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The Gift of You – A Poem

It seems like another lifetime[image error]

when I wished for you.

I remember that Christmas

where I sat alone after

spending time with my family.

My apartment was dark

except for the Christmas lights

that shone in the dark like

a thousand little stars.

My body was still healing,

still unknown to me,

I had yet to find my light again.

Though I should have been overjoyed

after receiving so many gifts,

I lamented what I didn’t have.

Turning inward, I tried to feel

my way along every crevice,

every hill and valley inside of me.

I tried to come to terms with

what my life was like now,

my body that held me so tightly

that I often found myself short of breath.

I ran a finger along my skin,

trying to see if I could feel

that which no one could see.

I looked into the lights,

shining like so many stars,

and imagined them as candles

burning brightly in the night sky.

I let out a deep breath and said:

“I wish for someone to love me as I am. I wish for someone to love me completely.”

I closed my eyes and imagined

that I could feel the stars

gently caressing my eyelids.

With my eyes closed,

the room seemed to grow brighter

as if giving me an answer to my wish.

Months later, when we met,

I remember the light that shone

above your head, as if you had a halo.

I was reminded of those Christmas lights,

shining like multi-coloured stars.

It was as if the light was telling me

that it was granting my wish,

as if it were giving me the gift of you.

Every time you ask me what I want

as a gift, I am befuddled.

I already have everything that I could need,

because I have you.

You truly are the greatest gift,

for you love all of me beyond all imagination.

My only hope is that you know

how much I value you,

how much I love you

and how thankful I am

that my wish was granted.

The Brightest Light – A Poem

I am walking in the dark.[image error]

The air is so crisp that

my breath forms clouds in the sky.

They float away from my lips,

word shaped and almost translucent.

Watching them fly above me,

I watch as light from the stars

shine within them. Words like

joy, hope, celebration. Words like

togetherness, family, kindness and cheer.

I watch as the words disappear

into the velvety darkness of the sky

which is broken only

by the smallest pinpricks of light.

As I make my way over the ground,

everything sounds like music:

the crunch of my feet on the snow,

the soft sound of the wind swirling

around my face, the soft tinkling of

icicles dancing in the cold Winter wind.

It is as if the world itself is an orchestra,

and I am its audience. As I walk on,

I begin to notice a light bright enough

almost pulsing along the snow.

It creates shadows that move and shift

almost as if the light is trying

to chase the shadows away.

I follow the shadows to the source

of the light and watch as a brilliant star

shines in the sky. I feel a lessening

of the darkness in the world around me

as the daylight returns, oh so slowly.

I look deeper into the star above me

and within it, I see a wheel turning

at its centre. The wheel turns slowly

and I realize that the pulse of the star

and the shadows that move

across the snow follow that pulse,

that movement. It is as if the star

is the sun and the moon combined,

and the veil between the night and the day

are growing thinner and the darkness

is letting light through. I stand there

beneath the star that is also

the sun and the moon at once and

I feel its light move over me,

filling me with warmth and joy.

I am filled with hope for the light

is beginning to return. The wheel

of the year is about to take

its last rotation. There is a hum in the air

that joins the natural orchestra

that plays around me. The light begins

to grow even brighter, even more

beautiful than it was before,

shedding light in all of the shadows

around me so that all I can see is light.

Above me, the wheel that contains

the stars, the sun and the moon

shines down upon me. A small piece

detaches itself from the wheel

and falls down toward me.

I hold out my hand and the star

rests in my palm, warm to the touch

and shining with the brightest light.

Another year is at its close

and within my hand,

I hold a beginning.

The Best Books of 2016

It’s that time of year again!

The holidays mean I finally get to reveal the ten books that I loved most this year. I’ve ready 80 books (and counting) this year, so picking just ten out of the list was quite difficult. There were some obvious ones for me (Harry Potter, anyone?) but a few of these book really surprised me.

Now the usual rules apply: to be on the list, the book had to be published within the year and my list covers all genres. Okay, all set? Let’s go!

[image error]10- City of Mirrors by Justin Cronin

I feel like I waited half my life to finally be able to read this book. In reality, it was only a few years between The Twelve and The City of Mirrors. It felt like forever though, because Cronin’s characters lived on inside me. I didn’t just read the story in The Passage and The Twelve. I breathed it in.

Was it worth the wait? God, yes! It fulfilled every dream and every hope of Justin Cronin’s epic vampire trilogy. It even surpassed my expectations of what would happen and what Cronin could do. I hoped that the novel would be good, that it would be an epic ending to a trilogy that had me enthralled.

I was not disappointed. Does Amy save the world? Do all of the people we know and love survive? You’ll have to read it to find out. In the meantime, here’s the review that I wrote:

https://jamiesonwolfauthor.wordpress.com/2016/03/24/the-city-of-mirrors-by-justin-cronin-a-book-review/

[image error]9- The Finding of Martha Lost by Caroline Wallace

I’m always amazed at how Smailes can make the ordinary extraordinary. Writing under the name of Caroline Wallace, Carline has penned what is quite simply a piece of magic upon the page.

