Sins of the Lost continues the awe-inspiring tale of love, betrayal, choices and redemption that kicked off with Sins of the Angels and continued in Sins of the Sons. This review took me hours to write, because OMG, what a book! I had no idea where to start, what to include without revealing the storyline and absolutely no way to express the feelings evoked while reading it.... A maelstrom of emotions that left me speechless!!!
Alex is still trying to put the wreck of her life together after the devastation of Lucifer's machinations, endeavoring to build a (normal) life with Seth by her side; A Seth who is emotionally fragile, uncertain and clearly not understanding Alex's stance of protecting humanity - or the impact his loss of power is doing to the earth. And Seth will do anything to keep Alex by his side....
Armageddon is coming and the Angels of Heaven are desperate to stop it before it destroys humanity - all of it, if the agreement made many thousands of years ago is to be believed.
Aramael, a Power amongst angels, is sent to hunt his Fallen brother in the human realm and return him to Limbo, the prison of "nothing" from where he'd escaped. But Caim believes the soul of a Nephilim could return him to heaven...
Enter Alex, a strong, determined homicide detective with a disturbed, painful childhood - a childhood that's looks to be coming back to haunt her. She is also a Nephilim descendent.
Sins of the Sons is the second book in the Grigori Legacy series and oh my, it was another wild ride into the wonderful world of angels and demons, of heaven and hell and all things in between!
Alex was slowly trying to rebuild her life after the devastation of losing her home, her soul-mate and nearly her job. Tied to a desk and forced to participate in counseling where she daren't share what the real issue is, she is determined to put the past behind her. Even here, at the start of Book 2, her pain, uncertainty and fear of humanity's survival comes through strongly, totally immersing the reader into a plethora of emotions that once again leave you gasping.
When I was 5 years old, I remember whining to my father that I will NEVER be able to read – It was just too hard!
I was 13 before I successfully read my first adult book – a Mills & Boon classic romance (cringe..) but the thrill of reading an entire story was, at that time, a life altering, joyful experience. I recall whooping with excitement while I jumped around the kitchen table, my mother looking on with a proud, but baffled, look on her face.
Now it’s time to say “thank you” to all those wonderful authors who travelled with me on my life’s journey. This site is for you, a small token of appreciation of the many joys you have brought me over the years.>