Night of Goblins (#2)

Where precious stars bloom

And the nixies’ songs are silent,

Beware, o child.

There you shall find it.

A darkened clearing, a magic disturbed.

Where the trees still

Be the Goblin Chief.

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Quoth the Raven…

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This was one of those books where I saw the cover and cringed.  With a moody boy all in black holding onto a blonde bathed in pink, I had to fight my better judgement to read the description.  I was intrigued but unwilling to start a new trilogy.  It wasn’t until one of my favorite people, Leah, posted a promising character rant that I decided to give it a go.  After all, it was Poe-inspired.  How bad could it be?

Answer: very agonizing for my poor little heart.

Isobel Lanley and Varen Nethers couldn’t be more different.  Cheerleader and goth.  Popular and aloof.  If they hadn’t been paired for an English project, they more than likely wouldn’t have crossed paths.  They both made it clear to each other that neither of them wanted to have anything to do with the other.  But, after finding strange and grim writings and drawings in his journal, Isobel sought out different ways different ways to be with him.  Much to the frustration of her family, friends, and overly possessive boyfriend, Isobel got deeper and deeper into a dream world Varen created through the pages of his journal.  A place where Edgar Allan Poe’s stories are alive.

Filled with dangers both mundane and fantastical, Nevermore is a spine-tingling nightmarish thrill ride.  One minute I’d be basking in an adorably sexy moment and the next I’d be biting my nails, begging the characters to run and never look back.  they say not to judge a book by its cover, and I’m glad I gave it another chance.

I rate this five out of five stars.

Down, Down in the Underground

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Holding promises of magic, music, and a fairy tale atmosphere, I knew that from the moment I saw S. Jae-Jones’s Wintersong it would be love.  For once, I didn’t wait eons to bring it home.  I stared at it, smelled the pages, and began consuming it.

Ever since she was a child, Liesl heard stories of the Goblin King.  Inspired by them, she began musical compositions.  But now she’s eighteen and stuck running the family inn, and so her musical dreams are slipping away.  then, in the blink of an eye, her sister is kidnapped by the man who has haunted her as long as she can remember.  Liesl has no choice but to rescue her sibling.

With the seductive darkness of the Brothers Grimm fairy tales and an aching beauty all of its own, Wintersong had me in tears and frustrated.  Not tears of frustration, but tears for a delectable spine-tingling agony.  S. Jae-Jones has spun an original masterpiece that delivered a dark fantasy wrapped romance dipped in mythology so alluring that even my cold heart swooned and shattered.  My review doesn’t do it justice.  The best way I can describe it is as beautiful ache.  Like (unrequited) love at its most painful.  I wanted to keep reading it over and over for the first time.

I bestow upon this first of a duet five out of five glimmering stars.

Night of Goblins (#1)

Sugar, spice, and everything nice,

That’s what little girls are made of.

Pepper, wine, and everything fine,

That’s what woman are made of.

Darkness, kisses, and everything wrong,

That’s what monsters are made of.

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Denial

Deeper and further back I delve

Throughout time and lands far away

I search for misery that fits my taste

I turn my back on what’s around me

Because the tragedies on my doorstep hit too close home

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Daughter of Smoke & Bone (#1)

I finished Laini Taylor’s Daughter of Smoke & Bone trilogy yesterday.  It was emotional.  Needless to say, I felt the need to vent my feelings about it and so here we are!  (Mild spoilers for book one.)

Bitter lies

Sweet lips

Feet scramble across the courtyard

Their hands clasp together

Bodies and souls joined forever

A snap

A betrayal

The wishbone is in two

He cries out

Her head rolls away

Hearts hardened

Passions shushed

A flash of azure cracks his mending walls

Is it her?

Can it be?

Or is it a false hope?

Their souls say otherwise

A whisper

A touch

Like magnets, it cannot be denied

But love and life is never simple

Burning hands

Fiery eyes

A scorched landscape

Screams, cries

The stench of death’s victory

Teeth, teeth, so many teeth

Hope is magic at the brink of the end

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Book Haul: Spring 2017

 

Here are the books I got from the local library’s book sale that they have twice a year…

… and the DVDs.