Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Top Ten Tuesday (14)

Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by The Broke And The Bookish

This week's topic: 10 Of My Most Recent 5 Star Reads

Considering how often I 5 star books (doing my best to reduce this, because otherwise if I keep saying 'I love this' and 'I love that' you won't know which is the better! Here are some recent 5-stars (as of March 14, 2016)

1. Fallen by Lauren Kate
2. Light of a Thousand Stars by Siobhan Davis
3. Made For You by Melissa Marr
4. Chasing Azrael by Hazel Butler
5. Luckiest Girl Alive by Jessica Knoll
6. The Siren by Kiera Cass
7. I'll Give You The Sun by Jandy Nelson
8. Kat by Kelley Armstrong
9. Gabriel's Gargoyles by Kelley Armstrong
10. Empire of Night by Kelley Armstrong

Hope you enjoyed my list! Leave a link to yours below so I can check it out!

Monday, March 28, 2016

Review: Passion by Lauren Kate

Passion (Fallen #3) by Lauren Kate
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Goodreads Summary: 
‘Every single lifetime, I'll choose you. Just as you have chosen me. Forever.’

Luce would die for Daniel. And she has. Over and over again. Throughout time, Luce and Daniel have found each other, only to be painfully torn apart: Luce dead, Daniel left broken and alone. But perhaps it doesn’t need to be that way . . . Luce is certain that something – or someone – in a past life can help her in her present one. So she begins the most important journey of this lifetime . . . going back eternities to witness firsthand her romances with Daniel . . . and finally unlock the key to making their love last.
Cam and the legions of angels and Outcasts are desperate to catch Luce, but none are as frantic as Daniel. He chases Luce through their shared pasts, terrified of what might happen if she rewrites history. Because their romance for the ages could go up in flames . . . forever.
Rating: 5 Stars
Finally have a day off school other than the weekend, and guess how I spend it? Reading, and Netflixing!!! From early in the morning, I picked up Passion, continuing from the small amount I read the day before, and finished it before the day was over, only stopping a few times.

Passion was a definite improvement from Torment; I felt that it gave readers a background that had been missing from the start. I didn't love it, but it was a good book. It was more of a journey through time than a book.

The plot didn't really progress in Passion, instead, the main focus was Luce uncovering some answers. Split between Daniel/Luce third POV, omniscient style chapters, it was a very intriguing dual POV. Passion was very different from Fallen and Torment, not to say I didn't like it; I definitely did.

Lauren Kate really set up Rapture with Passion, and she is one of the most skilled at writing endings that I have read.
Purchase Location: Borrowed From Library
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Quotes: “I’ll love you with all my heart, in every life, through every death. I
will not be bound by anything but my love for you.” 
“Every single lifetime, I'll choose you. 
Just as you have always chosen me. Forever.”
“Instead I choose love- the thing you have all forgotten. I choose love and leave you to your war... All that is good in heaven and on earth is born of love. This war is not just. This war is not good. Love is the only thing worth fighting for.”

Recommended for: Fans of Lauren Kate books.

Book Blitz: Sinners in the Dark by Inger Iversen

Sinners in the Dark
Inger Iversen
(Running in the Dark #2)
Publication date: March 25th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Young Adult
War is coming between vampires and humans, and the Vampire Nation will stop at nothing to eliminate their enemies. Former assassin, Echo sees the Nation for what it is – a corrupt organization with its sights set on destroying the Sect, a group formed to eradicate all things vampire. Now Echo is a Ghost, a traitor of the Vampire Nation, determined to build a new life with the Sect. But choices he’s made in the past might cost him the one person who could truly redeem his soul.
Sequel to:

Chapter 1

Present Day

Give as Good as You Get
Via crept slowly along the back wall of the seedy motel, keeping her body out of the light. Quietly, she tucked her lucky silver cross in her shirt and reached to her side to pull her queb, a weapon made from wood, from her belt. With her other hand, she palmed her gun and released it from her side. She studied the two hoodlums with intense disdain as they eyed the mom and pop diner. Via knew the owners, and ate there often back when she was a dollar away from being homeless.
Gang vampires were a tricky bunch. They often traveled in groups, and more times than not, had two or more lookouts. Via glanced around the back alley in search of anything amiss, but was greeted with nothing. Turning back to the group assembling before her, she noted their clothing; the red and gold shirts of the vamp-bangers told Via two things. First, they were not generals in the gang, but mere henchmen. And second, they were stupid as fuck, as this was their rival’s territory. She’d had many encounters with both gangs, on account of them liking to kidnap and rape women; enjoying their screams as she gutted them like a fish with her queb.
The sound of glass shattering pulled her out of her thoughts. Now would be the time Via should pull her cell from her pocket and dial up her dhampir partner, Echo. Her stomach roiled at the thought, and though Austin believed it a good idea to partner a human with a trusted dhampir, Via wasn’t feeling the love. Using the excuse of having her hands full, she didn’t make the call and inched closer to the opening leading out to the main street. She darted across the street and damn near ninja dove into the window. Once she cleared the glass and debris, she smoothly rolled under the nearest table for cover.
Via was no fool, with vamps’ excellent hearing and sniffers, they’d easily discover her in the café, but she was banking on one thing to help her out. She took a quick peek at the bottom of her queb for reassurance. The stake-like rod was thick as a baton, the tip sharp as a razor’s edge, and it gave a faint glow from the rune placed on it by an enchantress. This particular rune obliterated Via’s human scent. A handy tool when hiding from vamps.
Like with any mission, sanctioned or unsanctioned, Via had a plan: attack, kill, and repeat, until all vamps were dead. Ordinarily, Echo had point and took out the lookouts. His superior vision and hearing had often given him and Via an advantage, but since he wasn’t with her, it’d be like old times.
Vamp number one, who she’d decided to call Lefty, since he was missing his right eye, slid to a halt in front of the broken window. Ambient light from the streetlights filtered into the small café, creating shadows across Lefty’s perplexed face. Via inched her gun up—loaded with silver nitrate bullets—and readied her queb just as the pale faced vamp turned. The first shot rang out like an explosion in the night. Seared flesh, blood, and pieces of Lefty’s remaining eye showered around Via.
Standing to take care of the second vamp sliding around the corner, she lost her balance in the blood and fell to the floor. In a second, she made the choice to drop the queb, and aim the weapon. To her surprise, instead of one vampire, there were now three. These were more than some run-of-the-mill gangbangers, breaking and entering. The one she’d aptly named Blue, for his intense electric blue eyes, held a few boxes in his hand, and not one of them had made their way to the cash register, or the wall safe.
Blue’s eyes widened at the sight of her. “Hey, baby.” His voice held a sickening slimy quality. He handed the boxes to Tyson, who she’d named Mike Tyson since they both had those stupid matching face tattoos. “Did you come to play?” Licking his lips, his eyes did a perusal of her body, taking time to linger on her breasts.
Slowly, Via stood and placed her empty hand on her hip while keeping her gun aimed. “Stop, in the name of the law.” None of the vamps spoke. The silence filled the room and Via tensed. Okay, so these guys didn’t like her joke.
The three vamps, Blue, Tyson and Shit Eater—no explanation for nickname needed—stared at her longer, before there was a blur of movement, and one of the three stooges knocked the gun from her hands. Next came a gut-crushing blow to her stomach. Bile rose in her throat as she hit the ground.

