You know it doesn't bode well for a book when I make the comment halfway through, "Having a hard time not putting this in my "abandoned" shelf. Horrible dialogue, no likable characters." Sadly, the characters did not improve, the dialogue was terrible, and the premise, while interesting, fell ex...
I wasn’t exactly fooling myself into thinking this was going to be an amazing book after I ended up buying it for $2 on the discount shelf at my local used book store, especially after seeing it sit on the regular shelf at full price for about five months. But I thought, hey, I like the Atlantic ...
This book is action-packed and suitable for even a young teenager. I enjoyed the speed of the plot and how the author acclimated ancient traditions into an entirely new world. It did not surprise me that the author is an Environmentalist and Science teacher, as so much of the book is a warning to...
He and Dean were standing on the high wooden platform, in the thick branches of an enormous tree where they’d once met with Emalie to plan. The river was far below, hidden beneath the canopy of a lush rainforest. Strange birds and creatures called through the perpetual folds of mist. Here and the...
“THIS wasn’t the normal entrance. That ring would be for tying off a ship.” “Yes. Now, let’s go. The stairs have crumbled in spots, so watch your step.” I start down the stairs, and Rana turns a copper wheel that makes the ring lower and the door rumble closed. We descend by her pale light, a ste...
I wish I’d gotten to hang out with her, and I hope she wasn’t disappointed, but it all feels like a long time ago. I look down at the microphone lying on my floor and remember the song and that feels like a long time ago too, almost like a dream. Then I remember the crazy swearing lyrics and that...
9 MoonflowerAM @catherinefornevr 5hHey world, whatcha doing tonight? Coming to see Dangerheart’s big premiere at the Trial by Fire, right? #ifyourenothereyoushouldbe #trialbyfire The next Friday night, I find myself watching a boy with a whipped-cream smiley face painted on his bare chest try to ...
He explained about the master location rite. “That’s great!” Dean smiled. “When can we try?” “Well, we have to get a few supplies. We need something from Désirée.” “Oh, boy,” Dean murmured, “her again.” “Yeah … I’m not sure when we can go. My mom’s still worried about me going anywhere alone. We’...
We kiss for as long as we can, the minutes ticking by, and I hang on to him even when he’s telling me to go because I can’t shake the feeling that on the other side of this plane flight, nothing will be the same. And yet, plane flights don’t wait. “I should come with you,” he says. “You should ch...
He knelt and dug into one of the drawers beneath his coffin. His fingers found a cool ivory box, and he grasped it carefully with two hands before removing it. The jewelry box, in which he kept the trinkets he’d collected from Emalie, was so full at this point that it would barely close. He’d eve...
Dodger couldn’t close his mouth. His teeth were vibrating like his mouth had been invaded by an army of tiny dentist drills. He tore his hands from the radio. The broadcast ceased. Dodger toppled back on the dirt, banging his head on the stone square. He gasped for breath, his eyes watering. “Dud...
“Whoa!” shouted Dean as he landed. “They almost got me—” “Tsss,” Oliver hissed. “Quiet.” He crept along the side of the castle until he could see the front gate. A collection of vampires walked briskly toward the front door. The bone pins on the lapels of their black coats identified them as Half...
Sometimes he still expected Bane to be skulking outside, waiting to walk home with him and harass him along the way. He felt a fresh wave of anger, toward Lythia and Désirée, toward Half-Light.… But these thoughts would have to wait, because tonight, there was something else important to be done....
He sat on the front steps alone as the rest of the students caroused about. Finally, as the last stragglers were wandering home, he heard the rustling of a crow’s wings. A shadow of a bird landed in a pool of orange streetlight on the sidewalk. Swirls of black mist rose from it, and moments later...
Most of the plane seems to be asleep. Some seats still with their little rectangles of screen blaring blue light. Caleb is out, now. We’re snuggled against each other’s shoulders. It took us awhile: two movies and a bunch of video games and even the crossword puzzle in the airplane magazine befor...