“Honor from death,” I snap, “is a myth. Invented by the war torn to make sense of the horrific. If we die, it will be so that others may live. Truly honorable death, the only honorable death, is one that enables life.” This book has been on my to-read list… Read more »
Libraries were full of ideas–perhaps the most dangerous and powerful of all weapons. Wow this was a fantastic book! I am not surprised to discover that this was originally written years ago on fictionpress and has only more recently been edited and published by a professional publishing house – it’s… Read more »
Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There’s only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become. Sigh, what a beautiful novel. Hallowed is the 2nd instalment… Read more »
…and while I am Death’s daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes. This book was released shortly after I started book blogging and I seemed to see rave reviews for it everywhere. I desperately wanted to read it and while it… Read more »
…try to remember that dreams do come true, but they don’t come easily. I was so excited to start reading Dreamless, I loved Starcrossed when I read it last year and thought it was very unique the way it revamped Helen, the Trojan Wars and the face that launched 1000… Read more »
In approved places, every story serves a purpose. But forbidden books are so much more. Some of them are webs; you can feel your way along their threads, but just barely, into strange and dark corners. Some of them are balloons bobbing up through the sky: totally self-contained, and unreachable,… Read more »
“In the end you can’t always choose what to keep. You can only choose how you let it go.” Before I start on Crossed, a little bit of background on my thoughts on Matched, the first book in this trilogy. I read a lot of mixed reviews for Matched, and… Read more »
Maxon lowered his lips to mine and gave me the faintest whisper of a kiss. Something about the tentativeness of it made me feel beautiful. Without a word, I could understand how excited he was to have this moment, but then afraid at the same time. And deeper than any… Read more »
Kyle took a deep breath, like he had picked up on the question I hadn’t asked. That was one of the differences between him and Jason: Kyle always gave just as much weight and consideration to the things I didn’t say as to the things I did. When I first… Read more »
I remember the Hunt from ten years ago. How for months afterward I didn’t dare fall asleep because of the nightmares that would invade my mind: hideous images of an imagines Hunt, wet and violent and full of blood. Horrific cries of fear and panic, the sound of flesh ripped… Read more »
