The first book was so much fun that I HAD to race to the second. Even though I had other books started. 
 Well, my ship has officially sunk (okay, not "sunk" but punctured so many holes that I can't imagine it being patched). But I suppose that is okay because this story proved that the characters I liked so much are all jerks. Including America, the main character. 
 I don't get what happened?? This was SO different from the first book that I honestly wish I stopped there -back when I was ignorant to everyone's true colors. Honestly, the second is even tainting how I felt about the first and that was a five star read. 
 Okay. Details. The first had romance and chemistry while this was just fighting and drama (not the fun kind). I had no patience for the love triangle (or should I say box?) and I wanted to smack America for being so indecisive and repetitive. Jealousy is not a feeling I like to submerge into. And she was a huge hypocrite for stamping her feet whenever the boys showed attention for other girls while it was perfectly fine for her to kiss the two boys she toyed with. Now I just want them all to split up and be alone and miserable forever because that is all they really deserve. 
 Oh, and nothing much happens beyond all that. 
 I dunno. The foreshadowing for what will likely happen in the next book does not really have me all that excited either (view spoiler)[a pissed off king set on ruining her life = fun times to be had? (hide spoiler)] But I might continue in hopes that it will redeem the series because I'm kinda foolish like these characters and can hand out a million second chances. ...At least it can't be worse than this?