Top Ten Of The Most Unique Books I've Read
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Top Ten Tuesday: Top Ten Of The Most Unique Books I've Read
Blog Tour: Seven Black Diamonds by Melissa Marr | Scavenger Hunt | Giveaway
Welcome to our stop on Seven Black Diamonds tour for Melissa Marr. This tour is hosted by Rockstar Book Tour.
Author: Melissa Marr
Reading Level: Young Adult
Genre: Fantasy
Released: March 1st 2016
Publisher: HarperCollins
This riveting fantasy marks Melissa Marr’s return to the world of faery courts that made her Wicked Lovely series an international phenomenon.
Lilywhite Abernathy is a criminal—she’s half human, half fae, and since the time before she was born, a war has been raging between humans and faeries. The Queen of Blood and Rage, ruler of the fae courts, wants to avenge the tragic death of her heir due to the actions of reckless humans.
Lily’s father has always shielded her, but when she’s sent to the prestigious St. Columba’s school, she’s delivered straight into the arms of a fae sleeper cell—the Black Diamonds. The Diamonds are planted in the human world as the sons and daughters of the most influential families and tasked with destroying it from within. Against her will, Lilywhite’s been chosen to join them...and even the romantic attention of the fae rock singer Creed Morrison isn’t enough to keep Lily from wanting to run back to the familiar world she knows.
Melissa Marr returns to faery in a dramatic story of the precarious space between two worlds and the people who must thrive there. The combination of ethereal fae powers, tumultuous romance, and a bloodthirsty faery queen will have longtime fans and new readers at the edge of their seats.
She took a step closer to him.
“You like to stand on the bare ground, burrow your toes into the soil when you’re tired, feel the earth and its pulse beating to match your own. Nature calls to us, Lilywhite.”
Lily reached out and touched his wrist. She wanted to deny everything, but she couldn’t lie again. Not to him, not right now. Creed reached out and covered her hand with his.
She wasn’t sure how long they stood like that—or how long they would’ve stayed that way, but Daidí walked over and held out his hand to her. “Lilywhite.”
She moved to him obediently, grateful for the familiarity of being at his side at a party, grateful to have a routine to fall into instead of whatever was happening with Creed.
Daidí extended a hand to the boy, who accepted it easily.
“Mr. Abernathy,” he greeted, shaking Daidí’s hand briefly. “I’m glad I made an exception to my manager’s rules to be here to sing for Lilywhite.”
Daidí’s stiff expression flickered briefly to amusement at the reminder that Creed was there as a favor and a very expensive one no doubt. “My daughter likes your music, and there is nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for her happiness—or for her safety.”
Creed nodded, acknowledging the warning implicit in Daidí’s voice, and glanced at her again. “Any particular songs you want to hear, Miss Abernathy?”
The titles of Creed’s songs, some of which she’d listened to until she could pick them out after only a few notes, all fled her mind. “Surprise me.”
“Haven’t I already?”
Her eyes widened just enough that Lily was glad Daidí was frowning at Creed instead of scrutinizing her.
Creed smiled, a genuine soul-searing smile that she’d rarely glimpsed in the hundreds of photos she’d seen in magazines, and then with a nod to them both he walked toward the stage that had been set up for him.
At her side, Daidí was silent as they walked to the table at the front of the ballroom where she was to sit like a regent holding court. For all of her father’s suggestions that she mingle with those her own age, he still set her apart. Soon, his colleagues would come and give her gifts. Shayla would arrive and catalogue them, and Daidí would nod approvingly. Everyone would pretend that the people her own age who did approach her did so by their own choice. All the while, she would watch Creed sing for her as if private concerts from global celebrities was her due.
“He’s like you,” Daidí whispered as he seated her at the birthday table. It was a question as much as a statement.
Lily nodded.
On stage, Creed inserted a little earpiece into his ear and nodded at the man who was stationed to the side at a complex looking control board. Creed felt more familiar now, like the unapproachable rockstar in her fantasies. He was safer now that he was at a distance.
“I thought as much from the way you studied him in those journals,” Daidí said with a satisfied tone that made her glance his way.
She caught her father’s hand as he started to turn away. When she tugged him down beside her, he didn’t resist. She kissed his cheek as an excited daughter should and assured him, “I admitted nothing. I never have to anyone.”
“You can with him,” he said.
When Daidí straightened again, she knew that her father had his people thoroughly investigate Creed. No one was admitted to Abernathy Estates without thorough background searches.
As Creed started the opening chords to “Deadly Girl,” his eyes were fixed steadfastly on her and her father. She could feel his words like a lure.
