It took me forever, but I finally got around to reading "The Host." I have to say the book let me down, but I think it was by my own accord rather than Stephanie's writing. After I read the Twilight saga multiple times and utterly fell in love with the series, I really couldn't wait to read "The Host." I first attempted to read it over Christmas break. I was so confused after the first three chapters that I stopped reading. About a week and a half ago, I gave it another try. To me, this book was just more difficult to read. The plot line was much slower to what I am used to and the characters were kind of boring to me. Towards the end of the story, I started to see parallels between "The Host" and "Twilight." There was a line that said something along the lines of "I don't want to be a parasite," and it reminded me of when Edward says, "I don't want to be a monster."
After reading "Twilight" and finding those characters so enjoyable, I couldn't get into this story. While I really enjoyed Mel and Wanda for the most part, the other characters were forgettable. I didn't find Ian to be as special as I know some people feel he is. Also, the ending kind of ruined my entire view. Fragility was not what I was picturing for the new host's body.
Hands down for me, nothing has been able to trump "Twilight." It's a masterpiece.
"...I wanted to dream. Maybe, if I could be unconscious, if I could dream, I could live for a few hours in a world where she and I could be together. She dreamed of me. I wanted to dream of her." -Edward, Midnight Sun