Okay, so, I started Doon and immediately got swept up in the fantasy of Doon and the story of the bridge. I was so excited to see how Kenna and Vee entered Doon and how they were thought to be witches. Jamie was disappointing at first, but I get--kinda--why he was the way he was. A lot of pressur...
Too short and rushed!The author had such a beautiful idea with this book but I think it fell seriously short. Everything just happened with no struggle and with outlandish and super cheesy coincidences that made me want to throw my kindle across the room. I think this book needs to be seriously e...
I am...16 pages into this book and have had to put it down a few times because I felt braincells dying. Really? Really, this book is reviewed so well! But I find the writing to be expected of a 15 year old (is the writer 15?) and 16 pages in she cant even speak because she's so enamored with a gu...
I'll start this off by saying that I really loved Doon. I loved it so much that I picked up this book immediately after finishing the first one. I'm not saying these books are hard-hitting literature.. But they are just incredibly light and enjoyable.Doon ended with Veronica and MacKenna going th...
In a flash of nightmarish déjà vu, I watched as her hair lightened to a golden blonde and grew like Play-Doh out of her skull and down her back. My assistant’s rounded cheeks sharpened, and the skin of her face pulled tight over high cheekbones, her nose thinning and elongating. She arched her ba...
After what seems like forever, the sound diminishes but is still persistently annoying enough that I follow it through the Fosters’ house. Staggering to the front door, I fumble with the lock before throwing it wide as a delicious blast of cool air washes over me. Gabriel stands on the other side...
Sometimes he hung in the air until he had to beat on it with his fist. They don’t want me to land, Peter thought. But he could not say who “they” were. With great effort, he touched down in a glade. At his feet, lay Wendy, a mass of blonde curls in a nightdress and as still as the grave. “She is ...
It couldn’t be. My Jamie was gone. Fergus had watched him hang. No way the witch let him survive. Fury contorted my attacker’s face and his muscles tensed to run me through. I jerked back and brought my knee up hard, but he twisted away. His lips curled in a dark smirk tha...