- Title: My Ex From Hell
- Author: Tellulah Darling
- Series: Blooming Goddess #1
- Genre: YA, Urban Fantasy
- Format: e-book
- Source: Own copy
- Reviewed by: Erica, Guest reviewer
- Rating: 4 out of 5
Description: Sixteen-year-old Sophie Bloom wishes she’d been taught the following:
a) Bad boy’s presence (TrOuBlE) + teen girl’s brain (DraMa) = TrAuMa (Highly unstable and very volatile.)
b) The Genus Greekulum Godissimus is notable for three traits: 1) awesome abilities, 2) grudges, and 3) hook-ups, break-ups, and in-fighting that puts cable to shame.
Prior to the Halloween dance, Sophie figures her worst problems involve adolescent theatrics, bitchy yoga girls, and being on probation at her boarding school for mouthy behaviour. Then she meets bad boy Kai and gets the kiss that rocks her world.
This breath stealing lip lock reawakens Sophie’s true identity: Persephone, Goddess of Spring. She’s key to saving humanity in the war between the Underworld and Olympus, target numero uno of Hades and Zeus, and totally screwed.
Plus there’s also the little issue that Sophie’s last memory as Persephone was just before someone tried to murder her.
Big picture: master her powers, get her memories back, defeat Persephone’s would be assassin, and save the world. Also, sneak into the Underworld to retrieve stolen property, battle the minions of Hades and Zeus, outwit psycho nymphs, slay a dragon, rescue a classmate, keep from getting her butt expelled from the one place designed to keep her safe …
… and stop kissing Kai, Prince of the Underworld.
My Ex From Hell is a YA romantic comedy/Greek mythology smackdown. Romeo and Juliet had it easy.
Review: This was an absolutely fabulous little book – silly and preposterous in many ways, but such a joy to read that I’m still grinning when I think about it.
Sophie Bloom is a sixteen-year-old girl at a boarding school somewhere in Canada. Her adoptive mother is a shallow, self-obsessed woman who cares little for her, and her school life is made hell by popular girl Bethany, who always has it in for her. To be fair though, Sophie does her best to give as good as she gets, and it’s this which first lands her into trouble. When she finds out that Bethany has a midnight rendez-vous on Halloween with a hot guy, Sophie decides to throw a spanner in the works by putting Bethany out of action with laxative and go in her place, so she can scare the guy off.
The problem is, the hot guy is Kai, aka Kyrillos, son of Hades, God of the Greek underworld. And Sophie is really Persephone, Goddess of Spring, and Kai’s erstwhile girlfriend. She doesn’t know this, but when Kai kisses her some of her memory comes back, and she remembers that there are powerful Gods who want her dead. Not just Kai’s father Hades, but her own father Zeus as well, which is why she has been hiding in human form these past sixteen years.
Cue much (re-)discovery of power, hatching of plans and soul-crushing self-doubt, but it’s all laced through with a good – and often hilarious – dose of snark, courtesy of Sophie’s best friends, the geeky but gorgeous Hannah and charmer Theo, who is more than he seems.
This book is the first in a trilogy, and I can’t wait for the next one to come out, which should be later in 2013, not in the least because this one ended on a massive cliffhanger and I’m dying to find out what happens next. The plot is rather daft at times, and the whole idea of a Greek Goddess seeking refuge in a Canadian high school is rather far-fetched, but those are minor points that do not detract from the overall enjoyment. Throughout the book Sophie struggles with being a Goddess in human form, meaning that she actually cares for her fellow human beings, which is something the ‘real’ Gods don’t usually bother with. She also struggles with her incessant attraction to Kai, because he’s a bit of a dick, really. This is to be expected from the son of the God of the underworld, but still, Kai doesn’t really do himself any favours most of the time (though I suspect it’s more because he can’t be bothered than because it’s not there).
The author has opted to go for a humourous approach, which can be dangerous, but luckily the funny bits really are funny, and I was sniggering to myself quite often throughout the book. I also liked that while the book is clean and nothing happens that you wouldn’t expect a sixteen-year-old to think or do, the author has acknowledged that here are two people with a history of being lovers, and she hasn’t shied away from having them discuss it, even if it was often in an ‘eep! I’m not sure!’ kind of way. I don’t recall being sixteen very well, but it all seemed pretty realistic to me.
A rollicking read, and I’m very much looking forward to finding out how this continues.