P.S. I Like You – Book Review

P.S. I Like You

By Kasie West

Disclaimer: There might be some spoilers in this review. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!
SynopsisWhile spacing out in chemistry class, Lily scribbles some of her favorite song lyrics onto her desk. The next day, she finds that someone has continued the lyrics on the desk and added a message to her. Intrigue!

Soon, Lily and her anonymous pen pal are exchanging full-on letters—sharing secrets, recommending bands, and opening up to each other. Lily realizes she’s kind of falling for this letter writer. Only, who is he? As Lily attempts to unravel the mystery and juggle school, friends, crushes, and her crazy family, she discovers that matters of the heart can’t always be spelled out… (Goodreads Summary)
My Review:  P.S. I like this book. A lot. P.S. I Like You is so adorably cute! I don’t normally find myself reading actual YA contemporary Romance novels, but I do love going through Wattpad and reading cute contemporary love stories and there, and P.S. I Like You was just like that….but better written (you can’t always trust those Wattpad writers to spell check and fully finish plot lines [myself included]).
            From the minute I read the summary I knew I would enjoy this book. A girl writes down some of her favorite lyrics to find that someone finished them for her the next day? HOW INCREDIBLY AMAZING DOES THAT SOUND?!! I really enjoyed a majority of the plot, but found myself slightly annoyed that I was easily able to figure out who Lily’s pen pal was much before the big reveal, even with all the red herrings. I also liked that West had other smaller plots going on with the main plot that were minor but somehow also very important to how the story was going to end (does that make sense??? It does to me). One example of this is the song writing competition that Lily wanted to enter. It wasn’t as important as the whole pen pal plot, but they still went hand in hand with Lily’s pen pal helping her to eventually write the song she is going to enter the competition with. Sidenote: I really liked how West ended the novel with Lily just figuring out what song she’s going to enter instead of her actually entering and winning/losing. It really makes it feel likes there’s so much more to the story, and allows the reader to imagine their own ending for the characters. Last, but not least, THE LAST LINE IN THIS BOOK MADE ME SOB HAPPY TEARS. “And then I mouthed ‘I think I love you too.'” It’s the perfect quirky ending line, for the perfect quirky character, in this perfectly quirky love story.
Once we got past the whole sending letters back in forth bit (the first half of the book), and Lily knows who her pen pal is, I personally thought that the book got a whole lot better. Not that the beginning was bad-it was actually really reaaaallly good-but with Lily knowing Cade was her pen pal during the second half of the book made things a lot more interesting. There were so many amazing  moments in P.S. I Like You (I especially enjoyed every scene that included Bugs Rabbit), but I think that the entire Thanksgiving scene and the man bracelet scene tie as my favorites. The Thanksgiving scene was a perfect blend of humor and drama and the beginning of a romance, and the man bracelet scene is when I marked the beginning of their personal relationship (excluding letters). [Sidenote: I’m curious as to what your favorite scene in the book was, leave it down in the comments and let’s chat]
            One thing West did particularly well was developing the characters. By only about halfway though the book I felt like I really knew Lily through the descriptions of her clothes, habits, and the way she acted around both herself and other people. I really felt like I connected with her, and one minor thing that really helped me personally connect with her was the way she talked to herself, which is something I do quite often. Lily is probably one of the funniest protagonists I’ve read in a while-if not all time. Cade Jennings is one hell of a love interest if I’ve ever read one. He’s got the sad past, good looks, and enough charisma for more than one man. One really cliche thing this book did, but that I enjoyed because I’m trash, was make the bully and the victim fall in love. Even though Cade wasn’t that big of a bully, and Lily seemed to take everything a step too far, it’s just really cliche.
            Aside from the main characters, I found myself liking many of the minor characters as well. I thought the way West described and developed Lily’s family, especially her parents and Jonah, was fantastic, Isobel is the amazing best friend everyone wishes they had, and Sasha is the bitchy kind of girl everyone hates. The only character I found myself disliking and disconnected from was Lucas. I understand why he was there in the beginning, him being the guy that the Lily knows she’ll never have but she’ll pine over anyway, but once Lily got the courage to ask him out and they hung out once or twice, it was like he lost his purpose. He also just disappeared way too easily from the story, and I just found myself wishing he had a bigger purpose (like possibly stirring up some drama…..ohhhohohohohhh). Aside from my minor complaint about Lucas, I still believe that Kasie West did more than an amazing job in creating loveable and relatable characters.         

            In conclusion, I give P.S. I Like You four and a half out of five stars for the humor, entertaining plot and amazingly written characters. I highly suggest you pick this up if you’re in the mood for a cute, light read, or if you want to get out of a reading slump, because that’s what this did for me.

If you would like to purchase P.S. I Like You

August Owlcrate 2016 Unboxing – Fast Times at YA High

August Owlcrate Unboxing

“Fast Times at YA High”


This month’s box was filled with amazing goodies, and an equally amazing book which I’ll have a review up for soon.

This month’s theme was “Fast Times at YA High,” and I always love the artwork that Owlcrate does for the spoiler sheets.


This Month Owlcrate designed it’s very own necklace inspired by Eleanor and Park by Rainbow Rowell specifically for Owlcrate, and it’s gorgeous. The pendant features the cover image, and there’s also a cute little cassette tape attached to the chain.

These awesomely adorable buttons were designed by Taryn Draws for Owlcrate, and I cannot wait to add them to my pin collection on my ACOMAF tote bag. One button says Hogwarts is home….which it is, and the other one says chapter raptor on it (adorable!!!).