If Via lived to tell this story, she would say that in seconds she was up again ready and raring to take on the vamps—which would be a lie. Those who had called her hardheaded would be happy to know that too was a lie because as her skull hit the floor with a deafening crack. Via’s body refused to listen to her command to get the fuck up. Even with skill such as Via’s, taking on three vamps in the middle of the night, with no damned back up, was something akin to suicide.

Author Bio:
Inger Iversen was born in 1982 to Anne and Kaii Iversen. She lives in Virginia Beach with her overweight lap cat, Max and her tree hugging boyfriend Joshua. She spends 90 percent of her time in Barnes and Noble and the other ten pretending not to want to be in Barnes and Noble.

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Sunday, March 27, 2016

Review: Torment by Lauren Kate

Torment (Fallen #2) by Lauren Kate
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Goodreads Summary: 
How many lives do you need to live before you find someone worth dying for?

In the aftermath of what happened at Sword & Cross, Luce has been hidden away by her cursed angelic boyfriend, Daniel, in a new school filled with Nephilim, the offspring of fallen angels and humans. Daniel promises she will be safe here, protected from those who would kill her. At the school Luce discovers what the Shadows that have followed her all her life mean – and how to manipulate them to see into her other lives. Yet the more Luce learns about herself, the more she realizes that the past is her only key to unlocking her future . . . and that Daniel hasn't told her everything. What if his version of the past isn't actually the way things happened . . . what if Luce was really meant to be with someone else?

The second novel in the addictive FALLEN series...where love never dies.
Rating: 3 Stars
Torment definitely wasn't as good as Fallen. It was borderline close to terrible. For some reason, it seemed as if Luce's personality took a major change; venting against Daniel was just the beginning of it. Things that she was fine with in Fallen, she was suddenly not in Torment. Her baseline personality was still there, but he personality definitely took a turn, like Cam's is rumoured to be in Unforgiven.

Daniel wasn't as present in Torment, partially due to him being away 'protecting' Luce. I love Daniel, he's always wanting to fight for what he believes in (Luce). It was almost like Lauren Kate started a love triangle in Torment, which I am very, VERY against, as fragile as Daniel and Luce's relationship is, they are destiny.

The Fallen series reminds me of nothing but 'the immortals' series by Alyson Noel. I don't know why, but pretty much everything in Fallen has this effect on me. I really hope the rest of the series makes up for Torment.
Purchase Location: Borrowed From Library
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Friday, March 25, 2016

Review: Made For You by Melissa Marr

24261482Made For You by Melissa Marr
Publisher: Harper Collins Children's Books
Goodreads Summary: 
Eva Tilling wakes up in the hospital to discover an attempt has been made on her life. But who in her sleepy town could have hit her with their car? And why? Before she can consider the question, she finds that she's awoken with a strange new skill: the ability to foresee people's deaths when they touch her.

While she is recovering from the hit-and-run, Nate, an old friend, reappears, and the two must traverse their rocky past as they figure out how to use Eva's power to keep her friends - and themselves – alive. But the killer is obsessed and will stop at nothing to get to Eva…
Rating: 5+ Stars
I really enjoyed yet another tale from Melissa Marr! I've read the entire Wicked Lovely Series, as well as Carnival of Souls, Graveminder, and the majority of her short story collections. I disliked few, and when I found out that we had to read a book from the school library, and I just happened to see Made For You, I knew I had to pick it up and read it. I definitely wasn't disappointed.

Eva Cooper-Tilling is the daughter of two of the most famous people in the small town of Jessup. She is adored, and has few enemies; until one day, she finds herself in a hospital bed, having been run over by a car.

Finally, old friends step in to help, and they strive to find the killer. Made For You had just the right mix of romance, adventure and mystery. Melissa Marr kept me guessing.
Purchase Location: Borrowed From School Library
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Recommended for: Fans of mysteries and thrillers, plus anyone who has read Melissa Marr before.

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Stacking The Shelves (8)

Stacking The Shelves is hosted by Tynga's Reviews


Torment (Fallen #2) by Lauren Kate
Passion (Fallen #3) by Lauren Kate


Suits: Season 4 Episode 1-4

Just noticed that Season 4 FINALLY came out on Netflix!!!!! Yet another season, pretty much packed with Mike/Harvey drama!!!

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

Release Day Blitz: Call Forth the Waves (Giveaway)

Call Forth the Waves
L.J. Hatton
(The Celestine Series #2)
Published by: Skyscape
Publication date: March 22nd 2016
Genres: Science Fiction, Young Adult
Earth, not so very long from now: the silent, inscrutable alien visitors who bathed the planet in transforming rains have moved on, leaving behind a world much changed.
Penn Roma, age sixteen, is blessed—or cursed—with supernatural talents she has always concealed. Her sisters, likewise afflicted, are prisoners of the Commission, the government agency tasked with controlling these strange children. Penn’s determination to save them only gains urgency when she learns of the horrifying plans the twisted Warden Dodge has for the peculiar charges.
But Penn herself must remain hidden, navigating a series of fantastical havens with her embattled allies, similarly enhanced teens also in the Commission’s crosshairs. Worse, her vast, half-understood powers have become unpredictable, failing at critical moments and activating outside of her control.
Can Penn trust a rogue warden, supposedly opposed to Dodge’s schemes, to help free her family…or has the Commission set its most nefarious trap yet?
I dreamed I was on The Show’s train.
I don’t know if I actually heard a sound while I slept or if it was pure, fearful imagination and regret, but I felt the uneven glide of wheels along the track and heard the steady rhythm of the rail mechanism as it laid new planks down and picked the old ones up. My father, Magnus Roma, had designed our circus’s train so that it could roll anywhere, even through my mind in the middle of the night.

In the dream, I was a ghost haunting a reflection of the life I’d lived for sixteen years. There were no alien jellyfish slowly altering Earth’s children. My sisters were free, rather than captured by the Wardens’ Commission. Jermay was practicing magic tricks with his father, Zavel, who had been returned to life, and Birdie was still walking the high wire with her adoptive family, the Jeseks. The only thing out of place was the fact that Winnie was no longer mute—I was.
I was mute and invisible, and when I tried to warn the people I loved that they needed to run, they couldn’t hear me. I watched, screaming silently, as Wardens Nye and Arcineaux laid waste to them all and left the train a smoking heap of slag. There were no survivors— human, metal, or Klok, who was a little bit of both. He died at my feet, glassy eyes frozen open so that I couldn’t get away from them. It was exactly how I’d watched the mechanical re-creation of my mother fall, but my father had built Klok with my eyes, which made it worse. A piece of me died with him.

