ain’t no sister of mine! I shout. Come at me agin!
I ain’t afeared of nuthin! she yells.
That’s more like it!

I got a price on my head, I ain’t safe company.
I knew there was a reason I liked you, says Maev.

Go to hell, I says.
Don’t need to, he says. I’m already there.

No, you need to listen, she says. This ain’t Silverlake, an you ain’t the daddy. Out here in the real world, the person who knows what they’re doin is the daddy an right now, that’s me. So. Do like daddy says an shift that tasty butt of yers. Unless, of course, you want it shot off.

D’you ever feel old, Maev?
I was born old, she says.

That was mean, I says.
Go to hell.

We thought you was dead, I whisper.
I’m way too stubborn to die.

I’m gonna marry you, he says.
Molly curls her lip in scorn. As if I’d marry a grubby dirtboy like you, she says.

That friend of yers, says Molly, Creed. He’s crazy, right?
No more’n any of us, I says. You better look out.
He better look out, she mutters.

Life ain’t black an white. People ain’t neether. Family, friends, lovers. It’s all a lot more complicated. The longer I live, the more I see, the less I know fer sure. Especially when it comes to matters of the heart. So dry yer tears. Whoever he is, he won’t be cryin over you. Men never do. That’s the one thing I do know fer sure. Now, muck up them boots a bit.

The lies that lurk in the shadows of truth.

I used to know who I am. I don’t no more.

You deserve a guy who’ll… pluck the stars from the sky an lay ’em at yer feet. I’m the kinda guy who’d step on ’em on my way out the door.

Some of the things I seen of late… that I felt, I… I ain’t the same as I was. I dunno who I am no more.
We don’t choose the times we’re born in, he says. That’s the business of the stars. The only choice we got is what we do while we’re here. To make it mean somethin.