Amazing. Really changed the way I thought about life and religion. Although this isn't Frey's best work, it is an interesting story. I always be a James Frey fan!
Read it Iona. Loved it. And you. I enjoyed this book...that's all I have to say about that.
Blasphemous it may seem to many but I am simply weirded out. Being a no.1 Frey fan regardless of facts, I can assure you that this does not fail to keep you up all night as well. The story line, being slightly ridiculous towards the ending ironically started off as quite an eye opener. That going...
How I Came To Read This Book: I've literally had this book in my to read pile for upwards of three years. I think it deserves an award for sticking it out for so long - and so does my friend Sarah, for lending it to me. I do a roulette to choose my books, hence why this one was passed over so lon...
This thrilling digital prequel novella to Endgame: The Calling follows the lives of four of the twelve Players before they were chosen as the one to save their ancient bloodline—and win Endgame.Before the Calling . . .Marcus must choose between friendship and destiny. Chiyoko fights for what’s he...
Her head lolls to the side. The time on her digital clock: 5:24. She makes a note of it. These are heavy numbers now. Significant. She imagines it is the same for those who ascribe meaning to numbers like 11:03 or 9:11 or 7:07. For the rest of her life she will see these numbers, 5:24, and for th...
He cannot remember a time before the boredom. School is boring. Girls are boring. Football is boring. Especially when his team, his favorite team, Fenerbahçe, is losing, as they are now, to Manisaspor. Marcus sneers at the TV in his small, undecorated room. He is slouched in a plush black leather...
“You can’t enter,” he said in heavily accented English. “Sie können hier nicht reinkommen.” “I will only be a minute,” I said. “But sir, it’s not safe. Sie sind in Gefahr. Achtung!” “I’ll be right back,” I said, pushing past him. “Sir!” he called after me. “Sir!” I turned a corner and raced up th...
He cannot remember a time before the boredom. School is boring. Girls are boring. Football is boring. Especially when his team, his favorite team, Fenerbahçe, is losing, as they are now, to Manisaspor.Marcus sneers at the TV in his small, undecorated room. He is slouched in a plush black leather ...
It’s like some cheesy movie cliché—it’s like every cheesy movie cliché. Their eyes meet across a crowded room. His heart skips a beat. Fireworks explode. The earth shakes. He hears music, smells flowers, sizzles with a lightning bolt of love. The girl is lithe and lovely, whirling to the techno s...
She is cross-legged. A small fire burns behind her. A skinned rabbit roasts on a spit. The sniper rifle rests across her thighs. She closes her eyes and meditates on the images on the wall, just as she has every day since arriving. She wonders if this is what her father did. And for how long. And...