Review - Sparks by Kit Mallory

By Carmen, 17 October 2020
My Copy of the Book

Genre: Dystopian YA

Year Published: 2020

Blurb:

It’s 2034 and the United Kingdom is no more. Now there is only North and South, and the vast concrete Wall that separates the two.

A group of misfit outcasts have saved the North from annihilation – and started an unwinnable war with the brutal, totalitarian Board. Two months later, as the future grows ever bleaker, a mysterious international agency offers a final glimmer of hope.

But the Agency may not be all it seems, and the gang are still reeling from the fallout of their original mission as they wrestle with old demons and fraying loyalties. Plus there’s still the small matter of having a government to overthrow…

It turns out starting the fight is one thing. Finishing it is a whole different story.

About the Author:

Kit is a YA author who lives in Devon, UK. She writes speculative fiction about underdogs, kickass girls who like to kiss other girls, and mental health. Her first novel, Blackout, was shortlisted for the 2016 Mslexia Children's Novel Competition and longlisted for the 2016 Bath Children's Novel Award. She was almost certainly a mermaid in a former life.

Connect with the Author:

Instagram: Kit Mallory Instagram

Twitter: Kit Mallory Twitter

Author Website: Kit Mallory Author Website

Buy the Book:

Amazon: Amazon Purchase Link

My Take on the Book:

If I thought the first book was good – the second book was even better for me. In this one – there are a few dynamics that clash in this book, and I got the impression that Skyler didn’t like relinquishing control.

I gave this book a four star rating and got a copy in exchange for an honest review.

Last Word:

If the first book didn’t quite do it for you – and you’re wondering whether to read the second book – this one is definitely worth reading. The characters have a lot more to lose in this one, and as I said, there’s some dynamics that clash in this one – which ended up making the story more interesting.

Enjoy,
Carmen