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review 2019-01-12 19:22
CROWN OF THUNDER BY: KARISSA LAUREL
Crown of Thunder - Karissa Laurel

While I'm saddened to see this fantastical adventure come to an end, what a way to go! Crown of Thunder gives us the end of a magical journey, but also a hopeful beginning of sorts that is just as important.

 

 

One of the things I found most enchanting about this addition might not be what you would expect. Can we please take a minute to talk about the storyline between Evie and Jackie Faercourt? I never in a million years could have envisioned their inevitable culmination to play out the way it did. Absolutely brilliant! I'm at war with myself a little where this is concerned because the ultimate reconciliation was EPIC, but there's also a part of me that really would have LOVED even more Jackie. That's really a testament to just how well written a character he was and also how he surprisingly added more depth to Evie as well. I was not prepared for him to rise to these all new heights in this book. I thought I knew him. I thought I knew how things would go when their paths crossed again. I thought wrong. At one point I thought PLEASE LET THIS BE A SET UP FOR A SPINOFF ANTIHERO STORY. He ultimately became one of the most interesting characters to me, and although I do not see any antihero redemption stories in his future, the way that things played out was really quite perfect. Evie suddenly becomes all of us, confused by the warring emotions swirling around inside of her and unexpectedly battered by this sadness that was so unexpectedly powerful where Jackie is concerned.

 

 

 

 

I was so glad to see just how much Evie had grown as a person in this one. Her wild adventure to find her way back home took a young, sheltered, naive girl and helped shape her into a fierce, compassionate, prudent queen. She found herself out on the road, (air and sea too!) and she found her people and her purpose.

 

 

 

I also found that I enjoyed the few quiet moments, in between the chaos. The moments where she strolled with a friend and they reminisced on their childhoods and let themselves think of the homes they desperately missed in a way they haven't in so long. Or stolen moments with her heart's desire that even in a war they took the few moments to remind each other what else they were fighting for.

 

 

I just love this whole world, so full of magic and mayhem, so vibrant and full of the most colorful people. I would be enamored by any one of their tales, I'm sure of it! I'm sad to say goodbye to it, but a girl can always dream that maybe instead it is, until we meet again one day.

 

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text 2019-01-07 10:58
Reading progress update: I've read 656 out of 767 pages.
The Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis

"They could see King Caspian raising his hand to bless his son. And everyone cheered, but it was a half-hearted cheer, for they all felt that something was going wrong. Then suddenly the King's head fell back upon his pillows, the musicians stopped and there was a dead silence. The Prince, kneeling by the King's bed, laid down his head upon it and wept."

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text 2018-12-31 12:00
Reading progress update: I've read 508 out of 767 pages.
The Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis

"The brightness of the ship herself astonished them: they half expected to find that the darkness would cling to the white and the green and the gold in the form of some grime or scum."

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text 2018-12-31 07:10
Book Blitz - Winter Fire

 

Out of the frying pan, into the damn inferno! 

Who is the white eye guy? How can Jake Winter save the city of Coldharbour from its curse? So many questions, yet still no answers. And then there is the whole complication with Dean…

Evil is rising…

Lilisian, the beast Supreme, is free. Worst luck! Jake Winter and his friends are desperate to stop her, but she hasn’t been seen since her last brief appearance. All over the city ritual sacrifices are taking place, praising her name, her followers waiting for her to fully rise to her true power.

The clock is ticking…

Jake has to kill Lilisian. There’s no two ways about it. If she is restored to her deadly glory, she’ll be a threat like no other beast he has faced yet. But life is always far from easy. Lilisian has a pet that she has just let off the leash…

When a dragon takes to the skies of Coldharbour, Jake will need to summon all his strength before everything he is trying to protect goes down in flames…

A dark urban fantasy tale with kick-ass action and slow-burn m/m romance.

 

 

 

About the Book:

 

Winter Fire by Richard Amos

Series: Coldharbour Chronicles Book Three

Genre: Adult, Urban Fantasy, M/M Romance

Publisher: Independent

Publication Date: December 7, 2018

 

 

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Excerpt:

 

“What the hell was that?” I yelped.

 

“My fucking car!” Greg boomed.

 

Yeah, maybe he should start using old bangers for patrols.

 

A deep keening came from the dark road, my sparks spitting in reaction to the horrible, mournful sound. Through the messed-up windscreen, I could see something pale moving in the dark.

 

I opened my door, my friends doing the same.

 

“Okay,” Nay drawled. “This is a new one.”

