Reviewing and Reading books that were free or are free. You see, I finally caved and bought an eReader. Now I find I can't stop reading all the free books offered on the online market. Despite whether or not the book is a good read or not. In this blog I will weed through all books, whether it was amazing or a grammatically sad excuse for a book, because the point in the end is . . . HEY, IT WAS FREE!
A modern day, real-world fairytale with a twist.
Inspired by the story of Rapunzel.
Tristan Parker is lost.
After living through his parents’ bitter divorce, Tristan surprises everyone when he decides to uproot his life and move across the country with his dad. Disenchanted, Tristan deals with his pain by shutting out the world… until one day, when trying to retrieve a lost baseball, he climbs a tower and meets a girl.
Helena Thompson is like no one Tristan has ever encountered. She’s quirky, weird, and lives in an imaginary world—her only way of coping with the bizarre life her paranoid mother forces her to lead. Drawn by Helena’s magical view on life, Tristan finds himself returning often to the unique girl with the long golden hair. But spending time with her is not an easy task, especially because their relationship must be kept a secret.
When Helena’s mother discovers the truth, can Tristan find the strength to fight for the girl who has awakened his heart? Or will the paranoid woman who keeps her daughter under lock and key stop their dreams from coming true?
If you enjoy reading sweet romances that touch on real-life issues and delve into the heartache and wonder of first love, then Paper Cranes is the book for you.
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***The Midway Novels are spin-offs of the Hidden Wings Series, but each book can be read as a standalone.***
Tucked away at an upscale, private boarding school in Brindle Hollow, Washington, seventeen-year-old Eden East comes face to face with a hideous creature on her walk back to her dorm. Shaken to her core, she's left questioning the world around her, and soon finds herself entering a friendship with a hot, new student named Alexander.
Little does she know, Alex is a Guardian Angel, sent from Midway to protect her from those dangerous creatures—known as Darkling—lurking in the forest outside Brindle Hall. It isn’t long before Alex learns this is no ordinary assignment. Eden’s existence holds a secret; something hidden from even herself.
Eden is thrust into a world where Fallen angels and creatures of the Underworld will stop at nothing to catch her. With Alex at her side and a little help from some of his old friends, they form a formidable front against the enemy.
Details of the sea witch’s banishment have been exaggerated. The body count that preempted it was not. Once an illustrious princess, her hands and tentacles were stained with the blood of thousands. No one could comprehend how the hooks of madness dragged her down from her life of privilege.
Born Princess Vanessa of Atlantica, the ambitious young royal was one of two children born to the great King Poseidon. She and her brother, Triton, were groomed from birth to rule. Yet only one would ascend that coveted throne. While carefree Triton flits through his training with a cavalier demeanor and beguiling charm, Vanessa’s hunger for her father’s acceptance drives her to push herself to the limits of magic, and combat to become a leader worthy of her people.
When war against the humans ravages their once regal kingdom, political sides are chosen. Factions from the seven seas challenge the existing leadership, pitting Vanessa against her brother in a vicious battle for the crown. Traitors are exposed, dark family secrets revealed, and a once strong sibling bond is strained to its breaking point.
Only when the ink black waters from the ultimate betrayal rescind, will the truth be known of how the villainous sea witch rose with one name on her vengeful lips--Triton.
My Thoughts:That Poor Unfortunate Soul!
Honestly, this was my first Stacey Rourke novel, I own at least 5 of her novels, but this is the first I've actually read. That being said I think I'm hooked, yes, purposely did a fishy pun. This is a story for any little mermaid fan, as you get to know what made Ursela became the sea witch. Being firstborn seemed to mean nothing to her father King Poseidon, because he only had enough attention for his son prince Triton. So to prover worthiness to take the throne princess Vanessa did everything she could to be perfect. But destiny would lead her on a far different path. At their time of ascension after the kings passing, the heirs are put to the test one shall retain the shell of alchemy, while the other will receive the trident and throne. Vanessa had always had a touch of magic within her but once selecting the Alchemist's She'll her life is forever changed. When war breaks and sides are drawn, Vanessa hopes to use her magic for good, but when allies turn traitor and she is left looking the villain drastic measures are taken. It's then that Vanessa takes on a new name and life as she lives in banishment from the world she had once sought to rule and save. Overall, good read and my heart hurts for the so called "villain". To be turned on and hurt but the people you loved and called family is the absolute worst thing, so it's no wonder how you could see Vanessa the dutiful princess turn vengeful sea witch Ursela. I'm actually quite stunned at how controlled Ursela/Vanessa stayed even after her public punishment, because I'd have blasted them all with my magical powers, but then again I am only human. The only person I couldn't stand was definitely Triton, but probably because he was annoying little brother who despite being king needed his sister to take the blame and help him out. So if you like backstory's on your favorite childhood villain's then you'll enjoy this novel about Ursela.
RONE Award Winner for Best YA Paranormal Work of 2012 for Embrace, a Gryphon Series Novel
Young Adult and Teen Reader voted Author of the Year 2012
Turning Pages Magazine Winner for Best YA book of 2013 & Best Teen Book of 2013
Readers' Favorite Silver Medal Winner for Crane 2015
Stacey Rourke is the author of the award winning YA Gryphon Series, the chillingly Legends Saga, and the romantic comedy Reel Romance Series. She currently hard at work on the Unfortunate Soul Chronicles, and additional literary projects. She lives in Michigan with her husband, two beautiful daughters, and two giant dogs. She loves to travel, has an unhealthy shoe addiction, and considers herself blessed to make a career out of talking to the imaginary people that live in her head.