It’s 1976 and Martha Lost is a foundling with no idea of how her story begins. She has never left Lime Street Station and has no idea what the world outside the walls of the station are like. However, when someone starts writing her letters, it slowly brings her out of her shell so that she can finally spread her wings.

Smailes is known for creating characters that are so real they live off of the page and in our hearts. I was moved many times while reading this book (three times: once in hardcover, once in ebook and a third in audio) and I urge everyone to tall under the spell of Martha.

Read my review here: https://jamiesonwolfauthor.wordpress.com/2016/04/01/the-finding-of-martha-lost-by-caroline-wallace-a-book-review/

[image error]8- Life in the ‘Cosm by Cait Gordon

This isn’t your typical boy meets girl story.

Virj Ofreesin is writing a fantasy novel. In it, the girl he loves is in love with him but can’t have him. In reality, she is actually part of the Dwa species, two sharing one body, able to spend eternity with their soul mate.

Though everyone from his gay dads to his sentient daisy Sonny and his Ovum, Splot, tells him that it will never happen, Virj isn’t one to give up on his hearts desire. He had loved Frayda for three years. He won’t stop loving her just because everyone else is telling him that it can’t happen. The heart knows no limitations.

Then he meets Noola. She’s annoying, constantly chipper, a total klutz and dresses in eye watering sparkly clothing. She is also living in the same complex as Virg and happens to be the new editor at his office. Virj wonders how his life could get any worse.

When he learns that the Dwa Frayda and Jobie are ill, he agrees to fly to a planet in the middle of a war zone to retrieve a mystical plant that only grows upon its soil. He is congratulating himself on his bravery…until Noola says that she is going with him.

Armed with his tablet and his thirst for sweets, Virj is a man on a mission.

Life in the ‘Cosm is an intergalactic joyride of epic proportions. Laugh out loud hilarious, touching, endearing and wonderful don’t do it enough justice. The book was a joy to read from start to finish. The characters were awesome and had so much depth to them. Yes, this is a sci-fi novel but one with heart, verve and warmth. I loved this book so very much and can’t wait for Virj and Noola’s next adventure!

[image error]7- A Walk in the Sun by Michelle Zink

I am constantly awed by Michelle Zink’s work. She has the ability to create a fantasy world that you want to live in, to make us believe in the power of magic, even pull us into the high stakes of con artists. It doesn’t matter what she writes, I am never disappointed. Her characters are so real, so life like, that they live within us.

In A Walk in the Sun, we are given the story of Rose Darrow. After her mother passes away, the running of their family farm falls to them as her father is too grief stricken to do much of anything. Normally full of life, Rose is feeling the effects of her mothers absence. She is lost within herself. She had plans, ideas of what she wanted to do with her life, but now she is aimless and lost.

Then she meets Bhodi Lowell, a man also trying to escape his life, but in a different way. He changed his name to leave his past behind, but the past has a way of catching up with us when we least expect it.

When the two of them meet, there are sparks and those sparks turn into fireworks. But can the two of them trust each other, and themselves?

I loved this book so much. It filled me with hope for the human spirit and left me with warm fuzzies. Simply gorgeous!

Read my review here: https://jamiesonwolfauthor.wordpress.com/2016/05/09/a-walk-in-the-sun-by-michelle-zink-a-book-review/

[image error]6- The Secret of Orchard Cottage by Alex Brown

Alex Brown has created the most lovely town of Tindledale. All the books in this series have been so well written, it’s as if you can go there and walk along its streets, go into its shops, stop into the Duck and Puddle for a pint. The town of Tindledale is as much a character as the people who live there.

After her husband passed away from Motor Neurone disease, April is at her wits and is unsure of what to do with herself. Her step daughter Nancy gives her the push to start living again. When April receives a birthday card from her great aunt Eddie who lives in Tindledale, April gives Nancy the push she needs to get out of her house and into her life.

There is a mystery around town, however. Eddie keeps referring to April as Winnie. The gossip around Tindledale is that Winnie ran off during the Second World War and had a baby with a married man. She was an officer with the First Aid Nursing Yeomanry, or FANY.

April decides to delve further into the mystery surrounding Eddies Orchard Cottage. What she doesn’t count is learning a bit about herself…

I wanted to hug this book. I’ve read it twice so far this year and will gladly and happily read it again as it’s a book you want to climb into and live within it.

Read my review here: https://jamiesonwolfauthor.wordpress.com/2016/06/09/the-secret-of-orchard-cottage-by-alex-brown-a-book-review/

[image error]5- Harry Potter and the Cursed Child by JK Rowling

Anyone who knows me well knows how much I love Harry Potter. So it’s really no surprise that this book ended up on my Best Books list.

You’ve probably all read it by now, but a quick recap: we rejoin Harry et all ten years later. Harry’s son Albus is sorted into Slytherin and sets off a chain of events no one is prepared for. With Harry struggling to keep the past in the past and Albus trying to figure out where he belongs, will everyone find their right place in the end?

Though it is the official eighth story and is considered canon, there was a lot of naysayers about this book. It’s the script for the play, so we’re not seeing everything as it would be on stage. We’re missing a crucial element that we’re used to: the magic.

