The Midnight Star by Marie LuThe Midnight Star by Marie Lu

The Midnight Star

byMarie Lu

Paperback | October 3, 2017

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The thrilling finale to the New York Times bestselling Young Elites series from “hit factory” Marie Lu

#1 New York Times bestselling author Marie Lu concludes Adelina's story with this haunting and hypnotizing final installment to the Young Elites series.

Adelina Amouteru is done suffering. She’s turned her back on those who have betrayed her and achieved the ultimate revenge: victory. Her reign as the White Wolf has been a triumphant one, but with each conquest her cruelty only grows. The darkness within her has begun to spiral out of control, threatening to destroy all she's gained.  When a new danger appears, Adelina’s forced to revisit old wounds, putting not only herself at risk, but every Elite. In order to preserve her empire, Adelina and her Roses must join the Daggers on a perilous quest—though this uneasy alliance may prove to be the real danger.

Marie Lu is the author of the #1 New York Times bestselling series The Young Elites, as well as the blockbuster bestselling Legend series. She graduated from the University of Southern California and jumped into the video game industry as an artist. Now a full-time writer, she spends her spare time reading, drawing, playing games, and ...
Title:The Midnight StarFormat:PaperbackDimensions:368 pages, 8.31 × 5.5 × 0.92 inPublished:October 3, 2017Publisher:Penguin Young Readers GroupLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0147511704