One of my personal favorite items from this month’s box is the print of the Golden Trio designed by Susanne Draws. It perfectly captures all three of their personalities (Hermione with her hand up ready to answer the teacher’s question, Harry off in his own world, and Ron sleeping [lol]). I can’t wait to hang this up on my wall.

Another one of my favorite items from this box has to be the adult coloring book by Blue Star Coloring. I personally love coloring books (I have the Harry Potter coloring book, the Outlander coloring book, the Game of Thrones coloring book, I pre-ordered the Throne of Glass coloring book, and have many other random ones given to me as gifts). I can’t wait till I get to color in all of the ‘stress relieving patterns.’

Another awesome goodie I received in this month’s Owlcrate is a Decomposition Notebook. I actually love this brand and use their notebooks for school, so I’m glad I have another one to add to my collection.


And last, but certainly not least, is this month’s book, P.S. I Like You by Kasie West. Normally I’m not one for contemporary romance novels, but this one really caught my attention when I read the synopsis: (INSERT SYNOPSIS). I won’t spoil my review incase you want to go check it out, but I really enjoyed it overall, and it’s also an added bonus that it came with a signed bookplate and these adorable mini colored pencils to color in the coloring book with.


And that’s it for this month’s box! Per usual I find myself once again in love with everything included, and waiting on the edge of my seat for next month’s box to arrive.

The theme for next month’s box is “Darkness,” and it will feature an item based on Ms. Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children.

If you would like to purchase your own Owlcrate subscription:


Crown of Midnight – Book Review

 Crown of Midnight

By: Sarah J. Mass

DISCLAIMER: There are spoilers in here so YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

SynopsisFrom the throne of glass rules a king with a fist of iron and a soul as black as pitch. Assassin Celaena Sardothien won a brutal contest to become his Champion. Yet Celaena is far from loyal to the crown. She hides her secret vigilantly; she knows that the man she serves is bent on evil.
            Keeping up the deadly charade becomes increasingly difficult when Celaena realizes she is not the only one seeking justice. As she tries to untangle the mysteries buried deep within the glass castle, her closest relationships suffer. It seems no one is above questioning her allegiances—not the Crown Prince Dorian; not Chaol, the Captain of the Guard; not even her best friend, Nehemia, a foreign princess with a rebel heart.                                                                    Then one terrible night, the secrets they have all been keeping lead to an unspeakable tragedy. As Celaena’s world shatters, she will be forced to give up the very thing most precious to her and decide once and for all where her true loyalties lie… and whom she is ultimately willing to fight for.(Goodreads summary)

My Review:  Throne of Glass is one of my favorite books, and I was very excited to see where Mass was going to take the story with Crown of Midnight, and, once again, she did not disappoint.
            The action took off right from the very beginning. Celaena is the newly dubbed King’s Champion, and she’s already been out on several jobs. Mass doesn’t take any time to get into the action, and actually starts out the book with her on a job and returning severed heads and hands to the king. The true plot really begins when the King gives her the job to kill and old friend of hers, Archer, who the King believes to be a rebel against his rule. 
            Throughout Crown of Midnight you are able to see the characters develop more thoroughly and see how their relationships with each other develop as well. Chaol and Celaena’s relationship is explored much more in this, and Mass does a fantastic job in portraying how much they truly care for eachother. Celaena by going after Chaol when he is kidnapped, and Chaol by sending Caelana off to Wendlyn to be with the fae. Another thing I thought Mass did particularly well was show how Dorian felt about the whole Chaol and Celaena situation. She showed his jealousy and anger and finally content with their relationship fabulously, and the readers are able to truly feel how he feels. Lastly, Nehemia and Celaena. Their friendship was truly tested in this book, and I cried at the way it ended. After Celaena arrived at the castle to find Nehemia dead and defiled, she went off into a storm of rage and attacked Chaol, showing that she cared more for her friend. It was truly a beautifully, heartbreaking moment.
            One thing I just have to add in is about Fleetfoot. During the final battle scene against the creature Celaena summoned, fleetfoot tries attacking in to defend Celaena over and over again, and for some reason I’m much more effected when a dog gets injured or killed, so I actually cried when Fleetfoot fought for Celaena. It was so touching and sweet, and something Mass put in to make up suffer.
            The way this book ends is absolutely amazing. Mass has set it up perfectly for the next book with the reveal of Celaena actually being the lost queen Aelin, and Chaol unknowingly sending the biggest threat to his country off to meet with potential allies. I just can’t wait to read the next one and find out what’s going to happen, and how Chaol and Celaena or Aelin’s relationship will continue, IF it will continue. The one major thing I just didn’t like about Crown of Midnight was the feeling that it was a filler book for the most part. It reminded me of how I felt about Avengers: Age of Ultron, that it was just created to fill some time and set up for the rest of the series. Nevertheless, it was a fantastic read, and I look forward to what is going to happen next.           In conclusion, I give Crown of Midnight four out of five stars for it’s incredible plot and it’s amazing set up for the rest of the series, but also for the feeling of this book being a little bit of a filler to get into the next part of the series. Once again, I highly, highly suggest you pick up any of Sarah J. Mass’s books because they are all incredible, and you will not regret it.


