I was so excited by the Incorrigible Children of Ashton Place series that I went on to read another book by Maryrose Wood (this time with The Duchess of Northumberland, apparently), The Poison Diaries.
Boy, was I disappointed.
It looked so promising!
A dark, gothic tale of romance… and murder. In the right dose, everything is a poison. Jessamine has spent her whole life in a cottage close to her father’s apothecary garden, surrounded by medicinal plants and herbs that could kill her — although her father has never allowed her into the most dangerous part of the grounds… the poison garden. And so she’s never had reason to be afraid — until now. Because now a newcomer has come to live with the family, a quiet but strangely attractive orphan boy named Weed. Though Weed doesn’t say much in words, he has an instant talent for the apothecary’s trade, seeming to possess a close bond with the plants of the garden. Soon, he and Jessamine also share a close bond. But little does Jessamine know that passion can be just as poisonous as the deadliest plants in the garden — for behind Weed’s instinctive way in the garden is a terrible secret.
This book started of veeeeery slowly. It was kind of boring in the beginning. Then it still went about slowly, though with a romance between Weed and Jessamine I thought it might take a turn for the better. Then it JUST GOT WEIRD. And annoying.
It was difficult to tell who the real villain was – or if there was one – Jessamine’s father? Weed? The mysterious “Prince of Poisons”?
Jessamine was a vapid, annoying girl. Weed is a strange orphan who relates more to plants than people.
Awful. I will NOT be reading the sequel.