I washed ashore in a little lake town. A place where everyone knows everyone, yet… No one knows me. I don’t know me. If a woman doesn’t know her own name, does she really exist? I don’t know my natural hair color, my birthdate, or where I live. I am invisible. To everyone, to everything, even to myself. Except to him. I see the recognition deep in his stare, the way it lingers on my face as if I’m a puzzle he’s desperate to put together. I just want answers, the truth… knowledge. His lips are sealed. Still, his eyes beguile me. I can’t trust anyone, not even myself. Someone wants me dead, the same someone who tried to bury me in a watery grave. They’ll come for me again… I won’t know their face. I don’t even know mine. I am amnesia.
The water called. Like a siren on a foggy night, singing beautifully to lonely boaters, luring them closer. Promising companionship but ultimately dragging them deep into the dark depths until life faded away and the onyx, cavernous water swallowed them completely.
The lake at night was an eerie place. The sound of the water lapping softly against the pebbly shores, the damp scent of the air, and how the sky seemed so much closer to man because of the way thick fog hung low, skimming over the ever-bobbing surface. Those things weren’t necessarily eerie to some, but they evoked a darkness within me. A mood always lurking beneath the surface, beneath the ready smile I wore for people on the street or members of my own family.
Though the mood was unpleasant, I couldn’t stay away. It was a strange sort of addiction, at times an intense craving. They say those with a dependence are only addicted because they get something out of it. Whatever it is they crave fills a need, satisfies some kind of void in their lives.
It was true. At least for me.
Besides the sound of swaying water and a steady breeze, it was quiet down here, save for the occasional call of a bird or the repetitious croaks of frogs. The shoreline was usually vacant when I walked along because usually it was dark, well past the hours of socialization. The side of the lake I was drawn to most was less populated. Night parties and bonfires, parking and necking took place on the other side, where there was more of a beach.
I preferred the seclusion of this shore, the way my thoughts went undisturbed in solitude. Thoughts and memories to be exact. How something so long ago could be so innately ingrained in my mind was sort of eerie in itself. Details that should have faded over time, feelings people said would dull to the point they would merely be background noise.
People were ignorant, talking about things they knew nothing about. I let them entertain their obliviousness. After all, it was easier. For them and for me.
The bottoms of my feet were almost desensitized to the uneven, sometimes jagged pebbles. I never walked with shoes down here. I preferred the cold, boney fingers of the water, when it washed up over my foot, momentarily swallowing my skin. I felt a sort of kinship with the rocks underfoot, the way they sat haphazardly, always keeping me slightly off balance… But oddly, the unbalance made me feel more stable.
The end of summer was drawing close. Soon, this small, touristy lake town would grow quieter. The autumn breeze would bring in a crisp chill, and the year-long residents would close in ranks around one another, creating a community so tight it was almost suffocating.
A wind colder than those before wrapped around me, ruffling the hair around my ears and whipping it into my eye. Instead of pushing it out, I turned my face, gazing out at the wide expanse of the lake. The still-blowing wind tugged the hair out of my eyes and pulled it back off my face completely. Fingertips beginning to sting a bit against the cold as the water lapped over my bare toes, I shoved both hands deep into my white jeans. My fingers curled into my palms. I stood stock still, water soaking into my ankles, wind pushing and pulling at my hair and clothes. It was dark, fog hanging low, and the stars and moon were lost in the night. Even still, I could make out the shape of the island that seemed to always float on the surface of the lake about a mile from shore. I didn’t know how big the island really was. No one did. No one ever went there; no one was ever invited. All I knew was the way it appeared to float was an illusion, because if it had truly been floating, it would have drifted off years ago… but it remained. Chained in place by roots and earth that likely reached far down into the bed of the water, creating an anchor only Mother Nature herself could provide. The island and the house built upon it was a mystery. And so was the person who lived there.
I like Kassidy Milton. There, I said it. She’s funny, beautiful—even though she doesn’t know it—and my favorite kind of weird. But I can’t tell if she’s into me or just trying to get close to me for a chance with my famous twin brother instead. I mean, it has to be me. I am the better-looking one.
But Kassidy has some demons, and she’s not good at letting people in. That happens when you’ve been hurt by someone close to you. I can relate. Trust is a funny thing; it’s hard to gain but easy to lose. I might just learn that the hard way.
Disclaimer: This Entangled Teen Crush book includes a snarky heroine, a swoon-worthy hero, crazy best friends, your favorite music, and lots of feels.
@archerdev1- My brother should pay me for all the autographs I give out for him. #hazardsofbeingatwin #hesthepopstar #imnotintheband
Archer Devlin Heading out to spend some quality time with my brother along with thousands of his screaming fans. Wish me luck.
Ella Marsh I’ll be there, too! Can’t wait to see the Playlisters live!
Sierra Grant No way!
Ross Devlin is your brother?
Chris Simmons Seriously, Sierra? You never figured that out? They’re identical twins… and have the same last name. SMH.
Tiffany Engle Boo! Wish I could be there. Tell him hi from me!
Brody “Mac” MacMillan Sell out.
Archer Devlin You’re just jealous. Brody “Mac” MacMillan Yep. Because boy bands are my thing. Archer Devlin I know. I remember an album you listened to in junior high that proves it. Brody “Mac” MacMillan We agreed never to talk about that. Archer Devlin I never agreed to that. John Cruise Mac and Archer sound like an old married couple. Archer Devlin Ahh, don’t feel left out. We have room for one more, John.