When her ex writes a break-up song about her that rockets up the charts, Audrey is suddenly famous--she can't go out without being mobbed by fans and paparazzi. Readers can take a wild ride with Audrey as she makes headlines, confronts her ex on MTV, and shows the world who she really is. It's the song everyone's singing. And it's about her! But for Audrey, becoming famous overnight equals total, life-changing disaster.
The Nutshell: Overall, I did enjoy Audrey, Wait! but I didn’t enjoy it quite as much as all the hype would lead me to think. If you’re looking for a quick, fun read though, this will definitely fit the bill.
The year is 2009. Nineteen-year-old Jackson Meyer is a normal guy -- he's in college, has a girlfriend...and he can travel back through time. But it's not like the movies -- nothing changes in the present after his jumps, there's no space-time continuum issues or broken flux capacitors -- it's just harmless fun.
That is, until the day strangers burst in on Jackson and his girlfriend, Holly, and during a struggle with Jackson, Holly is fatally shot. In his panic, Jackson accidentally jumps back two years to 2007, but this is not like his previous time jumps. Now he's stuck in 2007 and can't get back to the future.
Desperate to somehow return to 2009 to save Holly but unable to return to his rightful year, Jackson settles into 2007, learns what he can about his abilities, and meets Holly for the first time...again. Soon he discovers that nothing about his life is what is appears to be, including his own father.
But it's not long before the people who shot Holly in 2009 come looking for Jackson in the past, and these "Enemies of Time" will stop at nothing to recruit this powerful young time traveler. Recruit...or kill him.
Piecing together the clues about his father, the Enemies of Time, and himself, Jackson must decide how far he's willing to go to save Holly...and possibly the entire world.
The Nutshell: Tempest will keep you on the edge of your seat with the action as well as the mystery. The time traveling here is a totally new (and might I say AWESOME) compared to anything else you’ve ever heard about the subject. I love that among all the action and intrigue Cross still slipped in sweet moments here and there that even had me crying at one point. This book has everything from conspiracies to romance to a touch of scifi, so I’d say there’s a little bit of something in there for everyone.
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| My cozy corner of the bed with my friend, Jefferson |
1. My bed
I actually only read in bed at night. I'm not sure why, but it feels weird to me to sit in bed at any time of the day other than nighttime so this one is reserved specifically for bed time. Although, if the book is good enough, actually bed time ends up being hours after I get in bed :P
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| She's quite the ham. |
2. The couch
For some reason it's never just reading when I'm on the couch. Maybe because it's slightly uncomfortable. No matter the reason, when I read on the couch the tv is usually on or my computer is in my lap. No, it's not really productive, but I enjoy multitasking.
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| Don't judge the pattern, it was cheap. |
3. The papasan
This chair is the bomb for reading, especially if you're in for a good nap too (as my dog always seems to be).
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| Top: reading room. Bottom: whole library, all glass |
4. The library
There's just something about being surrounded by all those books and bookish people that makes it a perfectly lovely reading spot. Plus, my library has everything from cozy nooks to this super-cool glass atrium.
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| Coffee shop of choice. It's literally a 60 second walk away |
5. Coffee Shops
Most have that cozy feeling and they stay nice and hushed without feeling like staying quiet is a rule. Plus, the smell of coffee doesn't hurt.
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| Gas Works Park. Plenty of grass & sun |
6. Outside on a sunny day
I don't care if it's sitting on a park bench or lying on a blanket in the grass anywhere will do just fine as long as the sun is beating down on me. I'm kind of like a lizard when it comes to soaking up the rays :P
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| Tea + Book = Perfect |
7. Curled up with cocoa or tea on a cold day
Not to be outdone by sunny days, nice rainy or snowy days are good for curling up somewhere with a blanket, a warm fuzzy friend, and a nice warm beverage.
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| The makings of a good road trip |
8. In the car
Not while I'm driving, of course (most of the time), but if anyone else happens to be in the driver's seat I tend to get plenty of reading done. I think it helps to not own any sort of 3G device so the car makes for a nice distraction-free zone.
Seventeen-year-old Sadie is in love: epic, heartfelt, and utterly one-sided. The object of her obsession -- ahem, affection -- is her best friend, Garrett Delaney. For two long, painful years, Sadie has been Garrett's constant companion, sharing his taste in everything from tragic Russian literature to '80s indie rock -- all to no avail. But when Garrett leaves for a summer literary retreat, Sadie is sure that the absence will make his heart grow fonder -- until he calls to say he's fallen in love. With some other girl! A heartbroken Sadie realizes that she's finally had enough. It's time for a total Garrett detox!
