Book Review: The Elite by Kiera Cass

Hello everyone and welcome back to my Book Blog. So today I will be continuing my Selection Series Book Review with the second book from the series: The Elite. Let’s get started shall we!


The Selection began with thirty-five girls.


Synopsis: Now with the group narrowed down to the six Elite, the competition to win Prince Maxon’s heart is fiercer than ever – and America is still struggling to decide where her heart truly lies. Is it with Maxon, who could make her life a fairy tale? Or with her first love, Aspen? America is desperate for more time. But the rest of the Elite know exactly what they want – and America’s chance to choose is about to slip away.


I give this book 5 stars!! I love feeling the emotions that America goes through. It’s obvious that I want her to choose Maxon, but at the same time  I feel bad that she can’t exactly choose him just yet, because she’s confused about her feelings that she may still have for Aspen.

Kiera Cass did a wonderful job with this book, she definitely put the second book on a whole other level than the first book. Usually, most books that have sequels we don’t tend to like the second book as much as we fell in love with the first one. But I’m proud to say that she really out did herself with this story and made me fall even more in love with this story and characters.

I’m the type of person that doesn’t want to spoil anything so that’s why I’m trying really hard not to give too much away that happens in this books and series, because honestly I could just go on and on about it, but then I might ruin it for some of you so I don’t want that to happen. If you want to know what happens next I suggest you go read the series!! ❤


I will leave you though with this little snippet from the first chapter of the book. Hope you enjoy!!!


The Angeles air was quiet, and for a while I lay still, listening to the sound of Maxon’s breathing. It was getting harder and harder to catch him in a truly calm and happy moment, and I soaked up the time, grateful that he seemed to be at his best when he and I were alone.

Ever since the Selection had been narrowed down to six girls, he’d been more anxious than he ever was when the thirty-five of us arrived in the first place. I guessed he thought he’d have more time to make his choices. And though it made me feel guilty to admit it, I knew I was the reason why he wished he did.

Prince Maxon, heir to Illea throne, liked me. He’d told me a week ago that if I could simply say that I cared for him the way he did for me, without anything holding me back, this whole competition would be over. And sometimes I played with the idea , wondering how it would feel to be Maxon’s alone.

But the thing was, Maxon wasn’t really mine to begin with. There were five other girls here – girls he took on dates and whispered things to – and I didn’t know what to make of that. And then there was the fact that if I accepted Maxon, it meant I had to accept a crown, a thought I tended to ignore if only because I wasn’t sure what it would mean for me.

And, of course, there was Aspen.

He wasn’t technically my boyfriend anymore – he’d broken up with me before my name was even drawn for the Selection – but when he showed up at the palace as one of the guards, all the feelings I’d been trying to let go of flooded my heart. Aspen was my first love; when I looked at him . . . I was his.

Maxon didn’t know that Aspen was in the palace, but he did know that there was someone at home that I was trying to get over, and he was graciously giving me time to move on while attempting to find someone else he’d be happy with in the event I couldn’t ever love him.

As he moved his head, inhaling just above my hairline, I considered it. What would it be like to simply love Maxon?


From this opening passage we see the struggle that America is having, does she choose to try and start liking Maxon and try to have a life with him or does she go back to her first love Aspen and make it work again? Like I said earlier if you want to know what America’s decision is then you just need to go and get the series and start reading!!


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Book Review: The Selection by Kiera Cass

Hi everyone and welcome back to my blog. I’m sorry I haven’t updated lately, these last few weeks I’ve been super busy, but I finally found some time to update my blog.

Today, I will be doing a book review on one of my most favorite book series I’ve ever read, I don’t think any book series can top this. The book series is The Selection Series by Kiera Cass. If  you haven’t read the series then I suggest that you stop reading my blog and go to you local bookstore or local library and check it out!!

Since some of you may not have read it yet, I’ll try not to give too much away to where it ruins the plot for you. So let’s begin shall we!!

For this blog post, I will be just reviewing the first book of the series, The Selection  and then the next following posts will be the next books in the series!! So let’s get this review started!!