The train rose up in a monstrous, deformed amalgam of my father’s other creations: a cluster of horns from our unicorns and Scorpius’s tail whipping over the back of the Constrictus’s snakelike body. It had Bijou’s jeweled dragon wings and Xerxes’ gryphon claws and head. A peculiar spark in its eyes glowed red hot with the fury of Magnus Roma’s ghost. My robotic mother rode on its back, several times larger than she had been in life.
My father had created her to protect me, and now she was trying to kill me.
I ran, and the train pursued over water and air and land. There was no escape, so I did the only thing I could: I turned around, stood my ground, and called destruction down to save myself. I unleashed the full power of the Celestine without restraint, until the train and my mother were battered to dust and stopped trying to come back.
“I’m sorry,” I sobbed, but the words stuck in my throat, held there by a paste of tears and ash while the remains sifted through my fingers. “I’m sorry!”
I screamed so loud and hard the words could have cut themselves free from my throat, but they never made it to my mouth. My hands began to glow, and I felt the impossible heat of a fire that had never before burned me.
Hotter and brighter. Hotter and brighter, until my skin flaked off in twinkling bits.
I was a star swirling to life in the ruins of a universe beyond my control. Uncontainable energy that had been held in check for too long.

Skin and bone and muscle and tissue were unable to tether the reality of the Celestine awakened.
I became heaven’s fire. And in the final moment of my mortal existence, I screamed again. Unheard again. One last, horrible second of incineration before I woke up, still screaming, but far from silent.
Doors slammed up and down the halls inside the Hollow, the sup- posed haven my father had promised would protect us all, and I knew what came next. The monsters. That’s what I’d called the sounds as a child, before I knew the monsters were me. Bad dreams always caused my abilities—my touch—to flare. Groaning metal and creaking and shrieking from power lines. The chiming of chimes and the straining of gears. Every square inch of the Hollow was rushing to my defense, ripping itself apart to do so. The room’s rug caught fire. Pipes burst from the walls, flooding what had once been my nursery and dousing the flames. Next came a sour wind blowing havoc through the room. I never should have slept there, but I was obsessed with the nursery and everything in it, just for the hope that I could force a real memory of it to surface.
In my old life, when the train wasn’t a nightmare, this was where my father would have appeared in my door. But I’d lost him, too. Now silencing the chaos was up to me. I had to get control over myself before the call I hadn’t intended to send out reached the stars and brought them down, the same way I had called to them the night I was born— when I murdered my twin brother.
I threw my hands over my ears to stop the sounds, but all that did was dredge up walls of rock from under the Hollow’s foundation. They blocked me in on all sides, creating a cell that would isolate me from everyone else.
Alone and in the dark, I was able to get a handle on myself. I couldn’t hear the monsters anymore. I laid my palms flat to the cool slate, inhaled the earthy scent of soil with all its microscopic life, and my panic calmed. It would have been easy to leave the walls up, or even to command them to crush me so I couldn’t be a danger to anyone ever again. The wardens wouldn’t chase my friends without me. But that was the kind of stray thought a half-sleeping mind considers. I’d never really do it; I still had three sisters left to save.
My stone prison began to crack, letting fresh air and light through. Anise. She was terrakinetic, someone who could move earth by will alone, and she had a lot more practice at it than I did. She and my other sisters had been on display as part of our circus, but I’d had to hide myself, claiming the identity of my dead brother. I’d been a hunter wearing the pelt of her kill for a disguise so I could walk among the flock of so-called normal humans undetected.
“Are you coming out, or should I get the bear?” Anise asked through the crack in my defenses.
Each of my sisters had a particular skill for creating creatures from the element they wielded, the same way my father made golems out of metal and gears. Anise’s took the form of a Kodiak bear. Like a grizzly, only bigger and more aggressive.
“I’m fine,” I said. “Just give me a minute.”
The stone cracked wider—that was a “no.”
Not only was Anise in the room, but Jermay was there, looking

worried. His unnaturally blue eyes had dulled with sleep. He bent his pinkie at me, using our secret sign language to ask if I was really all right. I didn’t return the gesture, because he was the one person I refused to lie to. Winnie and Birch peeked in from the doorway, staying close but out of range in case I went off again. It’s always a good idea to stay out of the blast radius when you’re dealing with things that can explode in your face.
“I said I was fine,” I snapped, climbing out of the cell. If Birdie was there, she was hiding, making her the only one with any sense.
Once I’d threaded my arms through the gap, Jermay took my hands and pulled. My sister had made me an exit, but not a wide one. I had to work for it.