ISBN - 13:9780147511706


Rated 5 out of 5 by from I cried WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWO, that ending has me crying! The ending was absolutely fantastic, amazing, couldn't think of a better way to end it. Marie Lu is the queen of wrapping up trilogies
Date published: 2018-07-06
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Slightly disappointing For a good chunk of this book it felt like I was waiting for something to happen, it felt very slow until about 2/3rds of the way. I also feel like the character growth from the past two books was thrown right out the window and we were presented with entirely new characters which was a little confusing. It wasn’t until the end of the book where I felt like the characters started acting more normal, I would say for lack of a better word. The ending of the book is the main reason I gave this book 3 stars. The ending definitely redeemed the book for me and I was really happy with how it ended. I think had it ended any other way it wouldn’t have felt realistic and like the classic happily ever after ending was being forced into the story. This book fell flat for me and I wish it had been better as I really liked the first two books.
Date published: 2018-06-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Unsettling A great sequel. It's difficult reading Adelina's slow descent to madness as she sacrifices everything and every one she loves for power and revenge. It makes her story heart breaking. I am taking away the one star because I felt that the romance was the weakest part of the story. In The Young Elites, it made more sense. Enzo had feelings for Adelina because she reminded him of his former love. Adelina had feelings for Enzo because she grew up without love and he was the first man to ever show her affection. Raphael does not count in this scenario because he made it pretty clear that if Adelina wanted anything romantic and/or sexual with him, then she'd have to pay him like everyone else. But in The Rose Society, I just didn't feel the connection between Adelina and Magiano. I think I would have also preferred it if Adelina killed Enzo after she realized he couldn't love her.
Date published: 2018-05-20
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great I cannot believe how amazing those last few chapters were! This is easily my favorite book out of the trilogy. It had a bit of a different feel to it than the first two because the focus wasn't so much on fighting other people or taking a throne. It's more about choices and sacrifice
Date published: 2018-03-22
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Solid series ender. I'm pushing myself to read a bunch of sequels that I've had sitting on my shelves for far too long. The Young Elites is a series I've enjoyed immensely and I'm really happy with how the conclusion played out. It was shorter than I thought it'd be, but I'm ultimately happy with what occurred. I predicted some things along the way but the characters remained complex and badass, and the story bloody and action-packed. I can't wait for what Marie Lu writes next!
Date published: 2018-01-14
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Satisfied. I was uneasy about the way the story was going to go after the second novel- since it appeared to be set up for a tragedy like MacBeth, but I am so surprised by how beautifully written the ending is. It was hard for me to see how Adelina became such a twisted ruler, but I suppose that was the way the story was suppose to go.
Date published: 2018-01-09
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Wow Can't imagine this trilogy ending any other way. Well done, Marie Lu! Didn't expect myself to shed tears, but I did...
Date published: 2017-11-25
Rated 3 out of 5 by from ok nonetheless, it was entertaining and definitely kept me interested
Date published: 2017-11-19
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Dark and Twisty For the longest time, I’ve been staring at the Young Elites trilogy sitting on my TBR pile and hoping that someday, I would find the time to read this series that sounded absolutely brilliant. So, when my semester closed this Tuesday, I thought what better time than NOW to do so? Within a span of four days, I read the whole Young Elites trilogy and I HAVE THOUGHTS. SO SO MANY THOUGHTS. In brief, though, let me explain what I thought of the first two books in this series: The Young Elites: I LOVED EVERYTHING ABOUT IT The Rose Society: THIS WAS SO MEDIOCRE, AND REPETITIVE, except for the last 70 pages which was action packed but when I reached the end of this book, I couldn’t help wishing it was more. And so, after the two days it took me to read both these books, I was unsure if The Midnight Star was the book I wanted to dive into JUST then. I took a break for a day, and then decided why NOT binge this series altogether? Which brings me to now. The Midnight Star was a perfect ending to a series I liked, but didn’t love all because of the middle part. MY THOUGHTS: 1. For the longest time in The Midnight Star, I struggled to cope with the kind of ruler that our main character, Adelina was. She was queen, sure, but she was a horrible queen. She had no care for her citizens, had horrible policies and was basically a vengeful conquer and not a ruler at all. 2. The main reason for Adelina being such a horrible ruler was because of the voices in her head, driving her to kill and conquer, and it’s also the reason I didn’t like The Rose Society – because voices in her head made her do everything wrong. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE ‘BAD’ CHARACTERS or anti-heroes, but through the entire series, there was a “NORMAL” part of Adelina and then there was the “voices and the darkness” which totally RUINED the part where this book’s protagonist is NOT AN EVIL PERSON, BUT SOMEONE TORTURED BY UNRELENTING VOICES. 3. Which is why I called The Midnight Star the PERFECT ending to this series – it was when the voices lose the extent of their control and the real Adelina comes back, flaws and all. I preferred the flawed, angry girl so much more than the slave to the voices in her head girl and her character growth was astounding. 4. Another thing I loved about The Midnight Star was the sense of camaraderie that came across all the main characters – Raffele, Teren, Adelina, Magiano, Maeve, Lucent, Voiletta and everyone else. I was HAPPY to see that they were all working together, towards a common goal. 5. Like I mentioned, when the series mostly focused on the “voices” and the “darkness” and what they made Adelina do, it got BORING AND REPETITIVE. FAST. And yet, The Midnight Star had a totally different plot. It was about a greater goal, and power and mythology and it was just BRILLIANT executed. If there’s one thing I learnt from bingeing The Young Elites Trilogy, it’s that maybe bingeing something isn’t always for the best. I feel like the fact that I read them all together and so fast might have caused things to be repetitive, and for me to get slightly bored with the world. At the same time, I was happy that I could read it altogether without any breaks or time to survive the revelations and cliff-hangers. Yes, I’m a confusing person. Would I recommend this series? Definitely. Would I recommend BINGEING this series? Probably not. It’s best to take a break between books (preferably with another book) A dark, twisty young adult series that COULD HAVE been better.
Date published: 2017-11-14
Rated 3 out of 5 by from ok Such an inspiring and interesting read, simply could not put it down! Great job!
Date published: 2017-10-30
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Great end to the series but sad :( Overall, this series has been a pleasure to read and I would recommend it to any fans of the Red Queen, The Orphan Queen and so many more!!!
Date published: 2017-10-05
Rated 4 out of 5 by from yes Such an inspiring and interesting read, simply could not put it down! Great job!
Date published: 2017-09-16
Rated 5 out of 5 by from i cried i loved how magiano and adelina's relationship was expanded on in this book. i was a huge enzo/adelina fan but this book turned me into a magiano/adelina fan. don't get me wrong, there's still lots of action. the ending left me speechless; i couldn't process what had happened in the last chapter and was left starstruck. almost like champion, marie lu leaves the ending of the epilogue up to the readers, but this gives us more closure than champion. this is my second favourite trilogy, after Legend (also by marie lu). would definitely read the books again.
Date published: 2017-09-11
Date published: 2017-09-01
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Anti heroes I liked how Adelina's character was explored more and given a sort of redemption arc.
Date published: 2017-07-14