Air. Creed Morrison’s affinity was air.
The articles she’d read all explained that fae-blood were typically associated with one element. Those of purer fae lines had a second. True fae had two or sometimes three. Nothing explained why she had four, and she’d never met another fae-blood she could ask.
Here, though, was one in her home.
The music covered Daidí’s words as he told her, “I want you to talk to him. If he doesn’t give you his contact information, I’ll have Shayla get it for you. You need to know more of your people. That’s why I brought him here.”
Lily glanced from her father to Creed and back again.
“Happy birthday, Lilywhite,” Daidí said.
The real present wasn’t the party, or the jewelry, or even the concert. Her father had delivered Creed Morrison to her like a gift. All he needed was a bow.
Lily reached out and touched his wrist. She wanted to deny everything, but she couldn’t lie again. Not to him, not right now. Creed reached out and covered her hand with his.
She wasn’t sure how long they stood like that—or how long they would’ve stayed that way, but Daidí walked over and held out his hand to her. “Lilywhite.”
She moved to him obediently, grateful for the familiarity of being at his side at a party, grateful to have a routine to fall into instead of whatever was happening with Creed.
Daidí extended a hand to the boy, who accepted it easily.
“Mr. Abernathy,” he greeted, shaking Daidí’s hand briefly. “I’m glad I made an exception to my manager’s rules to be here to sing for Lilywhite.”
Daidí’s stiff expression flickered briefly to amusement at the reminder that Creed was there as a favor and a very expensive one no doubt. “My daughter likes your music, and there is nothing in this world I wouldn’t do for her happiness—or for her safety.”
Creed nodded, acknowledging the warning implicit in Daidí’s voice, and glanced at her again. “Any particular songs you want to hear, Miss Abernathy?”
The titles of Creed’s songs, some of which she’d listened to until she could pick them out after only a few notes, all fled her mind. “Surprise me.”
“Haven’t I already?”
Her eyes widened just enough that Lily was glad Daidí was frowning at Creed instead of scrutinizing her.
Creed smiled, a genuine soul-searing smile that she’d rarely glimpsed in the hundreds of photos she’d seen in magazines, and then with a nod to them both he walked toward the stage that had been set up for him.
At her side, Daidí was silent as they walked to the table at the front of the ballroom where she was to sit like a regent holding court. For all of her father’s suggestions that she mingle with those her own age, he still set her apart. Soon, his colleagues would come and give her gifts. Shayla would arrive and catalogue them, and Daidí would nod approvingly. Everyone would pretend that the people her own age who did approach her did so by their own choice. All the while, she would watch Creed sing for her as if private concerts from global celebrities was her due.
“He’s like you,” Daidí whispered as he seated her at the birthday table. It was a question as much as a statement.
Lily nodded.
On stage, Creed inserted a little earpiece into his ear and nodded at the man who was stationed to the side at a complex looking control board. Creed felt more familiar now, like the unapproachable rockstar in her fantasies. He was safer now that he was at a distance.
“I thought as much from the way you studied him in those journals,” Daidí said with a satisfied tone that made her glance his way.
She caught her father’s hand as he started to turn away. When she tugged him down beside her, he didn’t resist. She kissed his cheek as an excited daughter should and assured him, “I admitted nothing. I never have to anyone.”
“You can with him,” he said.
When Daidí straightened again, she knew that her father had his people thoroughly investigate Creed. No one was admitted to Abernathy Estates without thorough background searches.
As Creed started the opening chords to “Deadly Girl,” his eyes were fixed steadfastly on her and her father. She could feel his words like a lure.
Air. Creed Morrison’s affinity was air.
The articles she’d read all explained that fae-blood were typically associated with one element. Those of purer fae lines had a second. True fae had two or sometimes three. Nothing explained why she had four, and she’d never met another fae-blood she could ask.
Here, though, was one in her home.
The music covered Daidí’s words as he told her, “I want you to talk to him. If he doesn’t give you his contact information, I’ll have Shayla get it for you. You need to know more of your people. That’s why I brought him here.”
Lily glanced from her father to Creed and back again.
“Happy birthday, Lilywhite,” Daidí said.
The real present wasn’t the party, or the jewelry, or even the concert. Her father had delivered Creed Morrison to her like a gift. All he needed was a bow.
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Book Review: Seven Black Diamonds by Melissa Marr
Author: Melissa Marr
Reading Level: Young Adult
Genre: Fantasy
Released: March 1st 2016
Review Source: HarperCollins
This riveting fantasy marks Melissa Marr’s return to the world of faery courts that made her Wicked Lovely series an international phenomenon.