“This is not fine.” Anise’s short hair had frizzed into a rat’s nest that stood up around her ears; paired with the tattered shirt she’d been sleep- ing in, she didn’t look very threatening, even if she sounded it.
The room was a wreck of broken furniture and sloshing water. Anise dismantled my hiding spot, bidding the stones return to the ground, but she couldn’t do anything about the rest. Baby clothes that had once sat neatly stacked on shelves were now a muddy mess. The water was quickly soaking a wooden crate of books in the corner so that the pages turned translucent and stuck together. One book floated past, with a yellow duckling peeking out from the warped body of a brown dog.
“I’ll fix it,” I told her.
“Fixing things isn’t enough. You’ve got to stop breaking them in the first place. You’re getting stronger, Chey-chey. You’ve got to get control of yourself.”
This was humiliating. She was scolding me like a child, and the others were all watching.
“What if Jermay had been in here with you?”
Ever since our escape from Warden Nye and his Center in the sky, sleeping had been a problem. We all had our nightmares and our shared fear that the dream would overtake reality to prove we were all still prisoners. At some point in the night, there was an inevitable migration. I’d wake up to find Jermay had snuck in and was now sleeping beside me, or I’d wake up alone and creep down the hall to the room that was his. Winnie and Birch did the same thing, and on the occasions that we passed each other in the halls, no one said anything. No one looked anyone else in the eye. Our fears came with an unacknowledged shame, especially on the night everyone but Klok had ended up on the floor of Anise’s room, just close enough to touch so no one could get lost.
“What if Birdie had curled up to sleep in your chair instead of mine tonight?” Anise asked. “You could have hurt her, or worse!”
Didn’t she understand? It wasn’t me—it was the Hollow. Every inch was a reminder of why our house had never been my home. There wasn’t a single room I could use as a refuge from the guilt I carried for what I’d cost her and everyone else. She’d tried to convince me that my brother’s death wasn’t my fault, but that had been a fleeting comfort. I knew the truth. I’d lived it for sixteen years, and now it was choking the life out of me in retribution.
Absolute truth was so terrifying an idea that I still hadn’t found the nerve to access the memory chip my father left me for my birthday. I knew it had to be important, but I wasn’t ready for my world to twist again. I kept the chip with me always, tucked into a pants pocket when I was awake or a shirt pocket when I slept, but I absolutely could not open it. I hadn’t even told anyone else it existed for fear that whatever secrets it held would be worse than those shared by the walls around me.
“I have to get out of here,” I said. It felt like an admission of weakness, me begging for my big sister to protect me from the unseen things that gathered in the dark to scare me. “How long until Klok has the golems ready to go?”
My father’s metal son was the only one with enough foresight to leave me alone. He’d been in Magnus’s basement workshop for days, putting the final touches on repairs to Xerxes and Bijou so we could use them as transportation to reach whatever secret place Winnie knew. Not safe, she said, but free of the Commission, and that was free enough to let me breathe. Klok had been working nonstop, but I still wished he was faster. I had been ready to leave the day we arrived.
“Any time now,” Anise said. She seemed to notice the edge in her own voice, because she softened it to ask: “Honestly this time—are you okay?”
“Am I ever?”
The rocks were gone and the fire doused, but we were still ankle- deep in rising water. I placed my left hand against an exposed pipe and held the right out toward my floor. The leak stopped and reversed, flowing back into the pipe with everything that had drenched my room.
Once the rug was dry, I covered the break in the pipe with my palm and willed the metal to melt into a new seam.
“See?” I said to Anise. “It’s under control.”
“For now.” She scowled at me. “I’m making breakfast, if you want any. Do not leave this house.” Then she let me be. Winnie and Birch left my door, so only Jermay and I remained. I could almost hear Birdie’s ghostly steps running away unseen.
Or it could have been my mind playing another trick on me.
“So what was it this time?” Jermay asked me. “The Center falling out of the sky? Accidentally summoning an army of Medusae golems that dragged you into space?”
Nightmares were so common that we knew each other’s by name.
I shook my head and said, “The train,” so quietly I almost didn’t hear it myself.
“Mine was a man-eating clock tracking me through a poisonous jungle.” He grinned, so I couldn’t tell if he was telling the truth or not. One of his more frustrating traits.
“I left her,” I said.
“Iva. She was shot, and she died, and all I did was step over her body and save myself.”
“You mean the robot?”
“Don’t say it like that. You wouldn’t talk about Klok like that.” “Klok’s different,” Jermay said.
“He just is.”
Jermay gave me the lopsided grin that used to be my greatest weakness, but he was trying old tricks on a new girl. I wasn’t that Penn any- more, and I wasn’t really Penelope, either. I was something new, hard and sharp because my edges hadn’t worn down yet. No matter what I said or did, I cut him.
“You didn’t know her,” I told him bluntly.
I wondered if I could have saved her. I had rewired Warden Nye’s mechanical hands without a manual or tools, using a few stern words and stubborn looks. That had been years’ worth of damage. Maybe even decades. Iva’s wound was fresh. Her systems were mostly intact. Surely I could have routed the rest around the burnouts. I could have done something—anything. But I left her there, and I didn’t think about try- ing to fix her until we were out of reach.
I forgot her, and now I knew what it was like to watch my mother die.
“Iva fulfilled her purpose,” Jermay said. “She helped save us. If it’s possible for a machine to feel satisfaction, then she died happy.”
“But she still died.” I started picking up the mess, one infant-sized toy at a time. Jermay sat down on the end of the bed I’d begged Klok to move in here for me. He surveyed the room.
“What d’ya say I snap my fingers and clean this place up my way?” His way meaning magic. Illusion. Deception.
I’d blink my eyes, and he’d have everything hidden in the closet and under the bed before I opened them again.
“That’s okay. I’ve got it.”
I needed to ground myself in reality. Using my hands felt normal, and I’d nearly forgotten what that word meant. Sleight of hand wouldn’t help me remember.
“I’m sorry I can’t make it better,” he said.
“So am I.”
He flinched as if I meant that I blamed him for not being able to fix things, but I was only returning his apology. I was sorry, too. I wanted to make things better for him, but didn’t know how.
We were both orphans, most likely. I couldn’t say for certain that my father was dead, but he wasn’t there, and every new day withered my hope of finding him a little more. And yet, I still had that scrap of hope—Jermay didn’t. His father’s grave was right outside the door to the Hollow, and he was the one trying to make me feel better, when I should have been showing him the same compassion.
What was wrong with me?
“Anise is right. You are getting stronger,” he said when I sat down beside him on the bed.
“Not strong enough, and I can’t stay cooped up like this. I need air.”
The Show’s train had never stayed in one place longer than a week; we were always on the go. What I hadn’t realized was that we couldn’t afford to stop. The only time I’d ever been still longer than that was inside the Center. It took me a while to figure out the timeline, but between fleeing with Jermay and the others, being unconscious after we lost the train, and the days I spent imprisoned with Birch in the clouds, I lost six weeks. It felt like six lifetimes—one each for me, my sisters, and my missing father. Being inside the Hollow felt like six times more than that. There weren’t even any windows.
“I need to see the sky,” I said.
Something else Anise should have understood. She’d been weakened by having her access to the ground cut off inside the Center. I needed to see the sun and moon and stars, not have them reduced to the tingling agony of a ghost limb I could feel but not see or touch.
Time had lost all meaning in the Hollow. We slept because we were always exhausted and unable to relax enough to rest. No one knew if it was day or night outside. We didn’t even know how long we’d been there.
“You can’t go out,” Jermay told me. “Anise said—”
“I don’t care!”
A small tremor shook the room.
“Sorry,” I said. “But that’s going to keep happening unless I get out of here.”
“They’re looking for you.”
“Nye was looking for me. The rest of them are licking their wounds.
We’re under a tree. What are the chances that someone from the Commission will wander through these woods at the exact moment I step outside?”
“About the same chance as you being possible,” Jermay said, more serious. “If you have a flare out in the open, someone could see it.”
“Fine—compromise. I won’t go out, but I’m opening the door before I suffocate. If I don’t, I’m liable to literally blow the roof off of this place, and that would be a lot easier to see from a distance than one girl in a random stretch of trees.”
“I don’t know, Penn . . .”
“I’m going.” I was already getting up to leave.
An alarm sounded.
My room was suddenly awash in lights and noise.
“Wha—” Jermay started to ask, but I shrugged. Unless Anise had wired me with motion sensors in my sleep, the alert had nothing to do with us.
We hurried into the hall. Anise ran past us toward the main room and the entrance we’d used to access the Hollow when we first arrived.
“Did either of you touch the outer door?” she asked.
“Did you touch the door?” she shouted.
I’d never seen Anise lose her temper or composure. She was the one who kept the rest of us grounded. Whatever this was, it wasn’t good. “We didn’t touch anything,” Jermay said as Birch and Winnie joined us from the back. Klok stomped up the stairs from my father’s workroom. The trapdoor slammed open against the hall rug.
“Check the sensors,” Anise ordered him. “Code Blackout. Turn everything off in case they’re skimming for energy signatures.”
With entire cities going dark at night out of fear that the Medusae or another otherworldly race might see us, the Commission had devel- oped ways to scan for illegal tech in areas where it was forbidden. All of my father’s work was cutting edge, specifically because it was made for the Commission to buy freedom for our family. Their equipment could pick it up, easy.
Klok nodded and disappeared back into the floor. Two seconds later, the room dimmed to a candlelit glow.
“What is it?” I asked. “What’s wrong?”
“The alert on the outer door. Someone’s coming in.”
I reached for Jermay’s arm at the same time he reached for mine.
We twined them together with our pinkies interlocked for luck. Maybe some of the old Penn was still in there, after all.
A tiny invisible mass latched onto my other side so hard that I almost toppled over.
“Birdie!” Anise shouted. “I need to see you, baby.”
“I think I’ve got her,” I said.
Birdie slipped her hand into mine, slowly bleeding into view without a sound. Her eyes were wide and staring, her whole body shaking. She was barefoot and in a pair of red-checkered pajamas she’d rummaged from one of my sisters’ closets.
“Into the basement with Klok,” Anise ordered her.
Birdie sprinted for the trapdoor, disappearing again as she went. Someone pounded on the outer door.
The tunnel lights went out completely, robbing us of our view, and I backed up with Jermay, farther into the main room. There was only the one exit. We ran into Winnie and Birch so that the four of us formed a line. Standing together had given us an advantage before. Hopefully, there was still safety in numbers.
“What if it’s someone from The Show?” Jermay asked. “It could be . . . couldn’t it?”
The look Anise gave him over her shoulder wasn’t promising.
“Whoever it is, I’ll tell them to leave and forget how they got here,” Winnie offered. She was The Show’s siren in more than appearance, and if she told someone to do something, they did it.
“I doubt they’re alone,” Anise said. “They’re not going to give you the chance to speak to each one of them. All of you get into the workroom.”
She wouldn’t let me argue.
“Do it, Penn!” she commanded. “If I don’t know the person on the other side of that door, I’m collapsing the tunnel, and then I’m bringing the rest of this place down behind me. You’ll have to make them a new way out.”
“I’m not leaving you!”
That was how I lost my sisters the first time. They guarded our escape from the train, and in return, they were taken by the Commission.
Anise growled, but she didn’t waste time arguing with me.
“Winnie, Birch, grab whatever’s worth taking downstairs and tell Klok to be ready to run. We can’t wait for perfection anymore.”
“Got it,” Winnie said.
She and Birch descended the workroom stairs as the seal on the main door broke with a creak. A new light appeared at the mouth of the tunnel. Something moving. As it came closer, it behaved strangely like a living thing, but it was definitely on fire. It ran the last several yards on padded feet.
“Samson!” I cried, relieved. There was no mistaking my sister Evie’s flame-dog once he was close enough to have a shape. I’d seen her summon him nightly for The Show for as long as I could remember. “Evie’s made it! She escaped!”
“Penn, wait!” Jermay pulled on my arm, though I could see Evie in the tunnel now. “Look at him.”
I turned my attention back to Samson. The usually playful pup stood with his legs braced, twisting his neck against an unseen leash, being forced to go where he didn’t want to be led.
“Evie?” Anise called. She kept her hands down, but I could feel her power rooting itself into the ground beneath our feet. She was preparing for an attack. Provoked, she could have a rampaging Kodiak between us and the door in a heartbeat. “If that’s you, say something.”
“This is wrong,” Jermay said, shaking his head. “We should—”
He lost his voice as Evie stepped into the main room with a hound’s collar around her throat and manacles on her wrists and ankles.
She’d lost the glow that had always made her seem to shine.
“Run!” she said.
Then the ball of flame in her hand leapt from her fingers.

