Scarlet (Lunar Chronicles Series #2)by Marissa Meyer
Cinder is back and trying to break out of prisoneven though she'll be the Commonwealth's most wanted fugitive if she doesin this second installment from Marissa Meyer.
Halfway around the world, Scarlet Benoit's grandmother is missing. It turns out there are many things Scarlet doesn't know about her grandmother, or the grave danger she has lived in… See more details below
Cinder is back and trying to break out of prisoneven though she'll be the Commonwealth's most wanted fugitive if she doesin this second installment from Marissa Meyer.
Halfway around the world, Scarlet Benoit's grandmother is missing. It turns out there are many things Scarlet doesn't know about her grandmother, or the grave danger she has lived in her whole life. When Scarlet encounters Wolf, a street fighter who may have information as to her grandmother's whereabouts, she is loath to trust this stranger, but is inexplicably drawn to him, and he to her. As Scarlet and Wolf unravel one mystery, they encounter another when they meet Cinder. Now, all of them must stay one step ahead of the vicious Lunar Queen Levana.
An NPR Best Book of 2013
* It's another Marissa Meyer roller coaster ride, part science fiction/fantasy, part political machination with a hint of romance. Readers will be pushed into a horrific alternate universe where violence, especially mind manipulation and control, create ethical and life-threatening situations for both teens. With at least one more Lunar Chronicle to come, the suspense continues. And which fairy tale will Meyer morph next?
Further development of this futuristic world plus plenty of action, surprises, and a fast pace will keep readers invested in their journey.
The sci-fi elements are stronger than the fairy-tale allusions this time out, but the story remains just as absorbing. . . . Readers will be thrilled to discover that this steampunky fairy-tale/sci-fi mashup promises two more installments.
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Scarlet was descending toward the alley behind the Rieux Tavern when her portscreen chimed from the passenger seat, followed by an automated voice: "Comm received for Mademoiselle Scarlet Benoit from the Toulouse Law Enforcement Department of Missing Persons."
Heart jumping, she swerved just in time to keep the ship's starboard side from skidding against the stone wall, and threw down the brakes before reaching a complete stop. Scarlet killed the engine, already grabbing for the discarded portscreen. Its pale blue light glinted off the cockpit's controls.
They'd found something.
The Toulouse police must have found something.
"Accept!" she yelled, practically choking the port in her fingers.
She expected a vidlink from the detective assigned to her grandmother's case, but all she got was a stream of unembellished text.
28 Aug 126 T.E.
Re: Case ID #AIG00155819, filed on 11 Aug 126 T.E.
This communication is to inform SCARLET BENOIT of Rieux, France, EF, that as of 15:42 on 28 Aug 126 the case of missing person(s) MICHELLE BENOIT of Rieux, France, EF, has been dismissed due to lack of sufficient evidence of violence or nonspecific foul play. Conjecture: Person(s) left of own free will and/or suicide.
We thank you for your patronage of our detective services.
The comm was followed by a video ad from the police, reminding all delivery ship pilots to be safe and wear their harnesses while engines were running.
Scarlet stared at the small screen until the words turned into a screaming blur of white and black and the ground seemed to drop out from beneath the ship. The plastic panel on the back of the screen crunched in her tightening grip.
"Idiots," she hissed to the empty ship.
The words CASE CLOSED laughed back up at her.
She released a guttural scream and slammed the port down on the ship's control panel, hoping to shatter it into pieces of plastic and metal and wire. After three solid whaps, the screen only flickered in mild irritation. "You idiots!" She threw the port at the floorboards in front of the passenger seat and slumped back, stringing her curly hair through her fingers.
Her harness cut into her chest, suddenly strangling, and she released the buckle and kicked open her door at the same time, half falling into the alley's shadows. The grease and whiskey scent from the tavern nearly choked her as she swallowed her breaths, trying to rationalize her way out of the anger.
She would go to the police station. It was too late to go now—tomorrow, then. First thing in the morning. She would be calm and logical and she would explain to them why their assumptions were wrong. She would make them reopen the case.
Scarlet swiped her wrist over the scanner beside the ship's hatch and yanked it up harder than the hydraulics wanted to let it go.
