Series: The Iron Druid Chronicles #5
Published by Del Ray on November 27, 2012
Genres: Urban Fantasy
Source: NetGalley, Purchased
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After twelve years of secret training, Atticus O’Sullivan is finally ready to bind his apprentice, Granuaile, to the earth and double the number of Druids in the world. But on the eve of the ritual, the world that thought he was dead abruptly discovers that he’s still alive, and they would much rather he return to the grave.
Having no other choice, Atticus, his trusted Irish wolfhound, Oberon, and Granuaile travel to the base of Mount Olympus, where the Roman god Bacchus is anxious to take his sworn revenge—but he’ll have to get in line behind an ancient vampire, a band of dark elves, and an old god of mischief, who all seem to have KILL THE DRUID at the top of their to-do lists
Trapped by Kevin Hearne is the fifth book in his Iron Druid Chronicles. It’s been many years since we last saw Atticus and Granuaile, but now Atticus is ready to bind her to the earth.
Of course, this means that everything needs to go completely wrong, and the world is in need of its saviour once again. After all, it’s hard to bind an apprentice to the earth to make her a complete druid if every other god out there is set on killing everyone involved. Including hiring shadowy elves and vampires to do the dirty work.
This story, more than any of the earlier ones, has two over-arching story lines. There’s the gods and vampires and shadowy elves are out to kill Atticus, and then there’s also the upcoming Ragnarök. Honestly, this worried me. Two major plots can’t possibly be wrapped up in one book. And they weren’t. Instead, the loose ends are tied up enough that there’s still an upcoming story in the next book when that comes out.
The reason why I’m such a huge fan of this series (other than the really awesome magic and fun fight scenes and interesting story) is the language. I spend far too much time amazed that these books are published because of the language. Not in a bad way, though. I’ve never seen another book where the lead character can use words like “dude” and “pontificate” without seeming strange. Except for Atticus, who uses that kind of language all the time. He modifies his speech based on who he’s speaking with, while still retaining his own voice, which is difficult to do, but works so well. It always seems natural.
As usual, Oberon stole the story though. The Irish Wolfhound who has been Atticus’ treasured companion for years is still alive through the use of Immortali-Tea, and he’s still as charming and off the wall as ever. My favourite scene is where Oberon tells Atticus a story while Atticus is bathing, a turnabout from the norm. The close bond between the two is obvious and very touching.