Author Bio:
L.J. Hatton is a Texan, born and raised. She sometimes refers to the towns she’s lived in by the movies filmed in them, and if she wasn’t working as a professional pretender, she’d likely be holed up in a lab somewhere doing genetics research. She is also the author of Sing Down the Stars, the first volume in her Celestine series.


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Top Ten Tuesday (13)

Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by The Broke And The Bookish

This week's topic: Ten Books I Really Love But Feel Like I Haven't Talked About Enough/In A While

This was a pretty easy list for me, I rarely get the chance to talk about any of my favourite books with anyone because they simply don't read as much as I do! Yes, I've done a lot of repetition by using the same authors but different books. However, I believe they're all very unique, which is why I've done it.

1. Blood Promise by Richelle Mead
2. The Blood of Eden by Julie Kagawa
3. Queen of Shadows by Sarah J. Maas
4. The Iron Fey by Julie Kagawa
5. Allegiant by Veronica Roth
6. The Forever Song by Julie Kagawa
7. The Host by Stephanie Meyer
8. Winter by Marissa Meyer
9. The Winner's Crime by Marie Rutkoski
10. The Rose Society by Marie Lu

I hope you enjoyed my post! Please leave a comment and a link to your TTT so I can check it out!

Monday, March 21, 2016

Review: The Siren by Kiera Cass

25944385The Siren by Kiera Cass
Publisher: HarperTeen
Goodreads Summary: 
Kahlen is a Siren, bound to serve the Ocean by luring humans to watery graves with her voice, which is deadly to any human who hears it. Akinli is human—a kind, handsome boy who's everything Kahlen ever dreamed of. Falling in love puts them both in danger . . . but Kahlen can't bear to stay away. Will she risk everything to follow her heart?

The Siren was previously self-published; this brand-new edition has been completely rewritten and redesigned.
Rating: 4 Stars
I really enjoyed The Siren, but there were a few parts of it that I thought came out of nowhere, hence me giving it 4 stars.

I both liked and disliked how Kiera Cass referred to The Ocean as 'She', 'Me,' 'Her'. I liked the reference, but I thought it would've been more effective and less strange if she'd just used italics instead of capitalization, which I never got used to.

I usually don't mind 'insta-love' that much, being a romantic myself, but I didn't really understand how Kahlen just suddenly starting interacting with humans and meeting someone special. However, I was satisfied with how Kiera Cass dealt with the romance side of things.

Kahlen and the other sirens are said to go into the ocean and sea salt dresses magically form around them. I found this a little strange, and not elaborated enough.

