Ava Michaels is gifted, powerful, and — whether she likes it or not — part of a plot to take over the world.
It’s only been a few months since Ava Michaels discovered she has ties to an ancient people living in the shadows of the human world, despite their superior gifts and abilities. A select few don’t like hiding, however, and think it’s time to take control.
Now Ava’s caught up in a conspiracy in the works before she was even born. In fact, her birth was an integral part of the plan. She’s one of the Twelve, the most powerful Race ever created, and they were created for a purpose.
Turns out, Ava doesn’t like being told what to do.
All she wants is to start a new life with her boyfriend, Caleb Foster, but before they can even think about that, they must join forces with former enemies, seek out some powerful new friends, and figure out what exactly the Twelve, and their power-hungry leader, are up to.
Then, they have to find a way to stop them.
If you read these posts regularly, you know how much of a fan I am of T. M. Franklin’s work. I think (feel free to correct me if I’m wrong) I have read everything she has published – a feat I am very proud of. I just need to buy them all in paperback so I can display them proudly on my bookcase, just need a lottery win first!
Anyway, TWELVE, is the third and final installment of the MORE trilogy (check out my review for The Guardians here – it also links to my review of MORE). I’ve had this book on my kindle for about a week – thank you TWCS for the ARC – but held off reading it because I didn’t want the series to end. I’ve become a little bit attached to this ragtag bunch of characters and their fight to protect the Race. So much so, I tell most people I know to read it. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me and I started reading (coupled with being laid out by a bad back helped too) and as usual, I couldn’t put it down until I had finished.
TWELVE begins with Ava getting stronger, yet the side effects are getting worse. After having her block lifted by Emma, she begins to hide their severity from Caleb. Tsk tsk. We are soon swept away by Franklin’s excellent pacing as we not only observe The Guardians in their plans, but also Elias Borre, the creator and father of the Twelve. – I can freely and openly say that I didn’t like him.
We are inundated with a plethora of new characters, but not once is it confusing for the reader. However much, or little, interaction we have with the new characters, they are all well rounded and integral to the plot. Franklin does this with ease and makes it read effortlessly. No once did I have to flip back a few pages to remind myself of who was who.
As is a common theme in this series, Ava continues on her path in her stubborn and caring way, which is magnified when her ‘parents’ are kidnapped. This, for me at least, was the catalyst for the beginning of the action. The 2nd half of the book gallops along at breakneck speed towards a conclusion that, whilst I expected elements, took my breath away.
By the time I was finished with this book, I was a mess. not only because of the perfection with which the series has ended, but also because I didn’t want it to end. At least I can always re-read them, and most likely will along with my Harry Potters and The Belgariad/Mallorean series’. Then I read the acknowledgements. I began to well up because of a four letter word. My name.
T. M. Franklin, there was no need to thank me. Reading and recommending these books (and your others) has been a complete pleasure!