 

The first thing I noticed about the white creature was the pear shape of its body—small head and upper region, a swollen lower region. Its arms were tiny, like a T-Rex, and the paleness of its skin was as white as freshly fallen snow.

 

The creature howled in despair.

 

The second thing I noticed, which I couldn’t quite believe, were the coal eyes, the carrot nose, and the black blobs down its front in a straight line that looked like buttons.

 

“I’m asleep, right?” I said.

 

“That can’t be a carrot,” Greg added.

 

What differentiated this beast from being a cute snowman on the front lawn was the wide mouth that almost split its small head in half. There were no lips, just lines of black and rows of black shards ready to rip flesh from bone.

 

And it had legs—two kangaroo-looking pins.

 

I sighed. “I’m so not in the bloody mood for this.”

 

Nay had her phone up, quickly scanning the beast into the app she’d created regarding beast knowledge.

 

The beast whined, taking some steps back.

 

I approached.

 

“Careful,” Greg said, jutting a muscular arm out to halt me. “Don’t ever get sucked into the scaredy-cat crap, mate.”

 

There were no amber ribbons of light to see around the snowman—an indication of beast fear to my eyes.

 

Another howl of sorrow.

 

“That’s not snow,” Dean said. “Can you smell that?”

 

“What?” I wondered.

 

“Lilies.”

 

I sniffed deep. There, on the cold air, I could smell the sweet scent of funeral homes. “I hate lilies.”

 

“Me too.”

 

The snowman howled once more and pounced. Bloody hell! It went high on those bouncy legs. It came crashing down on the Mercedes, caving in the roof.

 

Greg roared and threw himself at the snowman. His fist met solidity, the side of the beast cracking ever so slightly under the power of his punch. With swiftness I wasn’t expecting, the beast kicked Greg in the chest and sent him sprawling on the asphalt.

 

It leapt into the air, aiming its body right for me. Crap. I rolled in time to avoid the crushing of my bones.

 

Nay threw a potion vial. It exploded into a green fire, spiraling around the freaky creature, but failing to do anything. The snowman jumped into a dropkick. Nay was quick to avoid a hit … just.

 

Greg was fuming, thankfully unhurt for now. He’d feel it when the rage cooled down.

“Get on Dean’s shoulders!” Nay called.

 

“What?”

 

Dean’s head was between my legs, and I was lifted into the air. He held me by the thighs, and my dick throbbed inappropriately at the firmness of his grip.

 

The snowman was bouncing after Greg, who was calling it every name under the sun as he swung punches and avoided getting kicked again.

 

Nay ran to me and Dean. “Ready?”

 

I swallowed. “For what?”

 

“Dean’s gonna throw you.”

 

“I am?” Dean said.

 

“I thought we were on the same page seeing you’re between his legs.”

 

I blushed.

 

“Didn’t want to debate it,” Dean replied. “I just did it.”

 

God! Could he feel my boner on the back of his head? I wanted to get down.

 

You mean go down!

 

Stupid inner voice! This was not the time for this bollocks.

 

“Throw him, and I’ll aim him for the head,” Nay said.

 

“Oh, my God!”

 

Dean squeezed my thighs a little tighter.

 

“I’ve got a spell that should work.”

 

Greg got in a nice smack to the beast’s solid belly, a fracture line appearing across the white. The snowman howled and bounced away some feet, hopping from foot to foot once it was back on the ground.

 

“Should?” Dean said.

 

“We have one shot at this,” Nay answered. “While Greg’s pissing it off.”

 

Oh, shit.

 

“You ready, Jake?” Dean asked.

 

No. “Y-yes.”

 

“Get those hands ready,” Nay said. “You’re gonna have to work fast.”

 

“If I miss?”

 

“Don’t.”

 

Dean straightened and started to walk toward the beast.

 

“You fuck with my car, I fuck you up!” Greg roared. “Come on! Let’s be having ya!”

 

“In three,” Nay said, “charge and throw.”

 

Bloody hell! My lips were dry, my stomach doing loops. I could barely hear her counting or feel the speed of Dean’s charge.

 

Before I could blink, I was flying through the air at the snowman beast made of marble, magic tickling at my belly from Nay’s spell. If I missed, I’d smash my teeth out, break my nose and basically be a mess on the floor and then be kicked away or stomped on, a mushy mess of—

 

My hands were on the snowman’s head. Another part of me, the non-neurotic quarter—a.k.a. wannabe bad-arse—had taken over.