If you would like to purchase Crown of Midnight

The Perfect Tear – Blog Tour

The Perfect Tear

By Connie Lansberg

Published: December 15th 2015 by Shooting for Success LLC DBA Rockit Press
Pages: 326
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy


            Eleanor is a singer. Her songs keep nature in balance, but when they are stolen from her, a grey mist descends and her world fails to thrive. This timid orphan is thrust into a course of action she never asked for, not envisioned. Set against a backdrop of abandonment, loss and betrayal, she must find her way through strange and dangerous landscapes in her desperate search for the Perfect Tear, a dark crystal which holds the future of her world. But, Eleanor is no savior. She is a simple girl with strong instincts and she must learn to trust them. Just like the notes of song must connect to create a melody, Eleanor must discover the connections needed to create the harmony required to truly save her world.
(This is the poster for the upcoming film based upon The Perfect Tear by Connie Lansberg)

My thoughts:

Note: For being a part of this blog tour I was provided with a free e-book copy of The Perfect Tear in exchange for my honest review.
            After reading the synopsis is Jen’s email, I wasn’t quite sure what to think. The Perfect Tear seemed interesting enough, but more like something I would’ve been enjoyed more when I was younger. I guess I was correct in my assumptions because after finishing the novel it was just…ok. I know younger me would’ve loved the idea of saving the world with a crystal, the balancing of nature and harmony, and especially a prince going for a peasant girl, but older me has read one too many books that are much too similar. I’ll give The Perfect Tear credit for having some of the same olf cliche bits in it, but still being different enough with the interesting plot points and story. The Perfect Tear was still interesting, and incredibly well written (I adore Connie Lansberg’s style), but, for me, the story just wasn’t that interesting. I know younger me would’ve given The Perfect Tear five out of five stars, but current me gives it three and a half stars for content and four and a half stars for the writing, and I average that to be four out of five stars. I wish that it was younger me who’d picked this book up and enjoyed it thoroughly, but, nevertheless, I’m so exited for the movie that’s coming out next year, and I will definitely be seeing it. If you wish to learn more about the upcoming movie, click here.
            Lerion forced his lips into a smile and nodded politely in an effort to feign interest in the creations of his fellow novices. Their excited chatter and heightened energy pulsed the length of the room. They seemed foolish to him, but he managed to conceal his disdain. Social transparency in his society was the norm, but hiding his feelings from the collective was something he excelled at. It was his secret talent. Today however, he struggled to maintain a pleasant countenance.
           The novices were allowed to see their competition for only a few moments and Lerion extended his glance the length of the narrow corridor again. He had to be certain he would win. Only the best young designers were invited to enter the Creation Contest, and then, only once. Lerion knew this was his only chance to achieve his dream, and he forced himself to scan the room once more. He was searching for any design that might pose a threat, but after another quick reconnaissance, nothing he saw gave him cause for concern. He took a quick, shuddering breath and lifted his chin. Why had he been so nervous?
            He felt his energy uncoil and his step became light. He’d worked for this opportunity almost from the day his two co-creators sung him into being – he deserved to win.
            Lerion clenched his jaw. The arrogance of his desire was not lost on him. The Creation Contest was much more than a matter of whose design was the most innovative or which novice showed the most initiative. The winning design had to uphold and even surpass the standards of creation set by the Ancient Ones. It had to enhance the evolution of their society as a whole. Had he achieved that?
            He stopped in front of a nine-dimensional hologram and pretended to be intrigued with the design, while he slyly studied its creator, a feminine-biased novice named Lalycri. The energy emanating from her shimmered against his outer layer and he involuntarily vibrated in response. Her eyes lit up and he swallowed hard. Her animated smile caused her nose to crinkle and her energy swelled in gentle waves. It undulated softly through him. He felt himself surrender to the pleasure of it and immediately blocked its flow. He would not allow himself to respond. This was not the time to reveal his attraction to her, and he nodded curtly. He had to admit, he found Lalycri appealing and she peaked his curiosity. On any other day, he might have encouraged her, but this kind of personal chemistry often led to a desire to co-create and he was not about to break the rules. Not today, anyway.
           Novices were forbidden to form creative partnerships of any kind. Only those having twelve activated strands of DNA were allowed the privilege of co-creation. Lerion sighed. He had activated only seven strands of the twelve that lay within each of his cells. More than all the other novices, but still, not enough.
            Determined to ignore her vibrant energy, Lerion gave Lalycri a small nod. He leaned in and studied the extremely unusual construct while she beamed at him. He couldn’t work out what its purpose must be, and he stiffened. It had never occurred to him Lalcyri might be competition. How had she managed such a complicated design?
            He made sure to keep his voice polite rather than accusatory. “I had no idea you’d been selected.”
            Lalycri tilted her head and her smiled faltered. “Well, I was.”
            Her tone had a sharp edge and he realized he had insulted her. “Certainly. I’m not surprised.”
            “You sound surprised.” Lalycri’s voice was stern but the twinkle returned to her eyes. “I’m grateful for the honor. It’s definitely the most daring design I’ve produced so far.” She lowered her lashes an her mouth grew firm. “I would give anything to win. I long to pit myself against Tsera.”
             Her words came fast and her voice had a ferocious quality that startled him. Lerion blinked and looked sharply at her. They all wanted the honor of winning. However, it had not occurred to him there might be others who desired to win as much as he did. Nobody could want this as much as he did. His every cell informed him being Main Creator was his destiny, and the idea she could snatch it from him was ludicrous.
            He felt his vibration quicker, but Lalycri did not seem to notice the change in his demeanor. She smiled brightly, as if she had not just made a startling admission, and began to prattle without taking a breath.

