Welcome to the TBR Intervention Challenge!
1.) So I finished my TBRIC challenge book this week, On The Fringe by Courtney King Walker, and it was great! If you’re in the mood for a slightly more melancholy romance/ghost story (sometimes on a cold winter night, you just need one), this book is for you. I have not finished my review of it yet, but I’m hoping to post it on Sunday afternoon.
I was also able to FINALLY read The Clockwork Prince this week, and OMIGOSH.
OH. MY. GOSH.
An aside to Cassandra Clare… but persons not named Cassandra Clare are welcome to read/ingore the following fangirly gush-fest. Cassandra Clare, I seriously love you. Every single time you publish a book, I love every stinkin’ thing about it, from the world, to the entire cast of characters, to the plotting and pacing, to the dialogue, to the OH MY GOSH romance, to the “how-in-the-frickin-world-can-they-get-out-of-this-one?” situations you place your characters in, to the emotional strain you place on your characters, to the dramatic teenage angsty-ness of it all. I loves it.
So that’s how that that went. The Clockwork Prince is also slated for review early next week. Hopefully I’ve gotten all my “Squee-ing” out, and now I can write something that doesn’t look like a overly-infatuated fangirl letter. We shall see.
In addition, I also finished All’s Fair In Vanities War by Elizabeth Marx, which was a fascinating mix of Celtic mythology and ancient druidic religion, Salem, Massachusetts, and a really intriguing romance/relationship dynamic. That’s also going to be reviewed on Monday… so stay tuned for those books.
2.) For this upcoming week, I think I’ll choose… <hmm>… Obsidian by Jennifer Armentrout. I’ve been hearing such amazing things about her books, and yet I haven’t read any of them for myself. I’ve been wanting to read this for awhile. So I think I’ll give it a shot…
When we moved to West Virginia right before my senior year, I’d pretty much resigned myself to thick accents, dodgy internet access, and a whole lot of boring…. until I spotted my hot neighbor, with his looming height and eerie green eyes. Things were looking up.
And then he opened his mouth.
Daemon is infuriating. Arrogant. Stab-worthy. We do not get along. At all. But when a stranger attacks me and Daemon literally freezes time with a wave of his hand, well, something…unexpected happens.
The hot alien living next door marks me.
You heard me. Alien. Turns out Daemon and his sister have a galaxy of enemies wanting to steal their abilities, and Daemon’s touch has me lit up like the Vegas Strip. The only way I’m getting out of this alive is by sticking close to Daemon until my alien mojo fades.
If I don’t kill him first, that is.
So what are you reading this week?