Series: Sookie Stackhouse #13
Published by Ace on 7 May 2013
Genres: Adult, Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy
Source: Kindle Purchase
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Sookie continues to have to deal with both supernatural and natural problems in Dead Ever After, and she is lucky to have good friends and family she can count on when she needs them. The whole story was slightly bittersweet, as a last book in a beloved series should be - and the ending was logical. Sookie has been through a lot since the beginning of the series, and this was no exception in Dead Ever After... where she is accused of murder, stays a night in prison, and has to find a token that makes a police officer really have it in for her.
Dead Ever After is the last book in the Sookie Stackhouse series, and the ending was quite logical – and most characters from past books showed up in Bon Temps to help Sookie with some problems she had, and at the same time, it also felt like they had come to say goodbye to the readers. This made Dead Ever After feel like goodbye as well – even if there was a lot of stuff happening that had something to do with what had happened in prior books.
Sookie once more found herself in the middle of an intriguing mystery, and at the same time, she had to deal with Sam’s withdrawal after she had brought him back to life. Dead Ever After is far from dead, though, it is more as if even some whom Sookie (and the readers) thought were dead weren’t all that dead anyway. And the surprising thing was that I was actually surprised by who it was that was after Sookie this time around!
The most heart-breaking thing that happened in Dead Ever After was Eric and Sookie’s interactions. Even if everything that happened was really logical, my poor heart was crying there for a while. But I can completely understand where Sookie was coming from – Eric’s underhandedness showed itself one time too many, and Sookie just didn’t want to deal with being the last person to know important information anymore. As usual, Eric couldn’t understand Sookie’s point of view, which is also normal – that head-strong vampire has always had a thing for my way or the highway – and it’s one of the things I love so much about him!
Even Arlene made an appearance in Dead Ever After, and she acted just as clueless as always. I could not even muster a tiny speck of sympathy for Arlene, so I have to give big kudos to Sookie for managing to do that for me. All the characters I’ve come to know and love in the Sookie Stackhouse series made at least one appearance in Dead Ever After, and I thoroughly enjoyed seeing them again. Part of that enjoyment, of course, is that many of these loved characters are very fine male specimens, and I only have to close my eyes to imagine Quinn, Alceede and Eric showing up at my doorstep to help me figure things out 😉
The particular brand of humor that has always been a staple of the Sookie Stackhouse universe was still there as well, even if there was kind of a sad undertone to it in Dead Ever After. Pam and her dry humor never ceases to get my funny-bone working, and I also love how Tara is always able to bring something light to a dark situation.
So yeah, I really enjoyed saying my goodbyes to Sookie and all her friends! One day, I’m sure I’ll sit down and re-read the whole series back-to-back, because I really love it. If you have enjoyed the prior books in the series, you just might enjoy Dead Ever After as much as I did. I definitely think that the ending was up to par with the whole series, and who Sookie ends up with is quite logical, and has been for several books.
He opened his eyes as I came down the back steps and crossed the yard. I was still in my nightshirt, and I didn’t even want to think about my own hair. It was pretty much one big snarl.
The flowers bloomed and bloomed and bloomed, until I had a vase full in almost every room in the house. I even walked through the cemetery to leave some on Gran’s grave, and I put a bouquet on Bill’s porch. If I could have eaten them, I’d have had a full plate at every meal.
As I sat on the front porch with a glass of iced tea, I examined myself to see if my heart was broken. I was so emotionally exhausted, I couldn’t tell.
“What about the Viking? Why is he pissed? His life didn’t need saving. He’s already dead.”
“I spit on the supes who’ve let you down,” Tara said, fortunately not suiting action to words.
On this very hot summer day in July, it felt comfortingly normal to be having this gossip session while we took a gal-pal road trip.
Holding my breath with suspense, I slid the dress off its hanger and over my head. It settled on my hips like it was happy to be there. – I want a dress like that!
After my phone message, I checked my e-mails. Most of them suggested I enlarge my nonexistent penis or help desperate lawyers get huge sums of money out of Africa […]
I could hear a faint strain of music when we got out of the car, so I knew there must be a live band tonight (“live” in the sense that they were actually onstage).