I picked both of these up because I really enjoyed Atlas Six, the intrigue of it, the setup, the motley assortment of characters both repelled by and drawn to each other, switching between character POVs and hearing their different voices and motivations. The way Olivie Blake writes is very interesting to me. It's on the wordy side, which I usually don't like, but there's a certain poetic beauty in the way the sentences fit together, in what the characters say or don't say, that I'm drawn to in spite of the wordiness.
( but it wasn't love )
( one for my enemy )
( masters of death )
( but it wasn't love )
( one for my enemy )
( masters of death )