Magic Rises (Kate Daniels #6) by Ilona Andrews

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Rated it: 5 Stars

Recommends it to: Generally the Young Adult crowd into the urban fantasy realm. If you liked The Edge series (haven’t read it yet myself), chances are you might like this one as well.

GR blurb

Mercenary Kate Daniels and her mate, Curran, the Beast Lord, are struggling to solve a heartbreaking crisis. Unable to control their beasts, many of the Pack’s shapeshifting children fail to survive to adulthood. While there is a medicine that can help, the secret to its making is closely guarded by the European packs, and there’s little available in Atlanta.

Kate can’t bear to watch innocents suffer, but the solution she and Curran have found threatens to be even more painful. The European shapeshifters who once outmaneuvered the Beast Lord have asked him to arbitrate a dispute—and they’ll pay him in medicine. With the young people’s survival and the Pack’s future at stake, Kate and Curran know they must accept the offer—but they have little doubt that they’re heading straight into a trap…

My review

A slight spoiler is in here somewhere

I think this might possibly be the best book in the series. Not only because this wasn’t happening in Atlanta but half way around the world made me pause; it could be either really good or disastrous, because they’re going to be way out of their territory so any crap can happen but that made the prospect of reading this even more exciting. It was awesome.

Punctuated with the much loved smart-mouth remarks, Kate, Curran and Co. sail across the Black Sea on body guard duty. Having no choice on the matter really, they agree to a contract drawn up where in exchange of protecting the werewolf mother-to-be Dessandra in exchange for the precious panacea, a substance capable of drastically reducing the probability of young shifters falling prey to loupism. Dessandra though, oh my goodness, that woman is a case by herself, complex and at times pitiful (and I suspect that’s on purpose) but certainly not stupid.

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Ladies and gents, I’ve entered yet another fandom

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I’m halfway through season one and have been taking it easy. I mean look at Merlin, all cute and rebellious and so so sassy. He gets into trouble and then I hold on tight and force myself to keep my eyes open to see things crash in front of him. Never mind that he manages to get off somehow, it’s painful to see stuff blow up in his face. I’m currently at ‘Lancelot’ and if you’ve seen that one, you’ll know the extent of trouble he could be in for.

Arthur might be a royal pain in the ass but I can understand why he sometimes act the way he does. He’s brave and noble and is feeling the weight of his responsibilities getting heavier by the day. Knowing what’s right and then going about to actually doing what is right is not as simple as I might have once thought. There are so many rules and customs, some unfair. It’s not easy being king. But seriously, he can be an ass.

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Picture it and Write: Icy hot

Hello there, this is my bit for this week’s Picture it and Write! photo prompt entry. It was certainly a challenge.

Floris Van Cauwelaert

Floris Van Cauwelaert

I was garbed in white from head to toe, a shade similar to the crystals that covered the plain and delicately draped the mountains. My eyes were the only part of me revealed, thinly veiled against the biting cold and the glaring reflected light. Crouched atop a dune I saw them, there were two. Vibrating against my leg followed by the steady low purr, my leonine companion affirmed that he saw them too. Easy targets especially to toothy predators, the nastiest of which were snow leopards like my friend beside me. Foolish pawns. Ill adapted to this terrain they were forced to trudge in the open. I know the helplessness, the hollow alcove the tundra carves into the soul with every glimpse to the endless horizon and up at the haunted peaks.

These won’t last long. Their faltering steps were pierced with tiny blades, scraping a numbing trail along their heavy limbs right about now. The frozen wasteland claimed countless prey over the centuries; the lost, the desperate, arrogant and prideful. Many a man had gone insane, the echoes of their screams return in mocking jeers. These were assassins sent to capture the princess. I will not allow it. Aspiring usurpers will be reminded of the wrath the Ice Kingdom is capable of. Each transgression, each attempt against the crown will not go unpunished. They seem to forget. I will happily refresh their memories.

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Picture and Write: Lured

Finally, I’m back on Picture it and Write! and not surprisingly to those who read my stuff, this is a lengthy one. This is last week’s entry, and it gives you a peek at the other side of these magnificent structures, often romantic but seldom seen as sinister. I had fun with this one, I hope you do too!

via Ermilia Blog

The fluorescent bulb began its frantic flickering dance over two hours ago and was now taking a toll on my dusty eyes. Lifting my gaze up from the stacks of bills perched precariously along the edge of the desk’s age old surface. I did a full body stretch tilting the chair along with me, managing just barely not to tip it over. By the looks of it, this is the newest addition of furniture to the office in years. Fredrick gave a new meaning to frugality, and it’s beyond me how he intends to ‘start fresh’ and ‘renovate’.

An impulsive shout of laughter escaped my mouth recalling his animated speech in the lunchroom yesterday and his flat refusal to invest in a new stapler after, but I don’t care, Mrs. Uptight and Womanly wasn’t in today. I heard a rustling sound above my head. Chester, a smile crept along my lips. He was the resident time keeper, and apparently found me amusing. I wonder how many people the old coo-coo clock, perched on the topmost shelf Chester called home, had seen hunched over indecipherable handwriting that somehow managed to pass for legit receipts. Everyday I am losing faith in people, if they can’t write a darn how can I trust anyone, I’m weird that way I guess.

