For a moment, a face flashed before my eyes—the most hideous face I’d ever seen. No matter how hard I tried to forget what had happened, I saw him everywhere I went. It was Loki—the evil god that I’d helped set free against my will.
I should have known that my first official date with Logan Quinn was destined to end in disaster. If we’d gotten into a swordfight, or been ambushed by Reapers, I’d have been more prepared. But getting arrested mid-sip at the local coffee hangout? I didn’t see that one coming. I’ve been accused of purposely helping the Reapers free Loki from his prison—and the person leading the charge against me is Linus Quinn, Logan’s dad. The worst part is that pretty much everyone at Mythos Academy thinks I’m guilty. If I’m going to get out of this mess alive, I’ll have to do it myself. . .
If for no other reason than it took me but one-sitting to read, I could kiss the library copy of Crimson Frost that came into my hands the first week of the new year. But, really, Gwen (the violet-eyed lovely up there) and I aren’t that close, and it is flu season; who knows who else might have felt a similar compulsion? Admittedly, a large dose of the pleasure I took from this book can be put down to the fact that I finished it (a rarity, considering the latter half of 2012), but it was still nice to be back at Mythos Academy, watching Gwen get herself into continued trouble, and to once again be in the company of Logan. Hot. Spartan. Boy. Quinn. Who was no longer called a “man-whore” by Gwen at every turn. Hurrah! (See my review of Kiss of Frost for an explanation and implied eye-rolling.)
The fourth full-length installment in the Mythos Academy series finds Gwen arrested and standing trial, which is par for the course with the way her luck runs, but was also used as an opportunity to introduce a string of new characters, including Logan’s father, step-mother, and a Russian warrior assigned bodyguard duty. More than how their roles drove the plot, I enjoyed the new light these first-time characters threw on a few familiar faces, particularly Logan’s uncle and Head Librarian, Nickamedes. In fact, my favorite aspect of the novel on the whole was the bridge being built between him and Gwen.
In some respects, Crimson Frost is more of the same: Gwen struggling under the weight of the mantle laid on her shoulders as Nike’s chosen champion; her friends being a steadfast support system, risking life and limb as they fight by her side (when they’re not being used as bait or as means to assorted nefarious ends). But there’s comfort to be found in that sameness; the world is easy to fall back into after a long absence, and the characters are just as you remember them. Plus, there’s Vic, a talking, blood-thirsty sword (because what else would swords be? Pacifists?), and Nyx, an adorable wolf pup that doesn’t get nearly enough page time.
Bottom line, the books in this series are light, quick reads populated with (mostly) likeable if unremarkable characters, and a narrative arc that has a clear and obvious end goal.