About the author:

blogtour2Connie Lansberg is a singer/songwriter and now author based in Melbourne Australia. She’s had her original songs placed in some of Australia’s best loved TV shows that play around the world and The Connie Lansberg Quartet is a fixture in the Melbourne jazz scene. Her most recent original musical project, Alone with Bees, performs her songs written especially for The Perfect Tear. This is Connie’s first novel and the movie is coming.
She also received several grants from the Victoria Council of the Arts for the development of mobile phone games that she created.
Connie joined the Melbourne Writers Group in 2010 to work on ideas and scripts and during this time the idea for The Perfect Tear began to develop and take shape. She continued her education by taking scriptwriting classes at the Australian Film and Television School in Melbourne and later, worked extensively with Marcy Kennedy on the book. She has two more stories to complete The Perfect Tear Trilogy and is hoping to have the second book finished by 2016.

Blog tour schedule:

You can check out the rest of the blog posts written as part of this tour here:
July 30th: Jordan https://www.readbyroe.com
August 1st: Laura http://www.lifeisabookblog.com

If you would like to purchase The Perfect Tear
Book Depository
Barnes and Nobles
Thanks! – CG

Six of Crows – Book Review

Six of Crows

By: Leigh Bardugo

DISCLAIMER: There might be some spoilers in here so YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

SynopsisKetterdam: a bustling hub of international trade where anything can be had for the right price—and no one knows that better than criminal prodigy Kaz Brekker. Kaz is offered a chance at a deadly heist that could make him rich beyond his wildest dreams. But he can’t pull it off alone…

A convict with a thirst for revenge.

A sharpshooter who can’t walk away from a wager.

A runaway with a privileged past.

A spy known as the Wraith.

A Heartrender using her magic to survive the slums.

A thief with a gift for unlikely escapes.

Kaz’s crew are the only ones who might stand between the world and destruction—if they don’t kill each other first.(Goodreads summary)

My Review This book. This. Book. To be honest, I started Six of Crows several months ago actually, but I hadn’t had the chance to complete it until this week, and let me tell you, it was worth the wait.
             The beginning of this book started off slow. It may have been that I was bored because I was stuck in an airport for upwards of twelve hours waiting for a functional plane, or it could’ve been that the build up to the main heist and the action was too long, but either way, it was just a little too long for my liking. Length aside, I thought that Bardugo did a fantastic job in building up each of the characters, giving us a taste of what they’re like, and a glimpse into the past, present, and future in the build up. Bardugo continued the character development all the way until the end which was something I truly enjoyed. By the time I finished Six of Crows I had three new ships–all of which are more precious and special to me than my own love life. The way Bardugo was able to create the chemistry between the characters-both romantic and platonic-was simply amazing, and the sexual tension between some characters (COUGH**NINA AND MATTHIAS**COUGH) was so well described that I could almost feel it. 
            My favorite pairing overall has to be Jesper and Wylan, every time those two flirted I found myself internally cheering them on, but my favorite character over all has to be Inej because I started out pitying her because of how she was captured by slavers and forced into the Meringue, then I idolized her for her strength and for how she wanted to put the money she would earn from this job towards her new life and dreams, and then I just wanted to protect her after she was kidnapped by Van Eck in the last few pages.
           Overall, I thought that the plot of Six of Crows was actually quite entertaining. I was hesitant at first because sometime heist books can be quite boring because many of them have the same overall structure, but Six of Crows kept me guessing till the very end. It was not clear to me through out the entire book that they would succeed. In fact, for the majority of the book I thought there was no way they would be able to pull it off, and the means that they have to go though to pull it off are….drastic to say the least. 
            One particular thing that I quite enjoyed, and that Bardugo did very well, was the character POV switches every chapter. Bardugo succeeded in giving each and every character their own voice, I was able to tell who’s POV it was without even looking at the same at the beginning of each chapter.
            Lastly, THE CLIFFHANGER!!!!! Bardugo left us on the edge of our seats! The gang had just succeeded in pulling off a heist that no one thought they could to, they were on their way to bigger and better things, and she just had to have them kidnap Inej and fuck everything up! Also, what’s going to happen to Nina!?! Is she going to be addicted to Parem?? Is her body going to resist the addiction? Will she DIE!?!?! I need answers! And, most importantly, WILL KAZ FINALLY GROW A PAIR AND TELL INEJ HOW HE FEELS! I know Six of Crows is coming soon, but it ins’t coming soon enough. (Author’s Note: I once had an English teacher that said that there are probably only going to be three times in your life where it will be proper to use an exclamation point……I used waaaaaay too many exclamation point, but they were definitely necessary.)

             In conclusion, I give Six of Crows four stars because it was amazing overall, but it took a long while to get to the good parts. I highly recommend that you pick up ANY Leigh Bardugo book because her writing is amazing. I highly enjoyed the Grisha trilogy, and I can’t wait to see how the Six of Crows duology ends with Crooked Kingdom (EVEN THOUGH LEIGH SAYS NOT ALL OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS WILL SURVIVE AND I DON’T WANT ANY OF MY BABIES TO DIE!!!).