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The memory comes unbidden and unrelenting, breaking through the walls Raffaele has put around his heart since Enzo’s death and resurrection. He is no longer tending to the prince’s wounds but standing, waiting, frightened in his bedchamber at the Fortunata Court years ago, looking out at a sea of masked people.   It seemed as if the entire city had turned out for Raffaele’s debut. Noblemen and noblewomen, their robes of Tamouran silks and Kenettran lace, fanned out across the room, their faces all partially hidden behind colorful half masks, their laughter mingling with the sounds of clinking glass and shuffling slip­pers. Other consorts moved amongst them, silent and grace­ful, serving drinks and dishes of iced grapes.   Raffaele stood in the center of the room, a demure youth dressed and groomed to the height of perfection, his hair a curtain of dark satin, his gold-and-white robes flowing, black powder lining the rims of his jewel-toned eyes, staring out at a sea of curious bidders. He remembers how his hands trem­bled, how he’d pressed one against the other to steady them. He had been trained in the types of expressions to allow on his face, a thousand different subtleties of the lips and brows and cheeks and eyes, regardless of whether they reflected his actual emotions. So, in this moment, his expression had been one of serene calm, of shy allure and gentle joy, silent as snow, absent of his fear.   Now and then, the energy seemed to shift in the room. Raffaele turned his head mechanically in its direction, un­sure of what he was sensing. He thought at first that perhaps his mind was playing tricks on him—until he realized that the energy focused on a young stranger gliding between the crowds. Raffaele’s eyes followed him, mesmerized by the power that seemed to travel in his wake.   The bidding started high and spiraled higher. It soared until Raffaele could no longer make out the numbers, the sights and sounds around him beginning to blur. Other consorts whispered to one another in the audience. He had never heard such amounts tossed back and forth at an auction before, and the strangeness of it all made his heart pound faster, his hands shake harder. At this rate, he could never live up to the winner’s payment.   And then, as the bidding began to trickle down to a few—a young manservant hidden in the crowd doubled the highest offer.   Raffaele’s calm expression wavered for the first time as murmurs rippled through the room. The madam called again for an offer to top it, but none did. Raffaele stood in the silence, willing himself to remain still as the manservant won the auction.   That evening, Raffaele lit a few candles with unsteady hands and then sat alone on the edge of his bed. The blan­kets were silken, trimmed with gold thread and lace, and the scent of night lilies lingered in the air. The minutes dragged on. He listened for the sound of footsteps approaching his chambers and repeated to himself lessons that older consorts had given him over the years.   After what seemed like an eternity, he heard the sound he had been waiting for in the hall outside. Moments later, there was a soft knock on the door.   It will be all right, Raffaele whispered, unsure of the truth of these words. He got up and raised his voice. “Come in, please.”   A maid pushed the door open. Behind her, a masked young man walked into his chambers with the grace of a seasoned predator. The door closed behind him, right as he reached up to remove the mask from his face.   Raffaele’s eyes widened in surprise. This was the same stranger he’d noticed in the crowd. He realized, embar­rassed, that the stranger was quite handsome—dark curls of hair tied back into a low tail, long black lashes framing his eyes, scarlet slashes in his irises. He stood tall, and he did not smile. The energy Raffaele had sensed during the bidding now enveloped the stranger in layers. Fire. Flames. Ambition. Raffaele flushed. He knew he should be inviting the stranger to come closer, to sit on the bed. But, in this moment, he couldn’t think.   The young man stepped forward. When he stopped before Raffaele, he folded his hands behind his back and nodded once. Raffaele felt the energy shift again, beckoning at him, and he couldn’t help but return the stranger’s gaze. Raffaele forced himself to give the young man a smile, one he had been trained to give for years.   The stranger spoke first. “You noticed me in the crowd,” he said. “I saw your eyes following me around the room. Why is that?”   “I suppose I was drawn to you,” Raffaele replied, turning his eyes down and letting the heat rise to his cheeks again. “What is your name, sir?”   “Enzo Valenciano.” The stranger’s voice was soft and deep, silk hiding steel.   Raffaele’s eyes shot back up to him. Enzo Valenciano. Was that not the name of the disgraced prince of Kenettra? Only now, in the dim light of the chamber, did Raffaele realize that the boy’s hair glinted with a hint of deep red, so deep it looked black. A marking.   The former crown prince.   “Your Highness?” Raffaele whispered, so startled that he didn’t think to bow again.   The young man nodded. “And I’m afraid I have no inten­tion of fulfilling your debut night.”   