A new year is beginning at Wickham Boarding School. A new chance at life, at reversing the evil in my past. But nothing is ever as simple it seems…

Last year, the love of my life died performing a ritual to fulfill my one wish and make me human. And now I’ve performed the same ritual for my friend Vicken – and survived. Why am I here, back safe on Wickham campus?

The strong magic I used in the ritual did more than just make Vicken human. It drew someone to Lover’s Bay who does not belong here. She wants the ritual. Then she wants me dead. And she will take down any and everyone in my life to get what she wants.

As if that weren’t enough, the ritual has also summoned the anger of the Aeris, the four elements and most fundamental powers on earth. They have a surprise and an unbearable punishment for me – like stepping into the sun for the first time, only to be put into a cage. And now I have to make an impossible choice – between love or life, yearning or having, present or past…

Rebecca Maizel wants to torture us. I knew it since I finished Infinite Days. I mean, really, what was that ending? So I was not surprised when I finished Stolen Nights and saw that she did it again… Yes, the ending is pure torture! LOL

If you’re a fan of Rhode like I am, get ready to suffer. He’s back, but he’ll barely talk to Lenah, since the Aeris showed up and said that they cannot be together or they’ll be sent back to the Medieval Age. Vicken’s grown on me, but in some moments I just wanted to shut him up. The whole Lenah against Odette looked a little bit unreal to me in some points–how come her friends never heard them in the dressing room at the mall?–, but overall I enjoyed seeing Lenah trying to figure things out on her new reality. I must say, though, that I saw the twist on the last battle coming. I was not surprised at all when someone appears as a vampire going after Lenah…

Now I’m dying to find out when the next book comes out! I just can’t wait over a year again!

Vampire Queen #2

Author: Rebecca Maizel
Country: United States
Language: English
Genre(s): Young Adult, Paranormal
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Publication date: January 29, 2013
Pages: 320
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My favorite quotes on this book are bellow.

After everything that had happened, Wickham Boarding School campus seemed like an imaginary place. It lived somewhere locked in both dream and nightmare.

Perhaps I was just being paranoid.
Of course I was being paranoid. I was an ex-592-year-old vampire. Oddities and strange creatures had once been an everyday part of my life.

“I stay because there is an extraordinary difference between thinking of you and seeing you in the mortal flesh. I stay for the one moment you smile throughout the day. Or to watch you run your hand through your hair. Because I must, must”—his breath was short—“must be near you, in any way I can.”

“I’m sick?” Vicken said, following me into the building. “Need I remind you of the time you killed an entire beach party by yourself?” He paused and we climbed the six flights up. “Don’t get me wrong,” he said between breaths. “It was brilliant.”

“I don’t hate you,” he said, and shifted his gaze from the ground to my eyes. “I just don’t want to know you anymore. I want to live my life without rituals, and covens of murderous vampires killing my friends. I like dating girls who, you know, stay alive.”

“I will never leave you, Lenah.” He met my eyes, but the look in them was pained, struggling. “But I cannot love you anymore. Not like this.”

You fell asleep on the floor. You have a couch, a lounge chair, and a bed. But, hey, don’t let me criticize your napping locale.

It’s not that Rhode couldn’t love me anymore, as he had said in the woods after visiting Tony’s grave. It was that, at one point, he didn’t want to. Because I didn’t deserve it.

“I know it’s strange,” I said.
“No, it’s bloody ridiculous.”

I wish for someone to tell me I am all right. That who I am and what I did is forgiven.

I could call it any number of names—Anam Cara, soul mates, the love of my life—he was my Rhode. Forever.

Sometimes, making the difficult decision is what sets us free.

Didn’t I always tell you, Lenah? You’re my only hope.

Do all our mistakes remain lodged in our hearts? Can we ever really let go? That which is written in stone may be undone. For stone cannot hold sway. Even stone can be broken.

Rhode once told me long ago that love was an emotion that existed beyond the confines of the human condition. It could rise to the highest peaks, he said. Even out there in the heavens, love flew, soared, and spread between the stars.

I love you, I know this. Yet, I do not and cannot recall who you are.