Without a warning there was an almighty crash outside and I ended up on the floor anyway. Gingerly, I stood up and made sure nothing seriously injured and it was no laughing matter. Little Jimmy popped a knee cap last week just by carting up a refill for the water dispenser, but then, it was widely agreed upon that ‘little’ Jimmy need to go on a diet. With everything intact I padded bare foot to the window and was greeted with great swirling clouds, dark phantoms against the twilit sky as if someone was stirring an electric concoction for a malady unknown. The impending storm came out of the blue as its often expected but there was something in the air, something other.

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If You Could See Me Now by Cecelia Ahern

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Rated: 4 stars             Recommend it to: Everyone

Goodreads blurb

Elizabeth Egan’s life runs on order: Both her home and her emotions are arranged just so, with little room for spontaneity. It’s how she counteracts the chaos of her family — an alcoholic mother who left when she was young, an emotionally distant father, and a free-spirited sister, who seems to be following in their mother’s footsteps, leaving her own six year old son, Luke, in Elizabeth’s care.

When Ivan, Luke’s mysterious new grown-up friend, enters the picture, Elizabeth doesn’t know quite what to make of him. With his penchant for adventure and colorful take on things large and small, Ivan opens Elizabeth’s eyes to a whole new way of living. But is it for real? Is Ivan for real?

If You Could See Me Now is a love story with heart — and just a touch of magic.

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Well, long story short, I had enjoyed reading this but it’s one of those books that has to be re-read before everything actually absorbing everything. I find it amazing how just one person can change lives and years of restraint and rigid discipline. I think that inside of each adult there’s a kid screaming and squirming to get out again, all it takes to free him or her is just to let go sometimes. There is magic out there, but when we’re grown up we get so closed up that most of the time we unconsciously choose not to see it.

I wish I could have written something better but until I read it again (whenever that is) it’ll be better and chock full of brilliant insights :D

Faefever (Fever #3) by Karen Marie Moning

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Rating: 4 stars     Age appropriate: 18 and up – Cussing and more explicit scenes than the books before.

Goodreads blurb

Mac’s quest for the Sinsar Dubh takes her into the mean, shape-shifting streets of Dublin, with a suspicious cop on her tail. Forced into a dangerous triangle of alliance with V’lane, an insatiable Fae prince of lethally erotic tastes, and Jericho Barrons, a man of primal desires and untold secrets, Mac is soon locked in a battle for her body, mind, and soul.

As All Hallows Eve approaches and the city descends into chaos, as a shocking truth about the Dark Book is uncovered, not even Mac can prevent a deadly race of immortals from shattering the walls between worlds with devastating consequences.

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I skipped writing a review for the second book in this series, Bloodfever, because I was a little rattled but not as much after reading Faefever and I doubt I can gather my scattered wits to even write a proper assessment of the book so I’m not even going too try too hard. It was simply dark. Like the previous two while reading them my mood was affected; edgy and anxious.

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Darkfever (Fever #1) by Karen Marie Moning

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Rating: 5 Stars    Age appropriate: 18 and up – Cussing and brief explicit scenes

Goodreads blurb

When her sister is murdered, leaving a single clue to her death–a cryptic message on Mac’s cell phone–Mac journeys to Ireland in search of answers. The quest to find her sister’s killer draws her into a shadowy realm where nothing is as it seems, where good and evil wear the same treacherously seductive mask. She is soon faced with an even greater challenge: staying alive long enough to learn how to handle a power she had no idea she possessed–a gift that allows her to see beyond the world of man, into the dangerous realm of the Fae….

I can’t remember on whose shelf I saw this on, or perhaps it was on an ad but it was definitely on Goodreads and I’m always game for an exciting paranormal/urban fantasy novel, this one didn’t disappoint.

Mackayla “Mac” Lane didn’t know what was coming to her just hours after setting foot in Dublin, Ireland, where she hoped to put some life into the murder investigation of her sister, Alina, who was studying abroad. Her pretty world fell apart and what remained of her little happy family was left devastated after learning of her unexplainable gruesome death. Mac had found a message left by her sister, a recording of Alina’s last words that made no sense to her at all, something about a book she must find at any cost before “they” find it, whoever “they” are. This was something new and she wasn’t just going to cry over everything and give up hope like her parents had.

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Tragic Transfiction

This is the photo for last week’s Picture It and Write! hosted by Ermilia Blog! What we’re supposed to do is make up a story or a poem based on the picture that’s provided each week. It’s a pretty sweet chance to be random and let your creativity loose! I prefer to do the stories.