The scene evaporates as a knock sounds on the door. Raffaele and Enzo look over at it in unison and Raffaele lets out a long breath, pushing the memory to the back of his mind as he puts down the bandages. “Yes?” he calls out.   “Raffaele?” a timid voice answers. “It’s me.”   He folds his hands into his sleeves. “Come in.”   The door opens, and Violetta steps hesitantly inside. Her eyes first meet Raffaele’s, then dart to where Enzo sits with his elbows leaning against his knees. “I’m sorry to interrupt,” she says. “Raffaele, something strange is happening down by the shore. I thought you might want to have a look.”   Raffaele listens with a frown. So, Violetta has sensed something ominous as well. She looks pale tonight, her olive skin ashen, her full lips pulled into a tight line, hair secured behind a Tamouran wrap. She had found the Daggers with her power almost a year ago, all on her own. It’d taken her a week to find the words to tell Raffaele what had happened between her and her sister, then another week still before she begged them through her tears to find a way to help Adelina. Since then, she has stayed at Raffaele’s side, working with him as he tested her alignments and taught her how to con­centrate her ability to sense others’ energy. She was a good student. A fantastic student.   She reminds him so much of Adelina. If he let himself, Raffaele could imagine that he was staring at a younger version of the Queen of the Sealands, before she turned her back. Before she was beyond help. The thought always saddened him. It is my fault, what Adelina has become. My fault that it is too late.   Raffaele nods at Violetta. “I’ll come in a moment. Wait for me outside.”   As Violetta retreats to the hallway, he finishes bandaging Enzo’s arms, then rubs his own neck in exhaustion. Too many nights in a row he’s spent like this, weeks that stretched into months, all trying in vain to repair Enzo’s wounds. But every time they began to heal, they would worsen again. “Try to sleep,” Raffaele tells him.   Enzo doesn’t respond. His face is drawn, pale from the pain. He is both here and not.   How long ago was it that they had first lost him in the arena? Two years? It seems a lifetime ago, eons, since the last time Raffaele had seen his prince truly alive, the fire in him burning bright and scarlet. He does not want to give Enzo more reason to suffer right now, to let him know how much his presence—half in the living realm, half in the Under­world—hurts those who love him. Instead, Raffaele walks to the door and quietly lets himself out.   The night is warm, a prelude to Sunland summers, and the heat from the day still lingers in the corridors. Raffaele and Violetta walk in silence under the lanterns, passing through the light and the shadows. At each door, he can sense the energy of every one of his Daggers staying inside the apartments. Michel, who after Gemma’s death has locked him­self away for days at a time, losing himself in his paintings. Lucent, whose chamber has a ripple of disturbance in it. Raffaele can sense that she is still awake, perhaps gaz­ing out of her bedchamber window down at the shores. Lucent’s bones have continued to hollow, and now she aches constantly, a development that has made her bitter and short-tempered. Maeve had stayed at first, begging Lucent to return to Beldain with her, even tried bribing and com­manding her—but Lucent had refused. She would remain with the Daggers and fight alongside them until her dying breath. After a while, Maeve was forced to lead her soldiers home. But the Beldish queen’s letters still arrive weekly, ask­ing about Lucent’s health, sometimes sending along herbs and medicines. Nothing has helped. Raffaele knows it will never help, for Lucent’s illness is caused by something deep within her own energy.   The last chamber once belonged to Leo, the bald boy whom Raffaele had recently recruited to the Daggers, who had wielded the power to poison. Now the chamber sits empty. Leo died a month earlier. The doctor told Raffaele that it was because of a lingering lung infection. But Raffaele wonders about another possible reason—because Leo’s body had turned on itself, poisoning him from within.   What weakness will soon manifest in him?   “I heard about Adelina’s latest conquest,” Violetta says when they finally reach the stairway leading out of the palace.   Raffaele only nods.   Violetta glances at him furtively. “Do you think . . . ?”   How hard she tries. Raffaele can feel his heart reaching out to her, wishing to comfort her, but all he can do is take her hand and soothe her temporarily with a tug of her heart­strings. He shakes his head.   “But—I hear she is offering generous payments to the cit­izens of Dumor,” Violetta replies. “She’s been more generous than she could be. Perhaps if we could only find a way to—”   “She is beyond help,” Raffaele says softly. An answer he has given many times. He is not certain that he believes it, not entirely, but he cannot bear to raise Violetta’s hopes only to see them crushed. “I’m sorry. We need to concentrate on defending Tamoura against Adelina’s next move. We must make a stand somewhere.”   Violetta looks back toward the shoreline and nods. “Of course,” she says, as if convincing herself.   