Aisling is by far my favourite character. Even with everything I disliked about The Siren, Aisling was the one perfect part. I may not have liked most of The Siren that much, but I really enjoyed the ending. I felt like it was a hard-earned perfect happily ever after.
Purchase Location: Borrowed From Library
Buy the book:
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Recommended for: Fans of the myths of Sirens.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Review: Fallen by Lauren Kate

6487308Fallen (Fallen #1) by Lauren Kate
Publisher: Delacorte Press
Goodreads Summary: 
What if the person you were meant to be with could never be yours?

17-year-old Lucinda falls in love with a gorgeous, intelligent boy, Daniel, at her new school, the grim, foreboding Sword & Cross . . . only to find out that Daniel is a fallen angel, and that they have spent lifetimes finding and losing one another as good & evil forces plot to keep them apart.

Get ready to fall . . .
Rating: 5+ Stars
After reading Teardrop and Waterfall, I came across some critical reviews of Fallen. Were they going to stop me from reading Fallen? No. I often ignore reviews of a book and decide for myself as I have such a wonderful library to use. Even with Teardrop and Waterfall, I enjoyed them, but many didn't. So, I figured Fallen would be the same.

Well, guess what? I was wrong. But, not wrong in a bad way; wrong in a good way. Fallen was a lot better than Teardrop and Waterfall.

To Lucinda Price, enrolling at Sword & Cross is a last resort. unable to recollect the details of a tragedy which took the life of her friend, she arrives and Sword & Cross despondent. When she sees Daniel Grigori, everything changes.

Somehow, she feels a connection with him that she hasn't felt with anyone else before. He appears in her dreams, and it seems as if she knows him. But when she tries to talk to him, he shrugs her off coldly, leaving her lost and confused.

To me, a major part of the fascination and appeal of Fallen was Luce and Daniel's romance. Unlike in a lot of books, it was very complicated, but even more than that. Luce was similar to Megan in The Iron Knight; her feelings out in the open, but responded to in all coldness. Luce and Daniel are also very much opposites; while Daniel does everything because he believes he is protecting Luce, Luce will throw herself into danger to find answers. The real reason I gave Fallen 5+ Stars is because I really connected with Luce, and she unlocked a lot of emotion that is usually hidden deep inside me.

Purchase Location: Borrowed From Library
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Recommended for: Fans of the immortals series by Alyson Noel. Also, to anyone who has read Angel Romance and loved it.

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Stacking The Shelves (7)

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I'm disappointed. Didn't finish a single book this week!!!

Currently Reading:

Torment by Lauren Kate; not quite finished.
The Recipient by Dean Mayes (ARC); 13% through and loving it.
The Fellowship of The Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien; haven't really read it this week.


Didn't have time today, and as usual, my week was filled. Gonna watch tomorrow and have a Monday holiday so will definitely watch them as well!

Friday, March 18, 2016

Book Blitz: Daughter of Magic by Teresa Roman (Giveaway)

Daughter of Magic
Teresa Roman
Publication date: March 15th 2016
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
Lilli sees things no one else does.
Desperate to make sense of the dreams and visions that have plagued her since childhood, Lilli confides in Devin, her closest friend, and the boy she’s fallen for.
Instead of questioning her sanity, Devin confesses to secrets of his own, which are far darker. His revelations about magic, witches and demons stun Lilli. But it’s what he knows about Lilli’s mother, long believed to be dead, that leaves her feeling betrayed. Despite her anger, Lilli will have to learn to trust Devin again, because he is the only one who can protect her from a dark danger that’s coming for her from a world away.
“Everybody needs a hero, Lilli. I want to be yours. You just have to let me.” He reached out to brush my hair over my shoulder.
I didn’t know what to make of his words. I wanted them to mean something—that he’d begun to feel about me the way I did for him. But it was probably wishful thinking. Knowing Devin, the reason for his extra kindness was because of what happened to my father.
“After all the things you’ve done for me, I think you hit hero status quite a while ago.” I kept my voice light, even though I meant every word. Not only did he get me a job—not an easy feat in Crescent City where unemployment was rampant—but he was the first person besides my aunt that I ever felt comfortable talking to about my mother. And if he hadn’t been with me when I found my dad, I don’t know how I ever would’ve gotten past the shock.
He lifted my chin and looked into my eyes. “You’ve been crying.” His hand moved to my cheek. “I’m sorry, that was a stupid thing to say; of course you’ve been crying.”
Staring into Devin’s eyes, feeling his hand on my cheek, made me feel better and worse at the same time. He had no idea how impossibly hard it was to be around him when all I wanted was for him to kiss me, to tell me he needed me as badly as I did him. I lowered my gaze and he dropped his hand.

Author Bio:
Teresa currently lives in beautiful Sacramento, CA with her husband, three adorable children and a dog named Parker that her son convinced them to adopt. When she's not at her day job or running around with her kids, you can find her in front of the computer writing, or with her head buried in another book. If you'd like to find out more about her, she can be found at www.teresaromanwrites.com where you can also sign up for her newsletter to receive exclusive book release information.

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Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Top Ten Tuesday (12)

Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by The Broke And The Bookish

This week's topic: Ten Books On My Spring TBR

I don't exactly have a 'Spring TBR', but below are some books I hope to read in Autumn (southern hemisphere).

1. Torment by Lauren Kate
2. Passion by Lauren Kate
3. Rapture by Lauren Kate
4. Fallen in Love by Lauren Kate
5. Cruel Crown by Victoria Aveyard
6. The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien
7. The Two Towers by J.R.R. Tolkien
8. Return of the King by J.R.R. Tolkien
9. Saven Disclosure by Siobhan Davis
10. The Recipient by Dean Mayes

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Cover Reveal: Somniare & Consurge by D.T. Dyllin

D.T. Dyllin
(Somniare #1)
Publication date: July 19th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Romance, Young Adult
Remy Novem was murdered…

But she didn’t die.

Forced to escape to Somniare, a dream landscape, Remy must somehow survive living nightmares, and endless torment without using her magic. Her only hope for freedom is to hitch a ride with a human back into reality, tricking the poor creature into believing no harm will befall them.
Remy isn’t troubled by the fact that she must kill to live…
Until love changes everything.

D.T. Dyllin
(Somniare #2)
Publication date: October 18th 2016
Genres: Paranormal, Romance, Young Adult
Remy Novem went from one nightmare to another…only this time she’s awake.
After clawing her way out of Somniare, Remy finds a world she doesn’t recognize. Her family and friends have been slaughtered, and because of it, a war is brewing between light and dark forces.
Sacrifices will be made, and unlikely alliances formed, but ultimately the fate of the world will rest on one magical being’s shoulders…
And it isn’t Remy Novem.

Author Bio:
D.T. Dyllin is a bestselling author who writes both paranormal and contemporary romance. Anything with a love story is her kryptonite. Her obsession with affairs-of-the-heart is what first drove her to begin twisting her own tales of scorching romance.
D.T. was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. (Black & Gold for life, baby!) She now lives in Little Rock, Arkansas with her husband and two spoiled German Shepherds.