She would tell the detective that he had to keep searching. She would make him listen. She would make him understand that her grandma hadn't left of her own free will, and that she most certainly had not killed herself.
Half a dozen plastic crates filled with garden vegetables were crammed into the back of the ship, but Scarlet hardly saw them. She was miles away, in Toulouse, planning the conversation in her head. Calling on every last persuasion, every ounce of reasoning power she had.
Something had happened to her grandmother. Something was wrong and if the police didn't keep looking, Scarlet was going to take it to court and see that every one of their turnip-head detectives was disbarred and would never work again and—
She snatched a gleaming red tomato in each fist, spun on her heels, and pummeled the stone wall with them. The tomatoes splattered, juice and seeds spraying across the piles of garbage that were waiting to go into the compactor.
It felt good. Scarlet grabbed another, imagining the detective's doubt when she'd tried to explain to him that up and disappearing was not normal behavior for her grandma. She pictured the tomatoes bursting all over his smug little—
A door swung open just as a fourth tomato was obliterated. Scarlet froze, already reaching for another, as the tavern's owner draped himself against the door frame. Gilles's narrow face was glistening as he took in the slushy orange mess Scarlet had made on the side of his building.
"Those better not be my tomatoes."
She withdrew her hand from the bin and wiped it down on her dirt-stained jeans. She could feel heat emanating from her face, the erratic thumping of her pulse.
Gilles wiped the sweat off his almost-bald head and glared, his default expression. "Well?"
"They weren't yours," she muttered. Which was true—they were technically hers until he paid her for them.
He grunted. "Then I'll only dock three univs for having to clean off the mess. Now, if you're done with target practice, maybe you could deign to bring some of that in here. I've been serving wilted lettuce for two days."
He popped back into the restaurant, leaving the door open. The noise of dishes and laughter spilled out into the alley, bizarre in its normality.
Scarlet's world was crashing down around her and nobody noticed. Her grandmother was missing and nobody cared.
She turned back to the hatch and gripped the edges of the tomato crate, waiting for her heart to stop hammering behind her sternum. The words from the comm still bombarded her thoughts, but they were beginning to clear. The first wave of aggression was left to rot with the smashed tomatoes.
When she could take in a breath without her lungs convulsing, she stacked the crate on top of the russet potatoes and heaved them out of the ship.
The line cooks ignored Scarlet as she dodged their spitting skillets, making her way to the cool storage room. She shoved the bins onto the shelves that had been labeled in marker, scratched out, and labeled again a dozen times over the years.
Scarlet turned around, pulling her hair off her clammy neck.
Émilie was beaming in the doorway, eyes sparkling with a secret, but she pulled back when she saw Scarlet's expression. "What—"
"I don't want to talk about it." Slipping past the waitress, she headed back through the kitchen, but Émilie made a dismissive noise in the back of her throat and trotted after her.
"Then don't talk. I'm just glad you're here," she said, latching on to Scarlet's elbow as they ducked back into the alleyway. "Because he's back." Despite the angelic blond curls that surrounded Émilie's face, her grin suggested very devilish thoughts.
Scarlet pulled away and grabbed a bin of parsnips and radishes, passing them to the waitress. She didn't respond, incapable of caring who he was and why it mattered that he was back. "That's great," she said, loading a basket with papery red onions.
"You don't remember, do you? Come now, Scar, the street fighter I was telling you about the other ... oh, maybe that was Sophia."
"The street fighter?" Scarlet squeezed her eyes shut as a headache started to throb against her forehead. "Really, Ém?"
"Don't be like that. He's sweet! And he's been here almost every day this week and he keeps sitting in my section, which definitely means something, don't you think?" When Scarlet said nothing, the waitress set the bin down and fished a pack of gum from her apron pocket. "He's always really quiet, not like Roland and his crowd. I think he's shy ... and lonely." She popped a stick into her mouth and offered another to Scarlet.
"A street fighter who seems shy?" Scarlet waved the gum away. "Are you listening to yourself?"
"You have to see him to understand. He has these eyes that just ..." Émilie fanned her fingers against her brow, feigning heatstroke.
