I didn't make it past the one hundred page mark. This is the second time ever that I haven't finished a book (and the first time I stopped reading because the book LITERALLY put me to sleep). I couldn't warm to the protagonist, the language was very distancing, the story is far from engaging and ...
~2.5 Stars~If I'm being totally honest, I was a little disappointed by this book. It's got that feeling that I tend to call my favorite genre - darker, bloodier, more intense than a lot of books. But it sort of fell flat for me. First, though, the things I did like, and that was a) the writing an...
This is a YA book, and the only reason it was on my shelf in the first place was because I picked it up for a quid somewhere. Having said that, I thoroughly enjoyed Department 19, and I'm pretty sure I'm not the target market for it, being female and 35. I am partial to books that weave the Dracu...
They chased him across Europe, to the mountains of Transylvania, and the castle that bore his name. Not all of them returned — but Dracula was destroyed. Other vampires remained, though, and so in 1892 Van Helsing and the other survivors were asked by Prime Minister...
They chased him across Europe, to the mountains of Transylvania, and the castle that bore his name. Not all of them returned ? but Dracula was destroyed. Other vampires remained, though, and so in 1892 Van Helsing and the other survivors were asked by Prime Minister...
They had sailed out of Tromsø more than a month earlier, harpoons sharpened and greased, sails patched and mended, hold empty and waiting. The minke whales had been moving, their migration north bringing them within a day’s sail of the Norwegian shore, and Bernsen had been determined that the Aga...
After a week’s official rest and relaxation in Rome that had proved to be anything but restful or relaxing, Harker and the four members of his Special Reconnaissance Unit had made their way back to Britain aboard an ocean liner that had been converted into a troopship: her portholes blocked, her ...
said Tim Albertsson, looking round at the members of the DARKWOODS team and trying to force a smile, “I guess the message is pretty clear.” Jamie Carpenter didn’t respond; his gaze was locked on the wide tree in front of them. Nailed to its trunk was a wolf, its stomach sliced open and pinned bac...
It was Christmas Eve, and the ancient cathedral had been nearly full to capacity. He had taken to coming here at the same time every evening, as the last of the sunlight played across the ancient ramparts and gargoyles far above his head. There were usually crowds of tourists gazing up at the hug...