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Waiting On Wednesday (13)

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This week's WoW: The Winner's Kiss (The Winner's Trilogy #3) by Marie Rutkoski

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Top Ten Tuesday (11)

Top Ten Tuesday is hosted by The Broke And The Bookish

This week's topic: Ten Characters Everyone Loves But I Just Don't Get

Absolutely love this topic! Here's my list (in no particular order, as always): I focused less on the 'everybody loves' part and more on the 'I just don't get' part of the topic. I've also included a lot of characters I hate.

1. Peeta Mellark, The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
Okay, Gale's not perfect. But Peeta? I hate his life.
2. Jacob Black, Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer
I definitely prefer Edward.. Jacob, on the other hand? Back. Off.
3. Gansey, The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater
I don't see what the fuss is about... I LOVE Ronan, but Gansey I don't understand at all. However, I'm kinda glad about that; means I get Ronan all to myself ;)
4. Caleb Prior, Divergent by Veronica Roth
Woah. If I saw him on the streets one day (not Ansel Elgort, Caleb Prior) I'd walk up to him and punch him square in the guts. I'm not even kidding, I hate him that much.
5. Dorian, Throne of Glass by Sarah J. Maas
I don't know, I just don't understand him. I don't hate him or anything. (Surprise!)
6. George, Lockwood & Co. by Jonathan Stroud
I get it okay? You need the smart, but super obnoxious guy. Doesn't mean I like/understand him.
7. Mather, Snow Like Ashes by Sara Raasch
In case you haven't noticed, I've included a lot of characters in a love triangle I dislike. Mather is yet another, but in this case I just dislike him in general. I really don't understand him.
8. Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus by Rick Riordan
You're probably gasping at this time. You hate PERCY JACKSON? You probably want to scream in my face. Very well, I'll explain. I didn't really pay attention in the PJ series, and in HoO I preferred the POVs of the other characters, Reyna for a start. Even Annabeth, who I didn't like that much. I get that he's the big hero and all, but I don't understand or connect with him.
9. Emily, Pretty Little Liars by Sara Shepard
This one might also be a surprise. I don't hate her, but I don't really understand her either.
10. Aspen, The Selection by Kiera Cass
To be honest, I didn't like Maxon that much either, especially in The Heir. But oh, I REALLY hated Aspen in The Elite.

I hope you enjoyed my list and explanations! Be sure to leave a link to your TTT so I can check it out and leave a nice comment in return!

Monday, March 7, 2016

Book Blitz: The Changelings by Elle Casey (Excerpt + Giveaway)

The Changelings
Elle Casey
(War of the Fae #1)
Publication date: February 5th 2012
Genres: Urban Fantasy, Young Adult
NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR, ELLE CASEY, brings readers Book 1 in the YA Urban Fantasy WAR OF THE FAE Series.
Jayne Sparks, a potty-mouthed, rebellious seventeen-year-old and her best friend, shy and bookish Tony Green, have a pretty typical high school existence, until several seemingly unrelated incidents converge, causing a cascade of events that change their lives forever. Jayne and Tony, together with a group of runaway teens, are hijacked and sent into a forest, where nothing and no one are as they seem. Who will emerge triumphant? And what will they be when they do?
Content Warning: Mild violence and significant foul language within. Meant for older Young Adult readers (age 15+).
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I couldn’t take much more of the high school nonsense. I felt like I wasn’t supposed to be there. Where would I be if I weren’t there? … I don’t know. All I did know was I was in the middle of all that crap, going to class, taking tests – but I was on autopilot, going through the motions, waiting for life to start happening.
Sitting in World History and bored out of my mind, I was looking at a girl one row over who was the polar opposite of me. She was staring attentively at the teacher, her pen poised above an already nearly full page of notes, eager to write down every nugget of educational wisdom he was throwing our way. She loved high school, and she had big plans for moving on to college next year. She had cheer practice after school and a boyfriend named Mike who played wide receiver on the football team. Ugh.
I owned a pen. I probably had some paper somewhere in my backpack too. That day, however, I was using my pen to draw symbols all over my right hand – temporary tattoos. I write and eat with my left hand but do just about everything else with my right. My own body was confused with what it was supposed to do.
I was in the minority in that school. It seemed like just about everyone else knew exactly what they were doing now and what they were going to be doing until the day they died. Me? I didn’t have a clue. All I knew was this wasn’t it.

Author Bio:
Elle Casey, a former attorney and teacher, is a NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY bestselling American author who lives in Southern France with her husband, three kids, and a number of furry friends. She has written books in several genres and publishes an average of one full-length novel per month.

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Saturday, March 5, 2016

Book Tour: Chasing Azrael by Hazel Butler (Review + Giveaway)

Chasing Azrael by Hazel Butler (Deathly Insanity #1)
Goodreads Summary: When Andee Tilbrook’s husband died, her preoccupation with death turned to obsession. Thanks to her unique ability to commune with the dead, her husband remains all too close, yet never close enough.

Mired in grief, she clings to James’s spirit, slowly losing touch with the world, her friends, and any desire to continue living. But when her friend Josh becomes the target of Natalya, a jealous, capricious and violent Russian beauty, Andee somehow finds the strength to free herself from her misery long enough to help him.

They soon discover that Natalya is wanted by the police for her involvement in a series of grisly murders, and Andee is dragged into the inquiry by the same man who investigated her own husband’s death. Torn between new feelings for Josh, and fear that he might be involved in the murders that seem to threaten anyone who comes close, Andee must face the realities of her life, her past, and her very nature-and do it all in time to save her own life.
Rating: 5+ Stars
Wow. Besides the Kay Scarpetta series by Patricia Cornwell, I have never read another book narrated by a character in her twenties or above. I definitely wasn't used to Andee's POV, but I grew to like it.

Chasing Azrael was an intriguing tale of death. I was hooked by the first chapter, especially the opening sentence. The flashbacks at the end of most chapters were fascinating and really provided a background to the story of Chasing Azrael.

Chasing Azrael was eternally twisted and full of plots. The mystery of Natalya was ongoing but there were also many other mini mysteries which kept me interested and hooked.

Chasing Azrael is definitely the ghost story I've read in a long time. Andrea Tilbrook sees ghosts, but that's not all. She denies her abilities like her mother, but then her life and the lives of her loved ones are in danger, and the only thing that might save her is her ability.

I really enjoyed Chasing Azrael, and I can't wait to read more form Hazel Butler.
Purchase Location: I received a copy in exchange for an honest review
Buy the book:
Amazon|Barnes & Noble
Recommended for: Fans of ghost tales and the paranormal.

Hazel is an author, artist and archaeologist from Cheshire, England. She is currently in the final year of her PhD, which focuses on Gender Dynamics in Late Iron Age and Early Medieval Britain. She has two archaeological papers published in international journals, as well as several research papers published through Bangor University and the University of Vienna.