"Émilie!" Gilles appeared at the door again. "Stop flapping those lips and get in here. Table four wants you." He cast a glare at Scarlet, a silent warning that he'd be docking more univs from her fee if she didn't stop distracting his employees, then pulled back inside without waiting for a response. Émilie stuck her tongue out after him.
Settling the basket of onions against her hip, Scarlet shut the hatch and brushed past the waitress. "Is table four him?"
"No, he's at nine," Émilie grumbled, scooping up the load of root vegetables. As they passed back through the steamy kitchen, Émilie gasped. "Oh, I'm so daft! I've been meaning to comm and ask about your grand-mère all week. Have you heard anything new?"
Scarlet clenched her jaw, the words of the comm buzzing like hornets in her head. Case closed.
"Nothing new," she said, then let their conversation get lost in the chaos of the cooks screaming at each other across the line.
Émilie followed her as far as the storeroom and dropped off her load. Scarlet busied herself rearranging the baskets before the waitress could say something optimistic. Émilie attempted the requisite "Try not to worry, Scar. She'll be back" before backing away into the tavern.
Scarlet's jaw was starting to ache from gnashing her teeth. Everyone talked about her grandma's disappearance as if she were a stray cat who would meander back home when she got hungry. Don't worry. She'll be back.
But she'd been gone for over two weeks. Just disappeared without sending a comm, without a good-bye, without any warning. She'd even missed Scarlet's eighteenth birthday, though she'd bought the ingredients for Scarlet's favorite lemon cake the week before.
None of the farmhands had seen her go. None of the worker androids had recorded anything suspicious. Her portscreen had been left behind, though it offered no clues in its stored comms, calendar, or net history. Her leaving without it was suspicious enough. No one went anywhere without their ports.
But that wasn't the worst of it. Not the abandoned portscreen or the unmade cake.
Scarlet had also found her grandmother's ID chip.
Her ID chip. Wrapped in cheesecloth spotted red from her blood and left like a tiny package on the kitchen counter.
The detective said that's what people did when they ran away and didn't want to be found—they cut out their ID chips. He'd said it like he'd just solved the mystery, but Scarlet figured most kidnappers probably knew that trick too.CHAPTER 2
Scarlet spotted Gilles behind the hot top, ladling béchamel sauce on top of a ham sandwich. She walked around to the other side, yelling to get his attention, and was met with annoyance.
"I'm done," she said, returning the scowl. "Come sign off on the delivery."
Gilles shoveled a stack of frites beside the sandwich and slid the plate across the steel counter to her. "Run that out to the first booth and I'll have it ready when you get back."
Scarlet bristled. "I don't work for you, Gilles."
"Just be grateful I'm not sending you out to the alley with a scrub brush." He turned his back on her, his white shirt yellowed from years of sweat.
Scarlet's fingers twitched with the fantasy of chucking the sandwich at the back of his head and seeing how it compared to the tomatoes, but her grandma's stern face just as quickly infiltrated the dream. How disappointed she would be to come back home only to find that Scarlet had lost one of their most loyal clients in a fit of temper.
Grabbing the plate, Scarlet stormed out of the kitchen and was nearly bowled over by a waiter as soon as the kitchen door swung shut behind her. The Rieux Tavern was not a nice place—the floors were sticky, the furniture was a mismatch of cheap tables and chairs, and the air was saturated with grease. But in a town where drinking and gossiping were the favorite pastimes, it was always busy, especially on Sundays when the local farmhands ignored their crops for a full twenty-four hours.
While she waited for a path to clear through the crowd, Scarlet's attention landed on the netscreens behind the bar. All three were broadcasting the same news footage that had filled up the net since the night before. Everyone was talking about the Eastern Commonwealth's annual ball, where the Lunar queen was a guest of honor and where a cyborg girl had infiltrated the party, blown up some chandeliers, and tried to assassinate the visiting queen ... or maybe she'd been trying to assassinate the newly coronated emperor. Everyone seemed to have a different theory. The freeze-frame on the screens showed a close-up of the girl with dirt smudges on her face and strands of damp hair pulled from a messy ponytail. It was a mystery how she'd ever been admitted into a royal ball in the first place.
