by Frankie Rose
Publish Date: March 2013
She has no name.
She has her knives; her training; her halo.
The first and second give her the tools and the skill to defeat the opponents she is pitched against each month. The third frees her from pain and fear. From any kind of emotion at all. Everything is as it should be. Everything is as it should be, until…
When a newly-named Kit escapes the Sanctuary after killing her best friend, the last thing she needs is another knife in her hand. Or Ryka, the damaged, beautiful blonde boy, who she refuses to let save her. Still learning how to process the onslaught of her new feelings, the sights and sounds of Freetown are overwhelming and strange. There are a hundred differences between her old home and her new one, but one thing remains starkly similar: the matches. Yet where the blood in the Sanctuary landed only on the colosseum floor, Kit will quickly learn that a river of red runs through Freetown’s very streets.
Freed from the oppression of a society who stole her right to feel, the true horror of her old life leaves Kit wondering if she really has been freed at all. Would she be better off without the crippling horror of all the blood on her hands, or is the love of one boy worth living through all the pain?
Raksha is the call of the dead. The rumbling chant for fresh blood from the other side, the demand for sacrifice. The colosseum is behind Kit. The fighting pits await.
You have been called to the fights.
First thing’s first. Thank you to the tour host and Ms. Frankie Rose for allowing me to participate. I am very honored.
I’ve been dragging my feet. Many other blogger friends have continually recommended Frankie Rose to me and I’ve just never picked one up. There was always something else to read. Now that I’ve read one of Ms. Rose’s books I feel like a total DICK for waiting so long. For which I am sorry.
The world Ms. Rose has built in Raksha is beautiful. Not in beauty as in physical appearance but beautiful as in so very real and believable. The story isn’t littered with multiple scenery like some and its simplicity makes it all that much more realistic. It breathes is the best way to describe it.
Kit is very human, very flawed. She goes through a lot and (I believe) is stronger for it. However, there’s stuff she goes through that does in fact make her weaker as well. Her confusion is a very real, very palatable, very relatable.
Ryka is… magnificent for lack of a better word. He is truly beautifully tormented though hides it very well. He also has an arrogance to him that isn’t enough to make him conceded but enough to make the reader realize he uses that to cover the torment which I find FACINATING.
The story is extremely fast paced. There’s no way to lose track of detail or information but it definitely moved from point A to point B without hesitation or taking the scenic route. It’s very well told and very well thought out.
Raksha is one of those books that once started cannot be put down until finished and every interruption better be life threatening or else. Definitely a must read for all dystopia, action packed readers.