I've been looking forward to this book for over a year. Not looking forward like 'hey, that book sounds nice', add it and then forget about it. No, I mean looking forward in the 'pre-order a copy a year before its publication, stalk the book's pages for updates and reviews and checking for ways to get an arc almost daily' sense. So yeah, I was pretty damn excited for this book, so you can guess what my reaction was like when I got an arc. After reading it though, I am sad to say that this book didn't deserve much of my enthusiasm.
First I want to make it clear that Ink is, by no means, a bad book. It is actually nicely well-written, and absolutely original, imaginative and amazingly beautiful (in terms of the supernatural only). But Ink is pretty much every YA paranormal romance all wrapped up into one and taken to Japan. The storyline, characters, development, the progression of the romance, the tropes and cliches are the same as in every other YA P/N romance out there. If you are a fan of the genre and meek, stalkerish female protagonists, jerks with a soft side romantic interests, cardboard cutout friends, absentee parental figures, token friendzoned hot guys for the love triangle, instant love connections and cartoonish bad guys are your cup of tea, then Ink is definitely for you and you'll probably love it, but, quite truthfully,
I am tired of them.