You read a book and you fly through it, eating up all of the words in one night and wanting more. You go into the sequel on this high, knowing it's going to be just as good if not better. Suddenly, you're hit by a wall and realize, this series has the darn sophomore syndrome.
Warning, this review might include spoilers.
I won't spoil much about the premise of the second book, especially if you haven't read the first and want to read the series. All you need to know is, Sofia is now at a Catholic school in a brand new setting, with a brand new cast, and brand new... romances?
I went into this book, expecting it to be far worse than the second in terms of scariness and disgusting acts. Gone are the moments that make you squirm with there overly graphic details and instead we get fits of jealousy of a girl falling for a guy she shouldn’t. It was almost like it was two completely different series. Until the last few chapters, there were no scary moments, no grotesque imagery. There were many times where the description could’ve gone a bit further to make us afraid and disgusted but instead we see the end results. An ambulance rushing because someone is dead, but not the body. A pet missing and dead, but not the act. It was almost like they made the author tone everything down compared to the first book, and then removed what she wrote. While the ending explained those moments, again we only get told about it and not shown.
Not to mention, the cast of characters were really blah this time around. We meet the usual brooding male, who has dark secrets and is a tad messed up in the head. Two girls who could've had way more action than given, along with some other people. Compared to the cast of the first book, everyone was super tame. It wasn't until the end that things started happening and by then you didn't really care for them. On top of that, Sofia was being super dumb, dique she's in love with this guy. Girl... you just met him. You guys barely had an exchange of dialogue. Get yourself together. It's 2017 honey, you don't need no man.
The fits of jealousy, which was really the only evil thing she could think of, were so lackluster. I wanted her to go crazy and then regret it. I wanted to see Sofia do insane things, or even just a bit crazy, in a way that shows you what's happening to her, and then show her emotions remind her who she is. Instead we see Sofia wish her friend would get hurt because the guy she liked looked at said friend. Vega's reasoning for jealousy were just a bit immature. Had the friend and guy been dating, and Sofia was jealous and walked in on them making out or having sex or whatever, then I could understand the jealousy. But girl, they were in a school play reciting lines, it's not that serious.
In the end, I expected so much more from this book and barely got it until the end, where we get sort of a censored version. I say censored version compared to the first book. The ending did leave me with a bit of excitement, I might add. It left me with hope that the third book would be just like the first if not even more evil. Let's hope!