She is not like the others. She aligns with gems, of course— with fear, empathy, and joy—but she has no markings to speak of. Her ability to take away others’ powers makes him uneasy. And yet, Raffaele cannot help feeling a bond with her, a comfort in knowing that she, too, can feel the world around her.   None of the three moons nor any stars are visible tonight; only clouds blanket the sky. Raffaele offers Violetta his arm as they pick their way carefully down the stony path. A hint of charge lingers in the warm winds, prickling his skin. As they make their way around the edge of the estate, the shore comes into view, a line of white foam crashing into black space.   Now he senses what had troubled Violetta. Right along the shore where the sand turns cold and wet, the feeling is incredibly strong, as if all the strings in the world were pulled tight. The waves spray him with flecks of salt water. The night is so dark that they cannot make out any other de­tails around them. Large, looming masses of rock lie nearby, nothing more than black silhouettes. Raffaele stares at them, feeling a sense of dread. There is a pungent scent in the air.   Something is wrong.   “There is death here,” Violetta whispers, her hand quiver­ing against Raffaele’s arm. When he looks at her, he notices that her eyes seem haunted, the same look she has whenever she talks about Adelina.   Raffaele scans the horizon. Yes, something is very wrong, an unnatural energy permeating the air. There is so much of it, he cannot tell where it is coming from. His eyes settle on a dark patch far in the distance. He stares at it for a while.   A series of lightning streaks breaks through the sky, carv­ing trails from the clouds to the sea. Violetta flinches, waiting for the thunderclap to follow, but there is none, and the si­lence raises the hairs on the back of Raffaele’s neck. Finally, after an eternity, a low rumble shakes the ground. His eyes travel down to the waves crashing along the shore, then stop again on the black silhouettes of rock.   The lightning flashes again. This time, the glow lights up the shore for a brief moment. Raffaele steps backward, tak­ing in the sight.   The black silhouettes are not rocks at all. They are baliras, at least a dozen of them, beached and dead.   Violetta’s hands fly to her mouth. For a moment, all Raffaele can do is stay where he is. Many sailors told sto­ries about where baliras went when they died—some said they would go far out into the open ocean, where they would swim lower and lower until they sank to the depths of the Underworld. Others said they would leap out of the water and fly higher and higher, until they were swallowed up by the clouds. The occasional rib bone washed ashore, bleached white. But never had he seen a dead balira in the flesh before. Certainly not like this.   “Don’t come closer,” Raffaele whispers to Violetta. The smell in the air grows more pungent as he draws near, now unmistakably the smell of rotting flesh. As he reaches the first balira, he extends a hand out toward it. He hesitates, then places his fingers gently against its body.   The beast twitches once. This one is just an infant, and it is not dead yet.   Raffaele’s throat tightens, and tears fill his eyes. Something terrible killed these creatures. He can still feel the poisonous energy coursing through its veins, can sense its weakness as it takes another low, rasping gasp of air.   “Raffaele,” Violetta calls out. When he looks over his shoul­der, he sees her wading into the waves as they break against the beach. The hem of her dress is soaked, and she is quaking like a leaf. Get out of there, Raffaele wants to warn her.   “This feels like Adelina’s energy,” Violetta finally says.   Raffaele takes a hesitant step toward the ocean, then an­other. He walks forward until his slippers sink into wet sand. He sucks his breath in sharply.   The water is cold in a way that he has never felt before, cold like death. A thousand threads of energy tug at his feet as the water recedes, as if each one were barbed with tiny hooks, seeking a living being. It sends his skin crawling in the same way a rotting fruit filled with maggots would. The ocean is full of poison, deep and dark and vile. Beneath it churns a layer of energy that is furious and frightening, something he had only once felt in Adelina. He thinks of Enzo’s strange distraction tonight, the faraway look in his half-alive eyes. The way he seemed drawn to the ocean. Raffaele remembers the storm that raged on the night when they’d brought Enzo back from the depths of the sea, where the edge of the living world ended and the world of the dead began.   Beside him, Violetta remains frozen in place as the water sways against her legs.   Raffaele takes a few more steps into the ocean, until the waves come up to his waist. The cold water numbs him. He looks up again to where the silent lightning storm rages, and tears begin to spill down his cheeks.   Indeed, this feels like Adelina’s energy. Like fear and fury. It is energy from another realm, threads from beneath the sur­face, an immortal place never meant to be disturbed. Raffaele trembles.   Something is poisoning the world.