SUMMARY: Sixteen-year-old America Singer is living in the caste-divided nation of Illéa, which formed after the war that destroyed the United States. America is chosen to compete in the Selection — a contest to see which girl can win the heart of the Illea’s prince — but all she really wants is a chance for a future with her secret love, Aspen, who is a caste below her.

This book is definitely one of my favorite reads ever!!!!! And you will see that I blog more about the series in my future posts to come that this is also one of my favorite book series that I’ve ever read!! Kiera Cass did such an amazing job writing this beautiful story and developing these amazing characters that you’ll learn to love and some you’ll even learn to hate. I give this book a solid 5/5 stars, there wasn’t anything in this book that I didn’t love.

I love how this story is told from America’s point of view, because then every emotion she feels through out this book I feel as well. I love feeling what the characters are feeling, it just makes the book better, because it makes it feel like it’s happening to us. When I read this book I wasn’t reading it as myself, instead I was America Singer, I could see and feel everything that she was going through as if I was going through that too.

I absolutely love the love story between America Singer and Prince Maxon Schreave. You would think that with him being a Prince she would fall head over heals for him, but that’s not the case. Mostly, because she loves Aspen, but in all honestly she didn’t even want to be in the Selection she just doing it for her family.

One of my favorite moments between them is when they first meet, when they wasn’t actually supposed to meet.

“Are you all right, my dear?” he asked me.

“I am not your dear.” I looked up to glare at him. There would be no mistaking the disgust in my tone or eyes.

“What have I done to offend you? Did I not just give you the very thing that you asked for?” He was genuinely confused by my response. I suppose he expected us to adore him and thank our lucky stars for his existence.

I stared him down without fear, though the effect was probably weakened by my tearstained cheeks.

“Excuse me, dear, are you going to keep crying?” he asked, sounding very put out by the thought.

“Don’t call me that! I am no more dear to you than the thirty-four strangers you have here in your cage.”

He walked closer, not seeming at all offended by my loose speech. He just looked . . . thoughtful. It was an interesting expression on his face.

His walk was graceful for a boy, and he looked incredibly comfortable as he paced around me. My bravery melted a little in the face of how awkward this was. He was fully dressed in his sharp suit, and I was cowering and half-naked. As if his rank didn’t threaten me enough, his demeanor did. He must have had plenty of experience dealing with unhappy people, he was exceptionally calm as he answered.

“That is an unfair statement. You are all dear to me. It is simply a matter of discovering who shall be the dearest.”

“Did you really just use the word ‘shall’?”

He chuckled. “I’m afraid I did. Forgive me, it’s a product of my education.”

“Education,” I muttered, rolling my eyes. “Ridiculous.”

“I’m sorry?” he asked.

“It’s ridiculous!” I yelled, regaining some of my courage.

“What is?”

“This contest! The whole thing! Haven’t you ever loved anyone at all? Is this how you want to pick a wife? Are you really so shallow?” I shifted on the ground a little. To make things easier for me, he sat on the bench so I wouldn’t have to twist. I was too upset to be thankful.

“I can see how I would appear that way, how this whole thing could seem like it’s nothing more than a cheap entertainment. But in my world, I am very guarded. I don’t meet very many women. The ones I do are daughters of diplomats, and we usually have very little to discuss. And that’s when we manage to speak the same language.”

Maxon seemed to think that was a joke, and he laughed lightly. I wasn’t amused. He cleared his throat.

“Circumstances being what they are, I haven’t had the opportunity to fall in love. Have you?”

“Yes,” I said matter-of-factly. As soon as the word came out, I wished I could steal it back. That was a private thing, none of his business.

“Then you have been quite lucky.” He sounded jealous. Imagine that. The one thing I could hold over the head of the Prince of Illéa, the very thing I was here to forget.

“My mother and father were married this way and are quite happy. I hope to find happiness, too. To find a woman that all of Illéa can love, someone to be my companion and to help entertain the leaders of other nations. Someone who will befriend my friends and be my confidante. I’m ready to find a wife.”