"They should have put her out of her misery when she fell on those stairs," said Roland, a tavern regular, who looked like he'd been bellied to the bar since noon. He extended a finger toward the screen and mimed shooting a gun. "I'd have put a bullet right through her head. And good riddance."
When a rustle of agreement passed through the nearest patrons, Scarlet rolled her eyes in disgust and shoved toward the first booth.
She recognized Émilie's handsome street fighter immediately, partly due to an array of scars and bruises on his olive skin, but more because he was the only stranger in the tavern. He was more disheveled than she'd expected from Émilie's swooning, with hair that stuck out every direction in messy clumps and a fresh bruise swelling around one eye. Beneath the table, both of his legs were jogging like a windup toy.
Three plates were already set out before him, empty but for splatters of grease, bits of egg salad, and untouched slices of tomato and lettuce.
She didn't realize she'd been staring at him until his gaze shifted and collided with hers. His eyes were unnaturally green, like sour grapes still on the vine. Scarlet's grip tightened on the plate and she suddenly understood Émilie's swooning. He has these eyes ...
Pushing through the crowd, she deposited the sandwich on the table. "You had le croque monsieur?"
"Thank you." His voice startled her, not by being loud or gruff as she'd expected, but rather low and hesitant.
Maybe Émilie was right. Maybe he really was shy.
"Are you sure you don't want us to just bring you the whole pig?" she said, stacking the three empty plates. "It would save the servers the trouble of running back and forth from the kitchen."
His eyes widened and for a moment Scarlet expected him to ask if that was an option, but then his attention dipped down to the sandwich. "You have good food here."
She withheld a scoff. "Good food" and "Rieux Tavern" were two phrases she didn't normally associate with each other. "Fighting must work up quite an appetite."
He didn't respond. His fingers fidgeted with the straw in his drink and Scarlet could see the table beginning to shake from his bouncing legs.
"Well. Enjoy," she said, picking up the dishes. But then she paused and tipped the plates toward him. "Are you sure you don't want the tomatoes? They're the best part, and they were grown in my own garden. The lettuce too, actually, but it wasn't wilted like this when I harvested it. Never mind, you don't want the lettuce. But the tomatoes?"
Some of the intensity drained from the fighter's face. "I've never tried them."
Scarlet arched an eyebrow. "Never?"
After a hesitant moment, he released his drinking glass and picked up the two slabs of tomato and shoved them into his mouth.
His expression froze mid-chew. He seemed to ponder for a moment, eyes unfixed, before swallowing. "Not what I expected," he said, looking up at her again. "But not horrible. I'll order some more of those, if I could?"
Scarlet adjusted the dishes in her grip, keeping a butter knife from slipping off. "You know, I don't actually work—"
"Here it comes!" said someone near the bar, spurring an excited murmur that rippled through the tavern. Scarlet glanced up at the netscreens. They showed a lush garden, flourishing with bamboo and lilies and sparkling from a recent downpour. The red warmth of the ball spilled down a grand staircase. The security camera was above the door, angled toward the long shadows that stretched out into the path. It was beautiful. Tranquil.
"I have ten univs that say some girl's about to lose her foot on those stairs!" someone shouted, followed by a round of laughter from the bar. "Anyone want to bet me? Come on, what are the odds, really?"
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I'm a huge fan of Cinder and waited eagerly for the release of Scarlet. I bought it today after class and read all afternoon and evening. Let me tell you, I was not disappointed! Scarlet is unbelievably amazing and will absorb you completely! The characters (old and new) find a way into your heart, and really make you care about them and their story. Each has a unique personality and role to play, and it's fun to see them start meeting each other and interacting. Normally I get very annoyed when authors continually switch viewpoints, but Meyer does it very smoothly and in such a way that the book is paced perfectly. Meyer also does a great job of making the world setting and it's problems realistic. Plague, armies, war, political confusion, treachery, and secrets make the atmosphere compelling. But most of all, I love how we're getting more and more details. Everything is tying together, secrets are being revealed, and the explosive confrontation is getting closer. Scarlet was well worth the wait. My only regret is that I have to wait another year for Cress...