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Via Ermilia Blog

Hi there, I’m Jolie Nolan and if you’re up to it I’ve got a story to share. There was a myth, or what many considered a myth, in my family concerning my father’s younger sister, Eliza. Only the few that were there couldn’t deny the stark truth, save for the one that couldn’t believe it to this day. The others, what they doubted, what they thought was a God awful tale spun by our ancient looking Aunt Maude, was something I knew as a fact, something I’m tied to for as long as I live.

Being the eldest child of the eldest child (my father) I inherited Aunt Maude’s house on Shamus St. and I will tell you – the adventurous reader – the notion of baring this burden in solitude is nowhere near simple, the mere thought of it threatens to drive me insane. It’s up to you weather or not you choose to believe me.

Eliza, along with the other children, was forbidden from entering the last room on the corridor in old Aunt Maude’s pretty home whenever she was there for the holidays. No one for that matter wanted to step foot beyond that door, which was a rather peculiar sight in such a neat and proper house like this one.

Upon turning, the knob creaks with this eery metallic grind and as you can imagine, the hinges did no differently. The lilac patterned wallpaper surrounding the door’s frame were lightly charred, if you’ve ever lit the edges of a page with a lit cigarette before you might have an idea. It’s once caramel brown coat of paint must have beckoned generations of curious souls, one of which was poor Aunt Eliza, thirty five years ago, she was only ten. This was her story ….

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The Magician’s Nephew (The Cronicles of Narnia #1) by C.S Lewis

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My Rating: 5 stars

Goodreads Blurb

When Digory and Polly are tricked by Digory’s peculiar Uncle Andrew into becoming part of an experiment, they set off on the adventure of a lifetime. What happens to the children when they touch Uncle Andrew’s magic rings is far beyond anything even the old magician could have imagined.

Hurtled into the Wood between the Worlds, the children soon find that they can enter many worlds through the mysterious pools there. In one world they encounter the evil Queen Jadis, who wreaks havoc in the streets of London when she is accidentally brought back with them. When they finally manage to pull her out of London, unintentionally taking along Uncle Andrew and a coachman with his horse, they find themselves in what will come to be known as the land of Narnia.

My Review

Boy oh boy, was I glad I found The Magician’s Nephew before I began The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe! This book was simply magical! Diggory and Penny’s friendship and curiosity -the kind of curiosity which only children seemed to be blessed with-  was the crucial bit that laid a foundation for the other books in the series. Though how horrid and cowardly (and ridiculously funny in his own way) Diggory’s uncle -the said ”Magician”- might have been, his role was just as important.

Here we learn about how the charming and wonderful world of Narnia came to be! Not forgetting how the White Witch, Queen Jadis, had come to lay her wretched eyes upon it’s bounty. I’m sucked into this magical world with Polly and Diggory, a world filled with love, magic, mystery, beauty beyond imagination and danger, it was certainly an honor to witness the birth of Narnia (my most favourite part), the coronation of it’s very first King and Queen and to be graced with Aslan’s noble presence, an honor I tell you.

I was filled inside with what I felt was the beginning of a rather fierce longing to be there in Narnia, to bask in the warmth of it’s new sun, to laugh and to live amongst it’s people (if I may say so for many of these people seem to have more than a pair of legs amongst other parts), to exist in a world where there were no barriers where the trees, animals and man alike can live together in harmony as a family, my kind of utopia.

I could go on but I shouldn’t, least I give away more than I already have. I highly recommend The Magician’s Nephew to everyone both adults and children, for no one’s too old for magic, adventure, friendship and love.

Goodreads Link: http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/65605.The_Magician’s_Nephew

Blood Bound (Mercedes Thompson #2) by Patricia Briggs

 

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Rating: 5 Stars

Goodreads blurb
Mechanic Mercy Thompson has friends in low places-and in dark ones. And now she owes one of them a favor. Since she can shape-shift at will, she agrees to act as some extra muscle when her vampire friend Stefan goes to deliver a message to another of his kind. 

But this new vampire is hardly ordinary-and neither is the demon inside of him.

The Cover
Would you look at all them tattoos!I was never one for them,uh-uh.But Mercy pulled it off nicely and she has this don’t-mess-wid-me-look!But still … I think the tattoos were a bit too much.

My review
You will find that a majority of this review may consist of my opinion of the supposed love-triangle. Blood Bound was more fast paced than Moon Called.It had me day-dreaming more than I care to admit.I don’t like love-triangles and the one in this series has me almost screaming to Mercy,”Pick one of ‘em already,woman!” Honestly,I’m not sure to say who I prefer Mercy to choose, Adam or Samuel,not that my choice matters because Mercy doesn’t take my advice.

Adam and Mercy had a rather bumpy-smooth relationship, pissing each other off every other day but things visibly change in the previous book.It turns out that Adam had a thing for Mercy for a while now and his feelings came out into the open by the end of Moon Called.Mercy has this attraction towards Adam too but she’s afraid of her reactions towards him and tries to avoid him.He had admitted that it was his alpha power thingy was what was responsible for Mercy feeling that she wanted to submit to him and told her he tries to withdraw that part of him when he’s with her away from the pack, well most of the times.
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