If you would like to purchase Six of Crows

Mist and Whispers by C.M. Lucas – Blog Tour

Mist and Whispers – Blog Tour

By C.M. Lucas


Synopsis: Imagine a world in eternal darkness. A world where skeletal beasts lurk in the forest. Where the women are missing, and the men are in need of salvation…

In the West-English town of Little Wolf Green, Scott’s bookshop is about to close down. Convinced the bookshop holds the key to her mother’s identity, sixteen year old Anya Piddling vows to save Scott’s, whatever the cost.
When four books of magic and myth take the world by storm, Anya begins a journey to discover the truth about the author, known only as the Weaver. Followed closely by her friends, and one surly, bitter ex-boyfriend, Anya soon realises a whole new world awaits: a world gone very wrong, with maddening whispers in the forest, magical winged Kings and a dragon-boy that understands her, inside and out. But this world needs a saviour… and everyone is looking at her.




HIS HEART THRASHED against his chest, a prisoner desperate to be freed from this burden. There was no way out. He had a job to do, and if it wasn’t done at that moment, his entire plan would be over before it even began.
The earth was but sludge, encasing his feet as he struggled up the bank. Bullets of rain struck his face as the winds lashed around him, obscuring his view and leaving him helpless in the dark.
Then, as if a divine hand was guiding the way, a flash of lightning revealed his final destination; Erimus Hall. The Hall was only another hundred meters away, run down and deserted, but his sanctuary nonetheless.
Resisting the temptation to rest against the stone wall at the top of the bank, he pushed on, clambering across it with the rain-soaked trunk in his hands. Once over and sure of his feet, he took a moment to look around. Any sign of someone following and he’d have to revert to his back up location, as even with his goal in sight, he wouldn’t allow himself the risk of assuming he was home safe.
A clap of thunder quickened his pace and a minute later he’d reached the doorway, where a century’s worth of ivy had claimed the oak as its own. He set on it straight away, teasing back the creeper with a gentle hand, the whole time fighting against the instincts that were screaming inside his head.
Just tear it down – you’re going too slow – someone’s going to see you!
No. He couldn’t leave a sign that he’d been there. It had to look natural.
Two more bursts of lightning gave him a glimpse of what he needed to allow his unmarked entry into the building. With the trunk safely inside he took one more look around, and with another strike of lightning, he was gone.

My Review: When I received the email from Jen of Happy Little Book Nook about this blog tour, I was overjoyed. I’m such of fan of BenjaminOfTomes’ youtube channel, and I can’t remember which video it was, but he discussed this book and said it was somewhat like Outlander, and filled with magic. Of course anything describe as Outlanderish and filled with magic will catch my attention.

            I feel that the author tried very hard to incorporate everything, love, romance, magic, dragons, and more, and it was a little overwhelming at times. One other main comment I had was that I found Anya quite annoying at times. Overall, I quite enjoyed Mist and Whispers, and I’m very glad that I was asked to join this tour. I give Mist and Whispers four out of five stars for the interesting plot, and the feeling of too many things being crammed into one story at times.

To purchase Mist and Whispers:
Book Depository: http://goo.gl/SdMsiJ
There’s a special sale going on on Amazon where you can purchase the kindle copy of Mist and Whispers by C.M. Lewis for only $0.99 on the 20th and 21st.


There’s a giveaway going on for this book!!

If you purchase a copy of Mist & Whispers you will be entered to win 1 of 10 special edition proof copies of the sequel. 

Rules to Enter: Send proof of purchase to: oftomes@oftomes.com
            *Oftomes Publishing will be selecting the winners


Claire Marie Lucas lives in South-East England with her husband and three children. She began writing stories from inside her wardrobe at the tender age of six and hasn’t stopped writing in obscure places since; her current favourite being the cupboard beneath her stairs.

Mist & Whispers is her debut novel.

Official Website : www.cmlucas.com 

General Information:
Name: Mist & Whispers 

Author: C.M. Lucas
Series: The Weaver’s Riddle 
Published: April 5th 2016 by Oftomes Publishing
Genres: Young Adult, Fantasy
Pages: 521
Format: Kindle Edition
Source: Publisher


Check out the rest of the blogs on the tour! 
Tuesday 21st: Laura (http://www.lifeisabookblog.com)
                              Tiffany (http://www.instagram.com/biblionatic)
Thursday 23rd: Jen  (http://paperandpageblog.wordpress.com)
                                  Nadine (http://www.instagram.com/my_nerdy_wonderland)
                           Charlotte (http://writingsofa21yearold.wordpress.com)
Jo (http://www.writersandauthors.info)
                                Sarah (http://transientdrifter.blogspot.com)
                              Kathleen (http://bookshaul.wordpress.com)

A Court of Mist and Fury – Book Review

A Court of Mist and Fury

by Sarah J. Mass

DISCLAIMER: There will be some spoilers for both ACOTAR and ACOMAF in this review. You have been warned!!
SynopsisFeyre survived Amarantha’s clutches to return to the Spring Court–but at a steep cost. Though she now has the powers of the High Fae, her heart remains human, and it can’t forget the terrible deeds she performed to save Tamlin’s people.