I found this an exceptionally great book to read, also loved Hypnotic by Marie E. this book and that are def on my top book 'list of fantasy crazes' that I will always re read. 5 stars !
If you have not read Cinder you need to go do that. If the words sci-fi Cinderella retelling don't make you want to read it maybe my review will. Either way if you have not read Cinder I am warning you that this review will contain spoilers for Cinder, not for Scarlet just Cinder. Scarlet was just as good as Cinder. A lot of the time second books tend to drag and not be nearly as good as the first book. But Scarlet does not fall into that trap. Maybe it is the introduction of a new POV or maybe it is the added cast of characters, but Scarlet manages to stay fresh where others fail. In case you could not figure it out, Scarlet is a retelling of Little Red Riding Hood. A retelling that will blow your mind with how different it is from the source material. It takes place in the same world as Cinder just in a different country. Scarlet is just as sassy as Cinder but they are different she is less insecure and even more kick-ass if you can believe it. If you fell in love with Cinder then you will like Scarlet. She is sassy and I swear I want her red hoodie. There are also some other new characters such as Wolf who is not all he seems, and Thorne who I thought was going to be annoying but I really liked getting to know. And don't fret, there are still some of your favorite characters from Cinder such as Iko, Queen Levana (though if you like her *side eye*) and of course Kai. The two stories of Scarlet and Wolf looking for her grandmother and Cinder trying to escape Queen Levana may seem like they would not come together but they fall in place perfectly and are told through alternating chapters interspersed with chapters about Kai. Basically if you liked Cinder get ready for even more fun in Scarlet. Also while some questions are answered you will be joined with me in wanting Cress which does not come out till next year.
After reading Cinder, I was on an book high for at least a week. I loved that book, loved the issues raised, loved the characters and heartbreak. So I had really, really high expectations for Scarlet. I wanted to be swept away by the characters again, held fast by the struggles they face. Unfortunately, while there was some interesting plot development, and a number of new characters were introduced, I only "really liked" this story, with a caveat or two. :) By this point, you've probably either read other reviews of Scarlet, or read it yourself. There about five thousand rave reviews out there, so I'll just give a quick overview of what rocked: It's a fun, fast-paced read. We go to a new continent, we meet the precursors of the terrifying army that Queen Levana is building, we get major comic relief from Captain (er, Cadet) Carswell Thorne, whom I was so very glad to meet. We get to continue to hate Levana, who appears to be devoid of any saving grace whatsoever (hard to believe, but there you go...some people just aren't human, and she certainly isn't). So why not a higher rating? Scarlet takes place over three days, so there's a lot of action--almost too much. What that means is that character development is really difficult to manage. Meyer succeeds with Cinder--she discovers more about herself and her past, and starts to move towards a realization of both the importance of who she is and what she is willing to do about it. But Scarlet...oh, Scarlet. I just couldn't empathize with her. Her emotions ruled her to such an extent that she felt almost manic at times--too aggressive, too emotive, too melodramatic. I know, I know, some folks loved her. I wish I could have. But her development over the story didn't work for me, nor did her romantic attachment--because there just wasn't enough time for the depth of emotions involved to develop or to stabilize. I was also so sad about Kai's role. I really wanted him to do something. Of course he only had three days, but in Cinder he was on the move, in and out of the palace, thinking and struggling with things. In Scarlet he's basically locked in his office the whole three days agonizing over the manhunt for Cinder and what Levana will do if they don't catch the fugitive cyborg. Oh, and giving a couple of press conferences. Quite frankly, I adore Kai. So I really wanted to shake him and tell him to do something so I could continue to love the man that he is. But he doesn't. He just pulls his hands through his hair and looks out the window. If he doesn't shape up in the next book, I might just cry. Overall, this is still an enthralling read. Fast-paced and full of action, Scarlet packs a lot of thrills. It falls short (for me) in the character development department, but I am still eagerly awaiting the next installment.
The story got a whole lot more complicated with the addition of a whole new set of main characters. In addition to Cinderella, her prince, the evil queen & her army; we now have Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. It's around these two new characters that this installment revolves. The story really is going to take 4 books to resolve due simply to complexity. Thankfully, the author does a very good job of tying everything together and making those essential connections between the characters and events. Like the first book in this saga, I wish the world had been fleshed out better and a bit more atmosphere had been present. There was room for it, and I want to know more about what this future world looks/sounds/smells like. Regardless, it's still a very good read.