Aided by a barista job, an eclectic crew of new friends (including hunky chef, Josh), and a customized self-help guide, Sadie embarks on a summer of personal reinvention full of laughter, martifying meltdowns, and a double shot of love.
Pearl is a sixteen-year-old vampire...fond of blood, allergic to sunlight, and mostly evil...until the night a sparkly unicorn stabs her through the heart with his horn. Oops.
Her family thinks she was attacked by a vampire hunter (because, obviously, unicorns don't exist), and they're shocked she survived. They're even more shocked when Pearl discovers she can now withstand the sun. But they quickly find a way to make use of her new talent. The Vampire King of New England has chosen Pearl's family to host his feast. If Pearl enrolls in high school, she can make lots of human friends and lure them to the King's feast -- as the entrees.
The only problem? Pearl's starting to feel the twinges of a conscience. How can she serve up her new friends--especially the cute guy that makes her fangs ache--to be slaughtered? Then again, she's definitely dead if she lets down her family. What's a sunlight-loving vamp to do?
After the drama of finding out that she's a Stork, a member of an ancient and mystical order of women, and that her boyfriend, Jack, is a descendent of the Winter People able to control the weather, Katla LeBlanc is delighted when all signs point to a busy and peaceful Christmas. That is, until the snowstorm Jack summons as a gift to Katla turns into the storm of the century, attracting Brigid, a gorgeous scientist who, in turn, attracts Jack. Between the school play, a bedridden pregnant mother's to-do lists, and keeping an eye on her aging grandfather, Katla doesn't have time to question Brigid's motives or deal with Jack's increasingly cold behavior. But Katla's suspicions mont when Jack joins Brigid on a research expedition to Greenland, and when the two of them go missing, it becomes clear that Katla is the only one who can save her beloved Jack from the Snow Queen who holds him prisoner.
Ethan Wate thought he was getting used to the strange, impossible events happening in Gatlin, his small Southern town. But now Ethan and Lena have returned home, strange and impossible have taken on new meanings. Swarms of locusts, record-breaking heat, and devastating storms ravage Gatlin as Ethan and Lena struggle to understand the impact of Lena's Claiming. Even Lena's family of powerful Supernaturals is affected--and their abilities begin to dangerously misfire. As time passes, one question becomes clear: What--or who--will need to be sacrificed to save Gatlin?
For Ethan, the chaos is a frightening but welcome distraction. He's being haunted in his dreams again, nbut this time it isn't Lena--and whatever is haunting him is following him out of his dreams and into his everyday life. Even worse, Ethan is gradually losing pieces of himself--forgetting names, phone numbers, even memories. He doesn't know why, and most days he's too afraid to ask.
Sometimes there isn't just one answer or one choice. Sometimes there's no going back. And this time there won't be a happy ending.
PLEASE READ THIS! MY LIFE DEPENDS ON IT! Okay, maybe that was a bit melodramatic, but I’m sorry, I’m feeling a bit melodramatic at the moment. Here’s the deal. My name is Brooklyn Pierce, I’m fifteen years old, and I am decisionally challenged. Seriously, I can’t remember the last good decision I made. I can remember plenty of crappy ones though. Including that party I threw when my parents were out of town that accidentally burned down a model home. Yeah, not my finest moment, for sure. But see, that’s why I started a blog. To enlist readers to make my decisions for me. That’s right. I gave up. Threw in the towel. I let someone else be the one to decide which book I read for English. Or whether or not I accepted an invitation to join the debate team from that cute-in-a-dorky-sort-of-way guy who gave me the Heimlich Maneuver in the cafeteria. (Note to self: Chew the melon before swallowing it.) I even let them decide who I dated! Well, it turns out there are some things in life you simply can’t choose or have chosen for you—like who you fall in love with. And now everything’s more screwed up than ever. But don’t take my word for it, read the book and decide for yourself. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll scream in frustration. Or maybe that’s just me. After all, it’s my life.
Mara Dyer doesn't think life can get any stranger than waking up in a hospital with no memory of how she got there.
It can.
She believes there must be more to the accident she can't remember that killed her friends and left her mysteriously unharmed.
There is.
She doesn't believe that after everything she's been through, she can fall in love.
She's wrong.
Oh my gosh, that ending! I would've given my right arm (so long as they returned it once I was finished) to read Pandemonium when I turned the last page of Delirium. That was one serious cliffhanger of an ending and had me dying for more.
