by Martina Boone
I love a good southern gothic mystery complete with magic and romance, and the premise of this book got my attention right away when I was browsing on Amazon. I bought it immediately, (though must admit it’s been on my shelf for over a year) and finally got around to reading it when I needed somethi...
At first it started out a little slow I kept wondering what the heck I was reading about-romance, Gothic, mystery, paranormal etc. etc.?? Then around page 135 the story took really took off and I didn't put it down until the end. I thought it was a very unique story and really original characters. I...
***This review has also been posted on The Social PotatoCompulsion is a hard book to review just because I felt so many different things for it. At times, it was definitely a one star read, but at other times, it blew my mind and was exciting enough to be 5 star read. Which leaves me confused as t...
So when I first got this book I thought it was more magic. It is, initially, but it has a lot of history which I loved. For me, a good back round to the story came make it or break it. And ya’ll, being a southern gal myself, I adored it. Plot: One thing I really enjoyed is the whole southern atmosph...
2.5 stars rounded up. I just... couldn't connect to the book at all. It was kind of slow for most of it and then way too much occurred in the last 70 pages (out of 433 of the ARC, for reference), including finding out her grandfather killed Luke & Twila, Cassie locking Barrie and Eight in the tunnel...
This book was incredible--the kind that sucks you in, consumes you until the very last page, and sticks with you long after you've finished reading. Set on an island near Charleston, the imagery was breathtaking. Spanish moss hanging from old oak trees, plantation homes, and the scent of jasmine in ...
“You’re different.” Different. And there it was. All her life Barrie had been on the receiving end of different. Even once she’d learned to disguise the Watson gift, she’d still been the daughter of a woman who stood at the window and glared at people on the street from behind a curtain. The godd...