OMG i hate this book so much because i dont want to wait another year for the next book in the series. But this book is a really great book good cliff hangar leaves you wanting more. If you like this book try cinder or cress next year when it comes out (ps i cant wait until next year!!!)
I could not put down my Nook!!! Read this in day, waiting for the next two.
There are no words to describe how happy I am that Scarlet came out. I"ve literally waited by the front door of my house waiting for Scarlet to be delivered. Let me just say that I'm very picky about dystopian novels that involve future technology and a hint of other planet species. But with the Lunar Chronicals, it made an exception. The story picks up after Cinder was taken prisoner by the Lunar queen. She must break out of prison in order to be with Kai. She soon realises that if she breaks out of prison, she will become the most wanted cyborg/lunar to others. It takes a lot of courage to take that risk. We are introduced to a new character named Scarlet. Her grandmother is missing and Scarlet must figure out why. ALong the way she meets wolf, a streetfighter. Let me just say that i liked wolf the second he had his first dialouge. And soon the duo are on the search for Scarlet's grandmother. This book was .... i can't even describe how amazing it was. Brilliant dialouge, a mezmerizing world, and kick butt characters. If i hhad to rate this book it would be a 10 out of 5. i highly recomend this series if u are looking forward for a dystopian adventure that is similar to Mass Effect. Just not the whole saving the universe from reapers but more of a cyborg/lunar with her new firends fighting an lunar queen. Enjoy
If you liked Cinder then you will love this book. Most sequels aren't as good as the first book in most series. That is definitely not the case with the lunar chronicles. It was mind blowing in how Cinder and Scarlets stories connected. I also LOVE the fairy tale twist in these books. It's so clever in how the original classics were twisted into the Lunar Chronicles. So what are you doing right now? Stop reading these reviews and start reading!
Out of all three of the books in the Lunar chronicles, this one is by far my favorite. I couldn't put the book down! Meyer explained everything perfectly. I felt as if i was there with the characters and felt everything the character's felt.This book made me hungry for Cress, the next book in the series.
Scarlet is the amazing second installment of the Lunar Chronicles Series by Marissa Meyer. This book picks up moments after the first one, Cinder, left off. For those of you reading this that haven’t read Cinder yet, STOP. Go to your local bookstore, pick up a copy and read it. I’ll wait. Finished? Excellent, I’ll continue. At the open of the book, we are introduced to Scarlett. A young girl from the small town of Rieux, France. She is running the family farm since her Grandmother disappeared quite suddenly with no explanation as to why. As she begins her desperate search for her Grandmother, she meets Wolf, a street fighter with a mysterious background. Together they travel to Paris to seek out Scarlet’s Grandmother. But once they arrive, Wolf’s past catches up to him and all chaos breaks loose. The story also picks back up with Cinder after she discovered that she is in fact the lost Lunar Princess Selene and the World’s #1 fugitive. She is the niece to the evil Lunar Queen Levana who is bent on ruling the Earth from her palace on the Moon. Cinder has been imprisoned by Emperor Kai after the incident at the ball and looking for a way out to meet up with Dr. Erland in Africa. During her break out she meets Captain Carswell Thorne who helps her on her journey, all the while he causes some entertaining shenanigans. This fast paced novel keeps up the momentum of the first one and leaves you hanging, begging for the next installment. The future world created by the author is so thorough in its detail and the characters so relatable that you feel as if you were standing next to them while running for their lives or fighting off a pack of hooligans. Anyone who is a fan of fairy tales, technology, and high adventure will immediately dive into this series and never want to come out.
This is movie material. I mean, the Harry Potter movies were fantastic. But if you make it into a movie, don't change up anything, like the percy jackson. Those were horrible.
