Until three months ago, Riana lived a safe, quiet life as a Reader for the Union government, but her life is no longer quiet or safe.
She is now part of an underground rebellion, working closely with Connor, the covert leader of the movement and her best friend. Together, they’re trying to translate a mysterious book that might give them answers about the disaster that transformed their world.
Union officials want to arrest them, and radical Zealots want to destroy them. And Mikel, her Soul-Breather boyfriend, wants Riana to stop putting herself in danger for a cause he doesn’t support.
Then it gets even worse, when the Zealots start to frame them for violent acts of terrorism. Riana has to stay alive and juggle conflicting loyalties, deciding who to trust, where her heart lies, and what she really believes in.
Last fall I read Word and Breathe and totally loved it. Where most young adult post-apocolyptic novels are repetitive, Noel brings fresh ideas to a stale genre. Word and Deed picks up right where Word and Breathe left off, with Riana working with the rebellion and it's leader, old childhood friend Connor.
She's also still seeing Mikel, her soul-breather boyfriend, but he doesn't like nor agree with what she is doing. He would love it more than anything for her to stop working with the rebellion and Connor. But when she and the rebellion are being framed for terrorism, Riana needs to make some personal choices. But who and what will she choose?
Although I was excited to read Word and Deed and immerse myself back in Noel's world, about midway through the book it really got dry. It lacked energy. But after about fifty pages or so, it picked back up and I was once again excited and happily turning the pages, eager to see how everything turned out. I'm can't wait for the next one! If you enjoy a unique world with complex, yet relatable characters, pick up this series! It's just fantastic!
*I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
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