            Nor has Feyre forgotten her bargain with Rhysand, High Lord of the feared Night Court. As Feyre navigates its dark web of politics, passion, and dazzling power, a greater evil looms–and she might be key to stopping it. But only if she can harness her harrowing gifts, heal her fractured soul, and decide how she wishes to shape her future–and the future of a world cleaved in two. (Goodreads summary)

My Review: My initial reactions to finishing this book were HOLY SHIT, and WHEN WILL THE NEXT BOOK BE OUT!?!?!?! (Please do me a favor and pretend like you can hear me crying out in agony). Sarah J. Mass has once again brought me into this wonderful world full of characters I love, and ripped me right out of it with my heart shattered into a thousand pieces. 
            What really made this book for me has to be the characters and the character development. We already know Feyre from the previous book, but everything changes in this one. Feyre has something along the lines of PTSD which is completely understandable after what she went through Under the Mountain. She is being coddled by Tamlin, who I grew to hate in ACOTAR which is surprising due to how much I loved him in ACOTAR, until Rhysand comes to cash in on their bargain they made Under the Mountain….in the middle of Feyra and Tamlin’s wedding. We learn that Rhys isn’t just the cool, cocky prick we met in ACOTAR, but is actually a caring, somewhat broken man who only did what he did to protect those he loves. I also personally loved the entire Night Court gang, Mor, Amren, Cassian, and Azriel, and thought that Mass did a fantastic job in showing each person’s character and personality as well as giving us a good description of their backgrounds and how deep their relationships runs. Ever since I finished ACOMAF I’ve been scouring the internet for Fanfics that include all of my favorite characters just to get me through until the third book, and I’m hoping that Mass will do some novellas on the Night Court gang and their pasts (especially Amren since much is unknown about her).
            In my opinion, I think that the plot of ACOMAF blows the plot of ACOTAR out of the water. There is no second book slump in the ACOTAR series, and I think that the sequel has actually overcome the first in the series. I love how Mass was able to put a lot of stuff into the 626 pages of ACOMAF, and keep the readers attention every step of the way till the end. Everything from Feyre self destructing in the beginning, to Rhys and Feyre’s relationship developing in Velaris, to the beginning of the war with the King of Hybern, to the EPIC THING THAT HAPPENED AT THE END (not putting it in due to spoilers, but if you’ve read it, YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN!!!) kept readers hooked. It also seems like this book was setting up for the epic war in the upcoming third (and final) book which I can not wait for!
           Last, but certainly not least, we NEED to discuss the relationship between Rhysand and Feyre….MATES!!!! THEY’RE MATES! AHHHhHHHhhHHhhh my little fangirl heart can’t handle this. I really liked Rhys in ACOTAR because I kind of have a thing for bad boys, and hello!!! Rhys is the baddest bad boy of them all (just kidding, he’s actually the cutest little cinnamon bun, but I thought he was a bad boy in ACOTAR), so when Mass paired them together over instead of Feyre Tamlin (whom I REALLLY hate after the ending of ACOMAF), I just about died. Mass does a fantastic job in building their relationship, and sharing every little detail with us. Their are also some VERY steamy sexy, sexy fun time bits in here that I was not expecting, but thoroughly enjoyed.

All in all, I give A Court of Mist and Fury five out of five stars for its enthralling plot, loveable (and hatable) characters, and the overall amazing writing of the queen, Sarah J. Mass. If you have not already, I truly recommend that you pick up the A Court of Thorns and Roses series, or any other book by Sarah J. Mass, because it will truly change (and take over) your life.

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School of Deaths Book Review

School of Deaths

Book one in The Scythe Wielder’s Secret Series

By Christopher Mannino

Synopsis: Thrust into a world of men, can a timid girl find bravery as the first female Death?

            Thirteen-year-old Suzie Sarnio always believed the Grim Reaper was a fairy tale image of a skeleton with a scythe. Now, forced to enter the College of Deaths, she finds herself training to bring souls from the Living World to the Hereafter. The task is demanding enough, but as the only female in the all-male College, she quickly becomes a target. Attacked by both classmates and strangers, Suzie is alone in a world where even her teachers want her to fail. 
            Scythes hungry for souls, Deaths who subjugate a race of mysterious magicians, and echoes of an ancient war with Dragons.
           As her year progresses, Suzie suspects her presence isn’t an accident. She uncovers a plot to overthrow the World of Deaths. Now she must also discover the reason she’s been brought there: the first female Death in a million years.

My Review: I was overjoyed when I got the email from NetGalley saying that my request for this book had been approved. I’ve seen Ben of BenjaminofTomes raving about this book on youtube, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on it. Going into School of Deaths, I didn’t know much about the books aside from Ben saying it was like Hogwarts for grim reapers, and that excited me.
            Ben’s description of the college being like Hogwarts for grim reapers is right of the dot except for one detail, you can’t ever leave the college if you don’t your final test but the witches and wizards of hogwarts are allowed to leave whenever they want. I thought that this detail added a nice touch to the story, and extra thing going on that you believe will be the main plot of the story, but truly isn’t. The entire world that the story takes place in is filled with magic, dragons, and elementals who have the power to manipulate the world around them. I thought the world building was good, especially the detail about everything smelling like strawberries, and how that comes to help the main group later on.
            I thought that Mannino did a spectacular job with the character. I loved them all, Susan, Billie, Frank, Jason, Sindrill, Hann, Athanasis, even Frenchie and Luc. It’s obvious that he worked hard on giving each and everyone of the characters, bad or good, important or in the background, their very own personality. One thing I especially loved was the development of the relationships between Susan, Billy, Frank, and Jason from how they start and how they end up. Mannino made sure each of the characters had a depth to them, and they weren’t just words written on a flat page.
            The plot of School of Deaths was confusing to me at first, I didn’t quite know what was going on. The reader is given a couple clues here and there to try and put it together, but I don’t know if anyone could be able to figure it out without the big explanation from the ‘mentals. That’s probably my one main issue with this book: that the purpose/plot of the story isn’t entirely clear to the reader from the get-go. I mean, we have an idea of what’s going on, but no idea of what’s going to happen next, which could be both a good and bad thing.
I give School of Deaths 4 stars because it is a wonderfully written book with full of action, romance, excitement, and characters that you will fall in love with, but because of my issues with the plot I cannot give it a five star rating. I plan to read the rest of the books in the series, and I also suggest that you pick up this book if you see it in the store or download it on your e-reader.