Lilywhite Abernathy is a criminal—she’s half human, half fae, and since the time before she was born, a war has been raging between humans and faeries. The Queen of Blood and Rage, ruler of the fae courts, wants to avenge the tragic death of her heir due to the actions of reckless humans.
Lily’s father has always shielded her, but when she’s sent to the prestigious St. Columba’s school, she’s delivered straight into the arms of a fae sleeper cell—the Black Diamonds. The Diamonds are planted in the human world as the sons and daughters of the most influential families and tasked with destroying it from within. Against her will, Lilywhite’s been chosen to join them...and even the romantic attention of the fae rock singer Creed Morrison isn’t enough to keep Lily from wanting to run back to the familiar world she knows.
Melissa Marr returns to faery in a dramatic story of the precarious space between two worlds and the people who must thrive there. The combination of ethereal fae powers, tumultuous romance, and a bloodthirsty faery queen will have longtime fans and new readers at the edge of their seats.
Seven Black Diamond is an interesting story with a world full of craziness. There is so much to read about and learn. Yes, the concept was interesting but for me, it wasn't executed well. There were so many things explained and so many characters to keep up. There were so many confusion parts and I really didn't get to enjoy the world. The only person that I really cared for was Lily. Her POVs kept me alive and moving. The others, not so much. I even started to skimmed through them. This may be good for many of you but I was overwhelmed with the information.
Book Review: Made For You by Melissa Marr
Made For YouAuthor: Melissa Marr
Reading Level: Young Adult
Genre: Mystery
Released: March 26th 2015
Review Source: HarperCollins UK | Netgalley
When Eva Tilling wakes up in the hospital, she’s confused—who in her sleepy little North Carolina town could have hit her with their car? And why? But before she can consider the question, she finds that she’s awoken with a strange new skill: the ability to foresee people’s deaths when they touch her. While she is recovering from the hit-and-run, Nate, an old flame, reappears, and the two must traverse their rocky past as they figure out how to use Eva’s power to keep her friends—and themselves—alive. But while Eva and Nate grow closer, the killer grows increasingly frantic in his attempt to get to Eva.
For the first time, New York Times bestselling author Melissa Marr has applied her extraordinary talent to contemporary realism. Chilling twists, unrequited obsession, and high-stakes romance drive this Gothic, racy thriller—a story of small-town oppression and salvation. Melissa’s fans, and every YA reader, will find its wild ride enthralling.
This book wasn't as I expected, but ended being a thrilling read which gets your heart and natural curiosity going. We got to see point of views from both Judge's and Eva: the innocent victim and the one terrorizing her. It was beyond interesting that one second we were reading an innocent victim's point of view then the next second were diving into a completely different point of view. The point of view of a person who's completely and utterly transfixed on Eva. I must say, I've never read a book with this nature and got the psychopaths's point of view. I loved getting inside Judge's head and found out how he thought, felt, how his mind worked and finding out reasoning behind the utterly psychotic things they did.
"When the car hit Eva, the thump of her body was louder than I expected. It reminded me more of hitting a deer than a possum. I’m not sure why I was surprised."
That was one of the first glimpse we got into Judges head. My first thoughts were "what an absolute nutter". He was completely and utterly out of the right mind. Well and truly nutters with definitely more than a few screws loose in his head. But it only captivated my attention that little bit more. He is crazy, and nobody could seem to figure out who Judge was, when or if he was going to strike again, and who would be his next victim, and that made him dangerous. More dangerous than he already was.
Made For You had a realistic contemporary feel but there was still was a touch of the uncanny with Eva’s “death visions”. For some unknown reason, after Eva's accident, she was prone to seeing how people died. Whenever somebody touched Eva's skin, their death would run through Eva's head like an unwanted thought. She couldn't control, prevent or stop them. While I didn't think it totally fit into the story, it was a crucial plot point which gave it the perfect conclusion.
But it wasn't only the thrilling aspect which made this such a good novel, but also the characters and romance. Though the romance was only slight, and not a dominating part in the novel, there was a perfect balance of it. That Eva was a likable character was a very favourable trait also. Because of Eva's death visions, she sees and knows things nobody else does, yet she doesn't hide things. She communicates, doesn't withhold secrets and doesn't dive head first into danger. She was a logical character and I appreciated that so much.
To clarify: before I found out which gender Judge was, I always thought of him to be male, which is why I'm using that context here. Not as a potential spoiler, but it's surprisingly hard to write a review regarding a person and not say he, his etc.
Top Ten Tuesday: Top Ten Books I'm Looking Forward To In 2015
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Top Ten Books I'm Looking Forward To In 2015
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