Just... why?

Why so much repetition? Why so much musing and brooding and endless internal monologues about issues and points that have already been explored ad nauseam? The sex followed by guilt, the whole "two steps forward, one step back", and "protectors are meant to hunt monsters", and Six not trusting Max. I'm so tired.

I don't think I'll be able to take three whole more books like this. The plot is dragging so bad and we keep going back every time there's a POV change. I'm so bored I'm just skimming through all the filler at this point because I just want to get to the action. And the isolated events of any interest that took place in this installment can pretty much be counted on a single hand: 

Sarah being alive—I was hoping for some heartbreak and "you stole my bonded" drama from her, but it's not looking likely—and the, quite frankly, boring revelation of Max being Lucifer's daughter

.

Nothing's happening. We've been on this Hell arc for three books and still have no idea what the floop is going on. We don't know what the issue with hell is, what's up with The Guild, we don't know why Max is so important and unique and everyone is desperate to capture her or if this mates thing will ever amount to anything. Any day now, my name will spontaneously change to Jon.


The previous book, this one and probably part of the next one—if not the full thing—could have, and perhaps should have been condensed into a single novel.

I'm gonna be taking a break from this series because I'm beyond fed up with the repetition and lack of new developments. When not even the sex is enough to keep my interest, I know it's hopeless.