What Happened?! I thought I liked this author but I'm reconsidering that now.
Not gonna lie, I did NOT care for this book. At all. I like light horror focused on paranormal. The other two Haunted Florida books were decent examples of my kind of horror, despite a few plotting & pacing issues. I liked them for the creepiness & signature atmospheric nature of Gaby Triana's writing— she really brings Florida to life— & also because they were advertised as supernatural stories & that is what they were.
City of Spells started out ok, I guess. The main character is Queylin (pronounced Kay-lin), a woman who runs a new age shop in Miami despite lacking psychic powers or special abilities of her own. I mention this lack because Queylin mentions it herself. Repeatedly. She whines about how all her coworkers are special in some way besides her constantly for most of the book. It might've worked if it would've been a point for character growth or something, but it was just a complete annoyance.
I think my complete disgust with Queylin as a main character played a major role in my distaste for City of Spells. Well, that & the nonsensical plotting, the complete lack of depth to the world or characters (technically the bad guy was the most developed, & his big motive was... because the plot needed him to act that way...) & of course the fact that it isn't what it was billed as being, but I'm getting ahead of myself.
Anyway, Queylin is approached by a man seeking someone to cleanse the spirits tormenting he & his wife in their home. For some ridiculous reason, instead of asking one of her supposedly actually competent coworkers who can see ghosts, read auras, etc, Queylin decides to take the job herself. She wastes several chapters worrying she's going to fail because of her lack of abilities. Cry me a freaking river! So you know you can't do it, then why not HAVE ONE OF YOUR SUPERNATURALLY TALENTED COWORKERS do it instead!!!
But no, of course she goes, & we're subjected to several chapters of nothing, while Queylin tries cleansing the home using Santeria & other spiritual tools she knows nothing about. All the while bemoaning her lack of powers... until suddenly (with no warning & no explanation) she can see a ghost! And then she sees them everywhere! THEN she whines that she wishes she'd never wanted to see ghosts, because they're scary & she doesn't understand their messages & more dumba$$ reasons.
Just to clarify, first she was miserable that she had no otherworldly powers, & now she's miserable because she inexplicably developed powers. Why did she develop them? Who knows (or cares)? Because the author wanted something about her to be interesting, maybe? Since LITERALLY her only defining character traits are whining about how useless she is, & refusing the help of people who might not be useless.
This is around the halfway point, & nothing has really happened, still no word on why she suddenly sees ghosts, but now she thinks the old man kidnapped her coworker. Only instead of going to authorities with her suspicions, or telling anyone remotely helpful (outside of her husband, who's out of town— probably to avoid her constant whining— & advises her to leave & inform police, advice she promptly ignores), she stays to find answers herself. Despite a complete lack of useful skills.
About this time, it turns into a serial killer book. The entire final third consists of one terrible Deus ex machina moment after another. I guessed the big "twist" about the old man's wife literally the first time she appears. Ghosts continue randomly popping up for no discernable purpose. It would've been better without the paranormal, billed as a thriller instead, but it tried to do both & accomplished neither.
As I said at the beginning of the review, I'm a fan of paranormal horror, but not so much real-world horror, so at this point I lost interest almost ENTIRELY. I hear more than enough terrible things people do to each other on the news; I read for fun & DON'T want to read about people's lifelike depravity. Had it been correctly marketed, I doubt I'd picked it up in the first place.
Then again, I thought I liked Triana's work. This book makes me question that. While I did finish, it's only because I HEAVILY skimmed the last 25-30%. I can't believe the same woman who wrote the absolutely brilliant book Moon Child also wrote this giant steaming turd. It's like she ran out of ideas & drunk-decided on a Texas Chainsaw Massacre/ Disney's Haunted Mansion mashup with the interesting elements of both completely written out.
Bottom line, If you are a fan of Triana's work, & you want to continue to be, then I HIGHLY suggest you DO NOT BOTHER with this one. I know it is part of a trilogy but it is an anthology, so none of the stories actually have any overlapping characters. The only thing they all have in common is being set in Florida. I'm so glad I read this on Kindle Unlimited so I didn't waste any money on it!