Editorial Reviews

Praise for The Midnight Star: "The New York Times-bestselling series is unique in that its protagonist is also the villain, making Adelina the most prominent antihero in YA fiction today."—Teen Vogue"In a series featuring a roster of diverse, super-powered teens, Adelina’s path to darkness is the most fascinating as she struggles to control her powers and assert herself in a world often cruel to women like her."—The Washington Post ★ “Lu brings her Young Elites trilogy to a thunderous close with this final installment. … [T]his is a worthy, bittersweet end. More than ever, it is the bond between sisters and the struggle to be human that take center stage in this heartrending finale.”—Booklist, starred review “The affecting conclusion to the Young Elites trilogy relishes ardent emotion… Like many a classic antihero's, Adelina's trajectory is both sobering and satisfying.”—Kirkus Reviews    “Lu’s intricate and well-crafted plot, filled with steady conflict between characters and stunning, vivid settings, will hook readers. Fans will not be disappointed.”—Romantic Times Book ReviewsPraise for The Young Elites:A New York Times bestseller!Five starred reviews!A Buzzfeed Best YA Book of 2014!An Amazon Best Book of 2014 – Teen & Young Adult!An Amazon Best Book of the Month, October 2014!Chosen as a YALSA Teens' Top Ten Pick for 2015!★ “Lu pivots from the ‘coming of age via romance’ formula to pry apart the many emotions that pass under the rubric of love… There’s nothing easy here, for Adelina or readers—there are no safe places where the pressures of betrayal, death threats, and rejection aren’t felt.”—Publishers Weekly, starred review★ “Readers should prepare to be captivated—and to look forward to a continuation of the Young Elites series.”—Booklist, starred review★ “A must for fans of…totally immersive fantasies.” —Kirkus Reviews, starred review★ “A Game of Thrones meets X-Men in this 14th-century fantasy from Marie Lu (the Legend trilogy), in a world where ‘fear is power.’ … The overriding epic fantasy will keep readers hooked for book two, which teases to be a game-changer. Bring it on.” —Shelf Awareness, starred review★ “The taut, tightly packed narrative provides an engaging mix of pulse-quickening fight scenes, heart-stopping near escapes, touching interpersonal interludes, and devastating betrayals.” —BCCB, starred review“Lu weaves her magic across the page as she unfolds the story of Adelina and the Young Elites. Nothing is as it is expected.”—VOYA“Lu seamlessly melds an unforgettable and intoxicating historical fantasy narrative with a strong female protagonist that grapples with an issue experienced by all young adults—acceptance of one’s self… Lu’s new series will be a surefire hit with old and new fans alike.”—School Library Journal“By permitting her characters some grand failures, she raises the stakes in the best way possible…There is clearly more to know, and I look forward to it. This is a world worth revisiting.”—The New York Times Book Review“The Young Elites is beyond brilliant! From the moment I began reading, I knew Adelina was like no one I’d ever met—an unforgettable cast of characters will seize your heart and send your moral compass spinning.”—Amie Kaufman, award-winning co-author of These Broken Stars   “Bold, powerful, and exploding with color and excitement. I can't wait for everyone to read this book.”—Tahereh Mafi, New York Times bestselling author of the Shatter Me series   “Marie Lu bursts onto the fantasy scene with a superb novel about power and what it means to embrace it even after being damaged by it. Love, action, magic, and more! My heart was pounding;  I couldn't turn the pages fast enough!”—Beth Revis, New York Times bestselling author of the Across the Universe series   “The Young Elites is the fantasy novel I've been longing for. Marie Lu has crafted rare, irresistible characters and a world of endless, thrilling intrigue. Here begins an immersive, unforgettable adventure.”—Andrea Cremer, New York Times bestselling author of The Inventor’s Secret and the Nightshade seriesPraise for The Rose Society:A #1 New York Times bestseller!★ "A tightly woven tapestry of a story that ensnares even as it disturbs."—Booklist, starred review ★ "Lu constructs a fascinating triangle of opposing forces seeking power, and the ensuing twists and epic battles leave many dead, broken, or forever changed."—Publishers Weekly, starred review"Original and sobering, Adelina is an antihero of nigh-unremitting darkness: an unusual young woman in the mold of such archetypes as Lucifer, Macbeth, and Darth Vader."—Kirkus Reviews"Teens will be fascinated to watch the main character descend into villainy and revel in it."—School Library Journal