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I Don’t Make Mistakes – A Short Story by Cg Marinelli

I know I’m a little late on this (a little late meaning a month and a half late), but I finally have something that I’ve written that I deem worthy enough to post. Be warned that I have no editor, I probably do have a couple of errors here or there, and that I’m not a professional. Please enjoy and leave me comments on what you like and what you think I can improve on; constructive criticism is extremely helpful. Thank you, CG.


I Don’t Make Mistakes


Sitting in the questioning room of the FBI headquarters with my hands cuffed to the table, I remained stoic as I faced their best, Special Agent Nathan Shaw, face to face.
“You want to know something Agent Shaw, I’ve never believed in psychology, never will. The whole idea that you can learn everything about someone by simply observing them is just a man’s fantasy. Like right now, you’re observing my actions, and deciding whether or not I’m capable of murder.”
“Mr. Mullins, or can I call you Edward? Ed? You know what, I’m actually just going to stick with Mullins. We don’t even need to decide if you’re guilty or not. There was substantial forensic evidence proving that you were at every scene of every crime, and we matched the mark burned into the victim’s flesh matched the design on your ring.” I removed the ring from my left hand middle finger and spun it on the table. It was my great grandfather’s, and had our family crest stamped into the flat top of the platinum band.
“It seems almost animalistic doesn’t it. All those people, their wrists bound to their ankles, stabbed several times, all non fatal, branded with some sort of seal, throats slit, mounted to the walls of their homes…” I looked off to the side of Agent Shaw’s head and remembered their faces as I pressed my scorching ring into their flesh, marking them permanently.
“Is that a confession Mullins?” Shaw raised an eyebrow, almost daring me to confess, and I’m not one to back down.

