I am giving this review for author Heather Hildenbrand and Mark My Words. This is book 1 of the 4 book series by the author.Tara Godfrey is a typical school girl until she learns that her goosebumps that she gets is a warning sign that something is close by. Wesley St. John knows all about the co...
I loved the first book in this series and I am totally impressed by how the author continues with this book. Let me state this to begin with - - you MUST MUST MUST read the first book of the series (Dirty Blood) before you read this book!!!The first book (Dirty Blood) ends with Tara being expelle...
Such a good read! This entire series surprised me considering most free kindle downloads are poor. I read the first in one sitting, and the same goes for the second and now this one! I couldn't put it down and now I don't know what I'm going to do with myself until book 4 comes out! Tara develops...
I really wanted to LOVE this book. But it ended being an okay read for me. Maybe it was because I for reason was annoyed by Ven at the beginning. Sure I liked her better as the story moved along. But at the beginning, I don't know, she just felt weak. Don't get me wrong, there are weak MC's that ...
Behind me, Gordon snapped out of his dozing. “What’s going on?” I asked, rubbing at the spot on my chest where the belt had cut in. In front of me, Mr. Lexington was busy offering calming words to Astor, who wasn’t hearing any of it. He gripped his bright-green Slurpee cup in tight fingers, his ...
Someone had removed all but the first six rows of seats, leaving the rest of the space free for transporting creatures much more animal than human. Creatures no longer a part of our group. I swallowed a whine. Once on board, I walked directly to the farthest dark corner and curled into it. George...
When that doesn’t work, I channel Taylor. Then I pick up my phone. Obadiah picks up on the third ring. “Hello?” He is breathless with laughter. Jealousy pings in my chest for whatever carefree moment he’s cultivated. I haven’t experienced a single one since leaving Twig City—and even then. “It’s ...
Titus barks, jarring me awake the next morning. He is cross. I know it before I’ve opened my eyes but there is more proof in his expression. He stands over my bed with drawn eyebrows and fisted hands. I shrink back into the mattress and clutch the sheet. Somewhere in my mind, I know that he will ...
After our little tiff about Jordan’s ridiculously prejudiced comments regarding small town folks, I was sure she was going to storm out. Hell, at one point, I considered doing the same. I recognized bitterness when I heard it, though, so I let it go. Chalked it up to a bad experience. Obviously s...