HOLY FREAKING BOUNCING RUSTY KETTLE BAOh my God. Oh. My. God.
I... I just... I don't even know where to begin.
EDIT: Okay, NOW I know where to begin.
HOLY FREAKING BOUNCING RUSTY KETTLE BALLS OF HELL.
Where did my brains go? I'm not sure, Michelle Hodkin must have replaced them.
THE EVOLUTION OF MARA DYER is a dark, twisted, elegant, daring, imaginative, gripping read that will have you run through so many different emotions so fast, you'll wonder how your heart can take it.
Trust me, it can.
Right where UNBECOMING leaves off, EVOLUTION picks up with a rough shake of the shoulders, and tosses us with Mara into a taste of a mental unit. White walls, white sheets, needles and wires and meds and-
Wait a minute. Do you remember what happened at the end of the last book?
Mara had been screaming, freaking out because she saw JUDE. Yes, Jude, the boy who was supposed to have died. Jude, the boy who, for reasons soon to be revealed, wanted to torture Mara, make her suffer in a sick, sadistic way.
I'll give you a hint- trust the blood.
Under the constant current of her unstable, untrustworthy mind, we have a deeply romantic, heartbreakingly beautiful love story that reminds me of what I would imagine two serial killers would express in their love. It's strong, but so dark you wonder how it survives in the light of Miami. Noah and Mara thrive like vines crushing a tree, drawing life from it until it withers and dies, and yet they continue to survive in a perpetual bubble, suspended in a reality all on their own.
Noah, ohhhhhhh Noah. I'm in love, LOVE I tell you. He is the opposite of my insane attraction of Jem of Clockwork Prince. He is dark and corrupt, and human and broken, and it blows my mind away reading him. The love he offers to Mara, the level of persistence and dedication he pours out of himself for her to see, it overwhelms me in a way I can't even begin to explain coherently. Many girls wish for a 'book boyfriend' to be real, like Jem or Harry or Jace. But me? I wish for a Noah, because Noah is frighteningly human despite his abnormality of a gift he has. He's searching for a fight he can't win to feel alive, and in a wild and twisted way of love, he's found it in dysfunctional Mara.
Then there's Mara, and her surrounding family. Mara herself as the narrator of this story, is frightening. As a reader, you don't know what to trust from her words. Did she really see the blood on the wall? The dead cat? Was Jude there at all? You have to grasp and come to terms that, when you read the Mara Dyer series, you must trust everything and nothing in the same breath.
Throughout the whole series, you juggle the notion that this whole thing could come to a wild, unseen end with her having made the whole thing up, all a product of her mind. Then you wonder if it is all real, and if that's true, what becomes of them in the end and where and why their family histories wrap Noah and Mara so tightly together. The theories run endless in this book, and I'm sure that's exactly how Michelle Hodkin wants it; she wants you to have no idea where its going to go. She doesn't make it clear if it's a true paranormal book, or a mystery-thriller, or a psychological mind-twister bending you into a pretzel before turning you to mush. You just don't know.
You have GOT to be kidding. So many emotions. JENNIFER HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME. No, just no. NO. You do NOT get to make Daemon say he loves Katy andYou have GOT to be kidding. So many emotions. JENNIFER HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME. No, just no. NO. You do NOT get to make Daemon say he loves Katy and then she- she- SON OF A WITCH. ...more
I had an absolute BLAST writing this. Jumping back into Essallie's world, mingling with Kayden and newcomer Ari, it's been one heck of a rush, and I'mI had an absolute BLAST writing this. Jumping back into Essallie's world, mingling with Kayden and newcomer Ari, it's been one heck of a rush, and I'm so excited you all finally have a chance to read it too! And with that, I'll leave a little quote taken from the final copy of Obumbrate.
"And one more thing. Do be careful." Her voice sounded almost resembled something of sympathy and genuine concern. "When it comes to the race of Nephilim, the world reacts in two ways. None will take kindly to your angelic blood; there will be those who will seek to harvest your blood for their own gain. Others will want you dead, no matter the cost."
Wariness crept over my skin. "Why would you tell me this?"
"Because one of the last Nephilim was killed at the hands of a madwoman. A woman who tried to harvest the blood of Nephilim to create the perfect race." ...more
It's been years since The Amulet of Samarkand was published, years since I found it in my Scholastic event inside the library at my Middle School. AtIt's been years since The Amulet of Samarkand was published, years since I found it in my Scholastic event inside the library at my Middle School. At the time, I had bought the book because the author's name was spelled the same way as my current crush. I thought to myself, "Hey, good conversation piece for next time I run into him!" While the book didn't bring us any close (and trust me, it was for the better) when I finally got around to reading it, I was hooked!
The first book in the Bartimaeus Trilogy follows a young, naive, semi-traumatized little boy named Nathaniel. Prior to reading this book, I've never actually read anything with a male POV outside of Harry Potter. Nathaniel is nothing like Harry- he's headstrong straight out of the gate, sticks his foot in his mouth so many times you begin to feel bad for him, and any chance of being a well-rounded boy is cut short by his brooding master, Arthur. The book brings you to speed on Nathaniel's crummy life within the first few chapters, half bouncing between present and past to paint the full picture.
The second, and more main character than Nathaniel, is Bartimaeus. First, let me say that Bartimaeus, in my opinion, is far hotter than any vampire/ghos/werewolf guy on the reading market right now. He's rude, bitter, snarky, witty, can change into any shape or form, and even though he doesn't like most of the things he is told to do, he finishes them with zest and without having to be naked or missing a shirt the whole time like all these other honchos do. Bartimaeus is a djinn, or a genie of sorts, and slightly more powerful than your average one, but nothing spectacular. Summoned by Nathaniel, he is first only told to hide a valuable Nathaniel stole to ruffle the feathers of another magician who upset him. But soon Bartimaeus and Nathaniel are both swept into uncovering a huge mystery that could end up killing all of the magicians in London, if not more, if they don't stop it!
This books is currently the only book I know that jumps between 3rd POV Past and 1st POV Past, each one dedicated to a character. When I first noticed it, I thought it might deter from the book, but once again it goes to show that if the story is good and draws you in you hardly notice the POVs in the book. The author's writing style is elegant in a way, using larger words and adding detail into places most books skip nowadays. As an author myself, I'm so impressed with Stroud's writing that I aspire to write at least one work like his someday.
If you're still on the fence with this book, don't be. Pick it up, gobble it down, and move onto the next two with speed. This is one series I'm sure you'll want to read again and again....more