It's the fourth book in a perfectly dreadful (by the sound of it) young adult vampire series full of Teh Drama and Teen Angst and Iwwevocable Wuv—which, of course, we all know eighteen-year-olds are perfectly capable of judging that their Twoo Wuv is irrecovable and what do you mean I'm going to get old, OMG I wanna be a vampire nooooooow. It is ridiculously popular among teenaged girls. The author is so full of herself and all "I'm the next JK Rowling, bitches" and she has effectively pwned herself liek whoa by writing this book that has inspired quite the amazing fan turnaround. Plenty of people who thought the first three books were made of awesome and that Stephenie Meyer shits solid gold are now frothing mad because the book is just. that. bad.

cleolinda's recap is for the win.