Hazel has also published Out of the Dark (an edited volume of Gothic art work, showcasing over thirty artists from around the world), All the Night-Tide (a collection of Gothic/Steampunk fusion short stories based on the poems of Edgar Allan Poe), and ‘Grave’, a short story included in Willow, Weep No More, a fairy tale anthology giving female characters more agency in their roles. Her new novella, Bleizgeist, is a Dark Fantasy tale about a young woman’s isolation and social ostracism due to her unique magical abilities, and her struggle to accept her true nature.

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Cover Reveal: Dark and Twisted Games by Heidi Acosta

Dark and Twisted Games
Heidi Acosta
(Hearts of Faeylon #1)
Published by: CHBB
Publication date: April 1st 2016
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, Young Adult
Nothing ever happens in the small town of Copake Falls, and no one knows that better than sixteen-year-old Eden Day. Her life is a mundane carousal, rotating between caring for her alien obsessed aunt and dealing with her freak status at school. Until two brothers move into town and turn her life completely upside down.
Golden boy, Cardelian Foster is the talk of the town, and it seems his sights set on Eden. However, she finds herself drawn to the dark and elusive Jaxson instead. Caught between her fear of what he might be and her attraction to him, Eden makes it her mission to find out exactly who or what Jaxson Foster is.
Eden begins to dig for the truth, but the deeper she looks, the more her life seems to be in danger. Everyone around her thinks she’s going crazy, and Eden begins to agree until she finds herself pulled into Faeylon—a world that nightmares are made of. Caught in the center of a dark game, Eden realizes there can only be one winner, and she is the prize.
Dark&Twisted Games paperpack book cover

Author Bio:
Heidi Acosta was born on Long Island, New York. Moving around a lot when she was younger, she has lived in New York, Arizona, New York (again), Washington, Georgia, and Florida, in that order. Each place offered her something special, but she will always consider New York her home.
Heidi started writing as soon as she could spell. When she was three, Heidi's mother gave her a copy of Laura Ingalls Wilder's Little House in the Big Woods; thus beginning her lifelong love affair with literature.
Writing soon also became a form of therapy for Heidi, when she realized that no matter what was happening in her life, she could find emotional escape while writing. Some of her earliest stories featured her as a princess who explored new worlds with her horse Buttercup. If it sounds romantic, it wasn't, there was no prince charming in those fairy lands (boys where yucky).
Heidi now resides in Florida with her husband, very active daughter, one hyper Chihuahua, two sweet cats, and one very fat moody cat.
Barbie Girl is the first Novel of Heidi's new, four-book, Baby Doll Series: Barbie Girl, Barbie World, Doll Face, and Southern Sugar.

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Stacking The Shelves (6)

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Made For You- Melissa Marr
Light of a Thousand Stars (True Calling #2.5) by Siobhan Davis

Currently Reading:
(ARC) The Recipient by Dean Mayes
(Personal) Fallen (Fallen #1) by Lauren Kate
(School investment) The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R. Tolkien

TV/Movies: Pretty Little Liars S3 Ep8-9

Friday, March 4, 2016

Giveaway: Bookmarks from Elementals by Michelle MADOW

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Review: I'll Give You The Sun by Jandy Nelson

20820994I'll Give You The Sun by Jandy Nelson
Dial Books
Goodreads Summary: Jude and her twin brother, Noah, are incredibly close. At thirteen, isolated Noah draws constantly and is falling in love with the charismatic boy next door, while daredevil Jude cliff-dives and wears red-red lipstick and does the talking for both of them. But three years later, Jude and Noah are barely speaking. Something has happened to wreck the twins in different and dramatic ways . . . until Jude meets a cocky, broken, beautiful boy, as well as someone else—an even more unpredictable new force in her life. The early years are Noah's story to tell. The later years are Jude's. What the twins don't realize is that they each have only half the story, and if they could just find their way back to one another, they’d have a chance to remake their world.
Rating: 5 Stars
Review: I'll Give You The Sun is different from every other book I've ever read.

Jude and Noah are twins; they were once close, but gradually fell apart as time passed. I'll Give You The Sun is the tale of their reconciliation.

At first, I'd expected it to be boring, but after reading the first section I really understood that it was absolutely not boring. I really love how Noah gets the early years (13) and Jude the late/present (16); they alternate chapters, which both means that there is no need to go in detail about the past because it's described in the next chapter, and it's a cool way to see the past in more detail. The chapters were quite long, but I enjoyed them nonetheless.

I've never read anything by Jandy Nelson before, but after reading I'll Give You The Sun I'm definitely going to, most likely starting with The Sky is Everywhere.

I'll Give You The Sun is very unique, and the ending is unlike anything I've seen; different and harmonious, perfect. I can't seem to put it into a genre, but I'll Give You The Sun is a great read for all book fans alike. Jandy Nelson is an excellent writer, Noah and Jude's story was very well developed.
Purchase Location: Borrowed From Library

Recommended for: Fans of YA Contemporary.

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Cover Reveal: Everdeep by Candace Knoebel (Giveaway)

Candace Knoebel
(Night Watchmen, #4)
Publication date: April 14th 2016
Genres: Paranormal Romance, Young Adult
There are some sacrifices we never recover from…
Faye Middleton is at a crossroads in her life. After breaking the last seal and discovering their Rebellion camp was destroyed, she returns to Ethryeal City, determined to avenge the deaths of her mother and friends.
Faye and her team do what they can to keep their Coven intact now that the Priesthood has fallen, but with Darkyn attacks threatening the exposure of their kind, the Primeval Coven is close to being cut off by the United Nations.
Until Meredith, a mysterious Darkyn, appears, claiming she has information that will help Faye bring down the two responsible for the deaths of her mother and friends, and for the fall of her Coven. The only catch is that it requires returning to the very place she lost her mother—the Underground.
Not wanting to risk any more lives, Faye and Weldon agree to go with Meredith on their own. They know Faye will have to face the one machine every Coven is after—the Exanimator. No one who has ever stepped in has ever come out the same, if at all…
But Faye will do anything she can to protect those she loves, even if it costs her life.
Previous books in the series:

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Author Bio:
Candace Knoebel is the award-winning author of Born in Flames-book one in a young adult fantasy trilogy. She discovered in 2009 through lunch breaks and late nights after putting her kids to bed, a world where she could escape the ever-pressing days of an eight to five Purgatory. And an outlet for all the voices residing in her head.
Published by 48fourteen in 2012, Born in Flames went on to win Turning the Pages Book of the Year award in February of 2013. In January of 2014, the last book in the trilogy, From the Embers, was released, thusly completing the trilogy. She now works on the Night Watchmen Series, while guzzling Red Bulls and pretending to be a ninja on Heelys.

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Wednesday, March 2, 2016