Something in his voice struck me. There wasn’t a trace of sarcasm. This thing that seemed like little more than a game show to me was his only chance for happiness. He couldn’t try with a second rotund of girls. Well, maybe he could, but how embarrassing. He was so desperate, so hopeful. I felt my distaste for him lessen. Marginally.

“Do you really feel like this is a cage?” His eyes were full of compassion.

“Yes I do.” My voice came out quiet. I quickly added, “Your Majesty.”

“I’ve felt that way more than once myself. But you must admit, it is a very beautiful cage.”

“For you. Fill your beautiful cage with thirty-four other men all fighting over the same thing. See how nice it is then.”

He raised his eyebrows. “Have there really been arguments over me? Don’t you all realize I’m the one doing the choosing?”

“Actually, that was unfair. They’re fighting over two things. Some fight for you, others fight for the crown. And they all think they’ve figured  out what to say and do so your choice will be obvious.”

“Ah, yes. The man or the crown. I’m afraid some cannot tell the difference.” He shook his head.

“Good luck  there,,” I said dryly.

It was quiet for a moment in the wake of my sarcasm. I looked up at him out of the corner of my eye, waiting for him to speak. He gazed at an unfixed point in the grass, concern marking his face. It seemed this thought had been plaguing him. He took a breath and turned back to me.

“Which do you fight for?”

“Actually, I’m here by mistake.”


“Yes. Sort of. Well, it’s a long story. And now . . . I’m here. And I’m not fighting. My plan is to enjoy the food until you kick me out.”

He laughed out loud at that, actually doubling over and slapping his knee. It was bizarre mix of rigidity and calm.

“What are you?” he asked.

“I’m sorry?”

“A Two? Three?”

Wasn’t he paying attention at all? “Five.”

“Ah, yes, then food would probably be good motivation to stay.” He laughed again. “I’m sorry, I can’t read your pin in the dark.”

“I’m America.”

“Well, that’s perfect,” Maxon looked off into the night and smiled at nothing in particular. Something in all this was amusing to him. “America, my dear, I do hope you find something in this cage worth fighting for. After all this, I can only imagine what it would be like to see you actually try.”

He came down from the bench to crouch beside me. He was too close. I couldn’t thing right. Maybe I was a little star struck or still feeling  shaky from my crying episode. Either way I was too shocked to protest when he took my hand.

“If it would make you happy, I could let the staff know you prefer the garden. Then you can come out here at night without being manhandled by the guard. I would prefer if you had on nearby, though.”

I wanted that. Freedom of any kind sounded heavenly, but he needed to be absolutely sure of my feelings.

“I don’t . . . I don’t think I want anything from you,” I pulled my fingers from his loose grip.

He was a little taken aback, hurt. “As you wish,” I felt more regret. Just because I didn’t like the guy didn’t meant I wanted to hurt him. “Will you be heading inside soon?”

“Yes,” I breathed, lookin at the ground.

“Then I’ll leave you with your thoughts. There will be a guard near the door waiting for you.”

“Thank you, um, Your Majesty.” I shook my head. How many times had I addressed him wrongly in this conversation?

“Dear America, will you do me a favor?” He took my hand again. He was persistent.

I squinted at him, not sure of what to say, “Maybe.”

His smile returned. “Don’t mention this to the others. Technically, I’m not supposed to meet you until tomorrow, and I don’t want anyone getting upset. Though I wouldn’t call you yelling at me anything close to a romantic tryst, would you?”

It was my turn to smile. “Not at all!” I took a deep breath. “I won’t tell.”

“Thank you.” He took the hand he was holding and lowered his lips to it. When he pulled away, he gently places my hand in my lap. “Good night.”

I looked up at the warm spot on my hand, stunned for a moment. Then I turned to watch Maxon as he walked away, giving me the privacy I’d wanted all day.

Ah, love at first fight! Don’t you just love it. This book really pulled at my heart strings and so does the rest of the series. There’s ups and downs, fights, enemies, friends, love triangle, rebels and all kinds of other stuff that make this book fantastic. If you haven’t read this book or series please go check it out. And if you have read the book or series I’d love to hear from you. So please leave a like and comment!!

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