The Selection began with thirty-five girls.
Now with the group narrowed down to the six Elite, the competition to win Prince Maxon’s heart is fiercer than ever—and America is still struggling to decide where her heart truly lies. Is it with Maxon, who could make her life a fairy tale? Or with her first love, Aspen?
America is desperate for more time. But the rest of the Elite know exactly what they want—and America’s chance to choose is about to slip away.
First book finished in the new year, and Kiera Cass’s The Elite was a easy-going, fun read to start the new year off with.
I liked The Selection mostly because of how leisurely of a read it is. And The Elite doesn’t really deter from that same leisurely air. More dresses and cat fights from the remaining girls. But mostly, the fickle heart of America takes the stage.
Unfortunately for this series, there isn’t much that really differentiates the remaining six girls—Celeste, Elise, Natalie, Kriss, Marlee, and America—most of the girls range from the radical grade-A beyotch or they are just very conservative, meek, and forgetful. And as for America, since the whole book is narrated from her point of view, life inside the palace is limited. I was hoping for more lies, more deceit, and much more backstabbing since the stakes are much higher for the crown. One would think that the first novel would be the skeletal structure of the world-of-story and the conflicts, and the second novel would dig much deeper into plot, sub-plot, character development, and the works.
The Elite remains a skeleton.
There is no depth in the remaining SIX girls. Besides the surface level attributes and the physical features that America comments upon, none of them scream depth that they deserve especially this late in the game. The outside world of poverty and rebellion is completely divided from America’s newly sheltered world in the Selection competition. Any talk of rebels comes and goes like the wind. The sub-plot of the active rebellion in the North and the South is overshadowed by America’s fickleness and her inability to make a outrageously clear decision on whether she wants to be with Prince Maxon or Aspen. Even the raids on the palace by the rebels is undermined by the shallow conversations and the jealous glares from America and the other girls. There was promise with the rebel sub-plot, and it was nonexistent once again.
Final Summation: A series I’m finding more and more to be one that is read for fun and for fawning over the gorgeous covers. The Elite had promise for potential, to expand on sub-plot and character development, and fell flat. America’s limited view and fickle nature over her new-found life of limited luxury overpowered the story. But I will still read on for fun, and for those beautiful covers.