“You tell me, Agent Shaw. You were the one to tell me that I was present at every murder, and that my ring is responsible for branding the victims.”
“That’s true, and we’ve discovered something else. The actual murder weapon, a small little pocket knife used to slit their throats, was found in a hidden compartment of your desk drawer.”
“Is that so? Hmm, then why am I here Agent Shaw? Why haven’t you just thrown me into the slammer like you do your other suspects?”
“Because, now that we have the murder weapon, we have the proof, I want to know your motive. Why’d you do it Mullins? There has to be some kind of explanation.”
“Look at me Agent Shaw, what do you see?”
“I see a young man with a brilliant mind who’s wasted all of his potential.”
“No, you see a small, frail, seemingly weak man, who looks like the kid all the bullies beat up at lunch.” At this, Shaw remained silent, observing me, so I continued. “I never fit in anywhere, you know. Not with the jocks, not with the goths, the hippies, the theater kids, not even with the nerds! No, to be seen with me was social suicide. The first time I killed someone I was fifteen. Only fifteen. And it was an accident. I was in the parking lot after hours, my mom had forgotten to pick me up again. My bully at the time, Buzz Jackson, saw me all alone sitting on a bench and decided to give me some company. As soon as I saw him headed towards me I got up off the bench and sprinted away, but Buzz, being the all star track athlete he is, oh forgive me, I mean was, caught up in no time. I looked behind me and saw that he was only an arm’s length away, so I shoved him back, very lightly, but it was enough to do the trick. He fell back, and conked his head on the hard concrete ground. Buzz never got back up.  I began to panic, although underneath my outward projection of panic, I felt a sense of power and pride. I ran from the school, all the way to my home, which was several miles away, and stayed there faking sickness for several days. Luckily, because my school was so dirt poor there were no security cameras to prove that I was there, and no witnesses to recount what happened, so Buzz’s death was deemed an accident. It wasn’t like anyone would believe that I, a weak little looser, would have the guts or power to take in Buzz. Killing Buzz showed me that having control over another’s life makes the normally powerless feel powerful. I’ve discovered that I like that feeling very much. And I didn’t feel any remorse for killing Buzz, the same way I didn’t feel any remorse for any single one of my ‘victims’. Every single one of them committed a crime much worse than I. Infidelity, adultery, and several others. You name it and I can guarantee that one of my ‘victims’ has done it.” Agent Shaw just sat across from me contemplating everything I’d just told him.
“How? How can you go through your daily life like you’ve done nothing, when in reality you killed thirteen people that I know of? Just talking to your sick psychotic ass for the past half hour I get the feeling that there are more that we haven’t even discovered.” At this comment, I started laughing my “sick psychotic ass” off.
“The reason, Agent Shaw, I can go around my daily life acting like I’ve done nothing wrong, is because I truly haven’t. If you think that ridding the world of terrible people is a crime, then I believe that you are the one in the wrong here. I’ve done more to help the world in my mere twenty three years of life than you ever will Agent Shaw.”
“Those people had families, Mullins. People who loved them. People who will miss them.” I just scoffed in response. Not a single person I killed deserved to be here, to breathe the same air as us decent people. No, they all deserved to burn in hell; exactly where I put them.
From under the table he brought out a thick, two inch file, filled to the brim with what I believed to be information from the Crenshaw Falls murders case. He plucked three photographs from the file, and laid them face down on the table before I could catch a full glimpse to see who they are of.
“Well Mullins, I think you’ll remember this guy.” Shaw flipped over one of the photographs to reveal a picture of the CEO of Bankers International, Jack Knox.
“Oh yes, Jack. I remember his very well. Cried the whole time if  I remember correctly, or at least cried until I slit his throat and spilled his blood all over the floor.” Shaw visibly cringed at my comment. I knew I was starting to get to him.
“What exactly did Mr. Knox do to qualify to be one of your victims?”
“Oh, you don’t know? I would assume the FBI would be all over this case?
“Just shut up and answer my questions Mullins.”
“This year alone, he’s stolen over five million dollars from account holders of Bankers International. That more than qualifies him to be one of my victims.” I rolled my eyes. I know they’re just playing with me now. I’ve already confessed and everything. Now all I need is for them to print it in the news, and I’ll get all the credit I deserve. For the people to appreciate what I’ve done for them; the sacrifices I’ve made.
“What about him.” He flips over the second photograph to a young boy, merely twelve years old.
“Oh look, it’s little Johnny.”
“Are you telling me that this kid, this innocent little boy, has somehow wronged the world already?”
“He’s done more wrong than many full grown adults, Agent Shaw. Abandoned by his parents at age six, Johnny hopped from foster home to foster home, until he made a run for it a few months ago. That’s when he made the mistake of trying to pick-pocket me. I was just minding my own business, waiting for my bus at the stop, when I felt someone reach into my back pocket, and try to take my wallet. Now, agent Shaw, I can be a very tolerant guy, especially when it comes to kids, so I let him off with a warning. I told him that if I ever caught him again, he’d pay for it, and lo and behold, not even a month later, I catch him trying to sneak his hand back into my back pocket.  This made me very mad. And what made me even more mad was seeing sweet, little Johnny beating up some poor, tiny kid in front of the bus stop. I understand that he was an orphaned foster kid and all, but the kid had to learn that sometimes you have to pay the price for the things you do. So the next time I saw him waiting outside the bus stop, I offered to pay him fifty dollars if he helped me move some furniture from my apartment to my mom’s house. Poor kid just wanted to make a few bucks, and ended up choking on his own severed tongue.”
“You murdered a young, orphaned boy who just wanted to get by because he tried to steal a couple dollars from you?”
“Why yes, I believe that’s a very justified reason.”
“You are one sick bastard Mullin: a psychotic serial killer and a child murderer.”
“This topic really seems to hit a nerve with you Agent Shaw, got any kids of your own?” I knew asking this would piss him off, but I just couldn’t resist.
This seemed to set Shaw off. He grabbed me by my collar and pulled me very close to him.
“Now you listen to me you little punk. Sarah has nothing to do with this, so let’s just get back on topic.” He released me and I fell back into my chair.
“Ooohhh, so I did guess correctly.” Shaw didn’t respond, instead he flipped over the last picture left on the table.
“Mullins, what if I told you that, once, you got it wrong.” He slid the picture across the table. It was of a beautiful, middle aged woman with warm, hazel eyes and long, chestnut locks.
“Oh I remember her; she was lots of fun. She was one of my first. Her name was Nancy, Nancy Stewart. The whole time she was screaming for a man named George.” I paused to laugh. “Not even at death did she want her husband.”
“Are you sure? Because our squints back at the lab checked her dental records. They belonged to a Mrs. Sally Jensen.” I stopped laughing.
“Then your “squints” must’ve gotten it wrong.” I said forcefully. “Her name was Nancy Stewart, and she was a worthless whore that didn’t deserve to live. That is my job, you see. To purge this world of the evil which makes it impure. To be the savior of the people.”
Agent Shaw slowly leaned in, and whispered in my ear, “My squints don’t make mistakes. She was Sally Jensen. Mother of two, wife to George Walter Jensen, and she has never stolen, never slept with a man other than her husband, and never did anything that would give her the same qualities as your other victims. She was clean and pure, and you took her life away, and when we print it in the paper and broadcast it to the news that Edward Mullins was the psychotic killer responsible for the Crenshaw Fall’s murders the people won’t view you as their savior. No, they’ll view you as some crazy ass bastard who went off on a killing spree.” Hearing this enraged me. I do not make mistakes, and I will not be known as the crazy guy who killed a couple of people.
With all the strength I could muster up, I tilted my head back, and drove it straight into Shaw’s nose with as much force as I could. Blood began spurting from his nostrils, and I knew it would only be seconds before officers would be on me. I stood up and pulled at my hands, still cuffed to the table, in an effort to get them out. Five officers burst into the room, and one of them hit me in the lower back with his baton. I dropped to my knees and arched my back in pain. While I was on the floor, they uncuffed my hands from the table, only to re-cuff them behind my back. They began to drag me out, but I thrashed and wiggled. There was no way they were taking me without a struggle.
I looked over my shoulder back towards Shaw who was in the back left hand corner of the room clutching his nose. I stopped my struggling to say one last thing to Shaw before I was locked up for the rest of eternity, “I AM THE MESSIAH! I AM THE PROTECTOR OF THE PEOPLE, AND THEY WILL SEE THAT! I DO NOT MAKE MISTAKES! MY SOLE PURPOSE IS TO RID THE WORLD OF THE EVIL THAT POLLUTES IT, AND THAT EVIL IS PEOPLE LIKE YOU, AGENT SHAW.”