 

The terrible keening rang in my ears before the silence engulfed me in the place of beast essence.

 

Killing touch delivered, I enjoyed the sensation of feeding and did my best to hide the raging boner in my jeans. What with Dean having been in close proximity, and the fact that killing beasts made me inexplicably horny, it was straining to escape the confines of denim.

 

You can stay where you bloody well are! I told it.

 

Once my composure was restored to a degree of normality, I took in the scene. Greg’s car was completely written off. No way were we going home in the comfy, new Mercedes.

 

Greg was raging. He ripped off a wing mirror and smashed it on the road, proceeding to do the same to the other one.

 

“Thanks, Karla,” Nay said into her phone and hung up. “Mr. Douglas is coming to pick us up.”

 

“Motherfuckingbullshithellbollocks!” Greg boomed.

 

“Nice work, you two,” Nay said.

 

I didn’t realize Dean was standing next to me. I turned to look at him to find he was staring right at me.

 

I offered him a smile, and he averted his gaze.

 

My shoulders sagged. A good old curl-up under the duvet, with the world being shut away, was just what I needed.

 

And a cold shower.

 

 

 

 

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About Richard Amos:

 

RICHARD AMOS is an author from England who is constantly lost in the worlds he writes about, and the ones in the queue yet to be written. He also has more books in his house than anything else, and is never without a book (and chocolate) in his hands when he’s not writing. He’s a proud nerd who loves to dance. Hard. Richard writes kick-ass Urban Fantasy with gay male protagonists, all with good doses of action, adventure and m/m romance. He also writes High Fantasy.

 

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review 2018-12-21 23:04
Bonus Feature: The end of the Audiobook has an illuminating interview between Rebecca Solar and Marissa Meyer
Winter - Marissa Meyer

๏ ๏ ๏  Book Blurb ๏ ๏ ๏ 

 

 

Princess Winter is admired by the Lunar people for her grace and kindness, and despite the scars that mark her face, her beauty is said to be even more breathtaking than that of her stepmother, Queen Levana.

 

 

Winter despises her stepmother and knows Levana won't approve of her feelings for her childhood friend--the handsome palace guard, Jacin. But Winter isn't as weak as Levana believes her to be and she's been undermining her stepmother's wishes for years. Together with the cyborg mechanic, Cinder, and her allies, Winter might even have the power to launch a revolution and win a war that's been raging for far too long.

 

 

 

 

 

๏ ๏ ๏  My Review ๏ ๏ ๏ 

 

It took me forever to finish this series...and it's all because of this daunting book.  Seriously, this is like 23 hours long on Audio.  833 pages on kindle...but, hey I finally did it, and in December, no less, the busiest month all year long for me, and most everyone else.  Was it worth the 23 hours (technically more like 17 with the speed I listened on)  I spent on it...yeah, mostly.  

 

While I liked Jacin fine, I wasn't especially fond of Winter, she has this naivety, almost child-like demeanor that kind of got on my nerves.  Thankfully, the story isn't always from her pov.  We have lots of different pov's in this final book of the quartet, not including Fairest and Stars Above...the novella's as MM calls them.  The ending of the climactic battle scene has a scene that had me thinking Cinder deserved to be dead for her blatant stupidity...but I can't say more, just in case someone out there hasn't read these books.  Overall, fav characters in this series will always be Carswell Thorne and Iko, but that seems to be the case with everyone.  If MM ever decides to do a spin-off series...I would love some adventures with Thorne...as long as Cress can grow a backbone, she can be involved too.

 

๏ ๏ ๏  MY RATING ๏ ๏ ๏ 

 

4.3STARS - GRADE=A-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

๏ Breakdown of Ratings ๏ 

 

Plot⇝ 4.2/5
Main Characters⇝ 4.5/5
Secondary Characters⇝ 4.5/5
The Feels⇝ 5/5
Pacing⇝ 4/5
Addictiveness⇝ 4.5/5
Theme or Tone⇝ 5/5
Flow (Writing Style)⇝ 5/5
Backdrop (World Building)⇝ 5/5
Originality⇝ 5/5
Ending⇝ 4/5 Cliffhanger⇝ Nope.
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Book Cover⇝ It's cool...
Narration⇝ ☆4☆ for Rebecca Solar, I didn't always like all her voices in this series, but honestly in this book that bothered me the least because this is from so many different perspectives.
Series⇝ Lunar Chronicles #4
Setting⇝ Luna
Source⇝ Audiobook (Library)
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