Golden Son by Pierce Brown
Holy crap-weasels! I just… I can’t even… Let me catch my breath for just a second. I’ve always been a big fan of Red Rising. Golden Son took the things that made Red Rising special and turned it up to 11.
Synopsis:
“Golden Son continues the stunning saga of Darrow, a rebel forged by tragedy, battling to lead his oppressed people to freedom from the overlords of a brutal elitist future built on lies. Now fully embedded among the Gold ruling class, Darrow continues his work to bring down Society from within.
A life-or-death tale of vengeance with an unforgettable hero at its heart, Golden Son guarantees Pierce Brown’s continuing status as one of fiction’s most exciting new voices.”
These books make me hate Pierce Brown a little bit. They’re so good I’d rather think that only a space-writer from a galaxy we haven’t even discovered yet could write books this incredible, but no. He’s just a plain old Earthling. And he’s younger than I am.
No more pencils, no more books, no more Proctor’s dirty looks. Darrow is out of school and living in the society of Golds. We’re no longer restrained to seeing Gold children with the odd Proctor. Now we see the whole scope, and not just Golds of all stations, but all of the colors. Reds, blues, silver, violets, oranges (I didn’t even know there were oranges!) and many more.
In Red Rising, Darrow already started to see the world wasn’t as simple as Gold = Bad. Some are, some aren’t. In Golden Son, this goes deeper, and we see how the personal relationships in all colors develop for Darrow and the lines of good, evil, and indifferent get blurred even further. And trust is a huge thing is this book. By the middle, you’ll think you have an idea of who can be trusted and who can’t but at the same time you won’t be sure. Everyone has an agenda, and everyone seems to be keeping something from everyone else.
Its pace is on point, moving fast enough to make it a thrill ride, though it will let you catch your breath every once in a while, only to steal it from you when you least expect it.
Along with many returning characters, we meet some new ones. As usual, each one is deep and wonderfully-flawed. And just wait until you meet Ragnar Volarus. I bet you never thought you’d love an Obsidian, but just try not to. I dare you.
But, seriously, this is probably the easiest book ever to recommend because if you loved Red Rising, you probably already plan on reading Golden Son. There’s nothing I can say to change your mind one way or the other. Plus, while reading one of these books you’ll find yourself walking around using words like ‘gorydamn’ and ‘prime’, which is awesome.
If you didn’t like Red Rising… Are you sure? Did you hold it upside down by accident? Maybe go read it again.
The ending in this one, though. Oh, man! That ending.
You’ll have to read it to find out. And when you do, you’ll be like, “That guy on the internet was right. What was his name again? Oh well.”
Fun fact about this post: Grammarly has issues with the publisher’s final synopsis.
Isn’t it so good!! Ahh I’m the same boat about hating Pierce Brown, like HOW was this his DEBUT SERIES??? CAN HE STOP???? but not actually because I need more of Sevro and Mustang in my life.
BUT THE ENDING OF THIS BOOK. I was likely only frikkin Pierce Brown would pull something like that
Yes. My view on Pierce Brown is love/hate. I love what he’s writing, but I hate him because I WANT HIS LIFE!
…I promise I’m not a dangerous stalker-like person.