I absolutely ADORED this book. Its just so hard to believe that I'll have to wat another year for Cress. But overall this book was even better than I expected it to book to be and in my opinion Meyer did a great job introducing the new charcters and switching the POV's withput making it too confusing. Cress is based on the story Rapunzel and its about a lunar girl named Cress who is stuck in a satelite (under Levanas orders) that is orbiting earth and her job is to help Lunar ships get to Earth without being seen on radar. And since she is also a computer hacker/geek she is supposed to be able to spot ships on her radar as well, but the only ship she can't seem to find is the one that has Cinder on it.
I loved the first book, and the second is even more exciting and intriguing then ever before! This story is told from different points of views in the beginning, and marissa does a fabolous job of blending them together in the end. I am extremely angry that I have to wait 1 year for Cress( the third book in the series) and 2 years for Winter( the last book in the series)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Scarlet is the second of a four arc book series aimed at YA but accessible to adults too. This is the story of Little Red Riding Hood, dystopian style, much as Cinder was Cinderella ... You can almost see the Asian graphic novel this reads like. Anime rules!
I'm not sure what made me buy it in the first place as its not what I usually buy. Then I realized it was a spin off of cinderella and wondered why I bought this. However I was hooked right away. Then I bought the second book and now I'm just dying to know how this ends! Cannot wait til the next book comes! This is a must read for all ages! Highly recommended!
Sooo happy its out
I am a huge fan of this series, but I was a little worried about this being her second book, that it wouldn't be as good as the first. I had no reason to worry however, because this book rocks! Meyer perfectly melds the characters of Cinder, with the new characters that we meet in Scarlet. I was in absolute shock at a couple points about the twist that the book took. The one thing that disappointed me however, was the way that a couple characters changed, but they weren't main characters so i could live with it. I will now be waiting another year for Cress. :'( It's too long if a s z
This book has an amazing, easy to follow plot line and entertwines flawlessly with the coninuing story from the first one. Fantasy leaves behind the old world with a different idea. I cant wait to see what else the Lunar Chronicles comes up with
Imaginative and fun. Very unique twist
Ive read 3 ch and i already know i like cinder WAYmore than scarlet. But im exited to see whats next in the book!!! d ;
The girl was thrust into a romm full of steam, and robots came and scrubbed her pink. After that wore off, they tied her firey red hair up and led her to a stand. Her pale skin looked even whiter now. Dozens of people shouted about money, and finally she was sent with a middle aged man for $13,000. He gave her delicious food, and she fell asleep. When she woke up she was in a dark room. A handsome teenage boy stood in front of her. She felt nervous, and tried to run. But he scooped her up in his powerful arms. "I think you need to be taught a lesson." He sat down and spread her across his lap, pulling her clothes off. He smacked her petite backside. He smacked it harder and harder. "From now on, you call me Master. I think I'll call you Angela. We are going to get along just fine."<p> Part 3 at Cress.
Can't wait to read the next book in the series!
Though I'm still not on board with all the hype, Scarlet was still a worthy sequel. Scarlet introduces interesting new characters, and the second half of it really delivered the action. Overall, it was enjoyable. But... Yes, there's a but. I had the same problems with Scarlet as I had with Cinder. The book's pacing still misses the mark. Scarlet travels from point A to point B. Things never get too difficult, which makes it boring. It isn't until the later half that it gets exciting, but until then the pacing is much too linear. Just like in book one, I thought Scarlet only scraped the surface when it came to the characters. Take newcomer Wolf (who I did in fact like) for example. He wants to be good, but is programmed to kill. There is so much potential for conflict there. But just like with the romance in Cinder, the book took the most obvious approach for conflict between Scarlet and Wolf, and never went much deeper than that. This review sounds harsh considering the fact that I actually did enjoy this book. Scarlet was a solid heroin, and the additions of Thorne and Wolf were all well and fine. I just really want to read these books and say yes, I get why everyone is going crazy. Now that Winter is out I'll be ending my journey with this series soon. I'm holding out hope because I think there's definitely potential. I'm not sure what to expect, but it's onto Cress now. (3.5 stars) Review from my blog: http://thebook-nook.weebly.com/home/scarlet-by-marissa-meyer
Cinder es bueno. La autora es bueno. I bet Scarlet will be good too! Ms. Meyer is a gifted author and really can capture any readers attention. I hope i got my spanish right :)