However, it’s still Harry Potter. I can’t tell you what it was like being back in Hogwarts and following a new generation as they try to find their way in a world that’s so familiar and yet so unknown. It was like learning to breathe again.

I read this book (gleefully) three times and am currently reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (for the 1000th time). I will happily read The Cursed Child when I’m done.

[image error]4- End of Watch by Stephen King

What’s not to love about this book? End of Watch is the third and final book in the Bill Hodges trilogy (following Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers). I wondered how King was going to end this trilogy but I needn’t have worried.

Brady Hartsfield is in the Lakes Region Traumatic Brain Injury Clinic. He is a vegetable after the events of Mr. Mercedes and the blow to the head delivered by Holly Gibney, Bill Hodges erstwhile partner in Finders Keepers where they work as private detectives.

Yet, strange things are happening. Hartsfield is on a new medication that seems to have woken up part of his brain, the part that remains unused by a lot of people and allows Brady to do some amazing things.

Then people start to die and it’s up to Bill and Holly to stop Brady Hartfield before its too late…

I wasn’t sure about this book at first. Rather than stay with the detective genre like Mr. Mercedes and Finders Keepers, End of Watch combines the thriller with what King is known for, the supernatural.

In short, the book left me breathless and somehow, it just works so incredibly well. All I can say is Read. This. Book.

[image error]3- Faithful by Alice Hoffman

This book was a surprise for me. I love Hoffman’s work and have for years. However, I wasn’t expecting to connect with this book so much, to end up loving every word as if it were my journey. The book gets into you.

Shelby is a teenager when something terrible happens and she loses her best friend. Blaming herself for the accident, Shelby shuts herself away. She punishes herself for the light that got snuffed out too soon by snuffing out her own.

Yet Shelby has an angel looking out for her. Periodically throughout her life, she receives postcards with no return address. Do something, one says. Trust someone, says another. Little by little, Shelby works towards finding herself and becomes the person she was mean to be.

I want to hug this book. I reacted to it in such a personal way. It moves me and evoked emotions I thought had been locked away. It had magic of a different sort; that of a woman putting her life back together and finding herself in the process, something I’m sure that everyone can relate to.

Simply a beautiful, wonderful book about living and choosing to live, despite all else.

[image error]2- Dark Matter by Blake Crouch

What would happen if you could relive your life over again? If you had access to the multiple universes that sit on top of ours where every choice, right or wrong, creates a different world? What would happen if the life you lived was taken from you?

Jason is fairly happy in his life. He’s a college professor, has a son and wife he loves. Life is good. No, he’s not winning awards or changing the world like he once thought of doing, but he’s happy, or so he tells himself.

Then one night, the life he knew is taken from him. A man wearing a mask kidnaps him and he’s injected with a drug. When he wakes up, he’s in a world that is not his own…but everything is familiar. Here, he is not a college professor, but a scientific genius. Here, his house is his house, but it is all different. Here, he is not married to the woman he loves and they have no son.

And there are people after him.

I’m doing a poor job of giving a rundown to this book but there’s no way I could go into it more without ruining the book. Suffice it to say that Dark Matter blew my mind. I finished it in two days and just finished again in one day. It’s like candy for the brain. I loved this book and can only hope that it’s made into a movie. Dark Matter freaking rocks!

I was left spellbound by Crouch’s ability to make the scientific understandable, to make such far out there ideas seem plausible and to make the outcome of some horrible decisions seem very real indeed.

Pair that with a lightning fast pace, characters you root for and enough plot twists to always keep you guessing and you’ve got a real winner!

[image error]1- The Witches of New York by Ami McKay

I flat out adore this book. It was another surprise for me. I love Ami McKay’s books. They are grounded in history and the fantastical elements of reality. Imagine my surprise when I delved into The Witches of New York and found actual magic.

The year is 1880. Eleanor St. Clair and Adelaide Thom run a shop in New York called Tea and Sympathy. Eleanor provides the tea that will cure anything that ails you and Adelaide provides Tarot readings to those that are seeking a connection to the world beyond theirs.

They become a trio when Beatrice arrives, answering an ad that Eleanor placed looking for a shop girl. Eleanor and Adelaide sense magic within her and know that she is a sister of sort. Like them, Beatrice is a Witch.

Beatrice has a peculiar gift: She can actively communicate with the dead and sees spirits. She doesn’t need cards or trinkets to talk to the dead; she can see them readily as they move around us.

Eleanor wants to go slow with Beatrice as they encourage her to strengthen her gift. Adelaide has other ideas, however. She puts Beatrice and her gifts into the public eye and soon Beatrice attracts the attention of someone who wishes to do her harm.

When Beatrice goes missing, Adelaide and Eleanor will have to rely on all their magic to find her…

This is perhaps one of the best books I’ve ever read. I finished it off in a day and a half and am itching to read The Witches of New York once more. It holds mystery and magic within its pages. Add to that wonderfully drawn characters and a historical novel that reads at a fast pace and you’ve got a winner.

I can’t wait to fall under its spell once more.

The Dream Reality – A Poem

Inside of the dream,

we were walking in a valley.

There was cobblestone and grass

underneath our feet, flowers lining

the path we were on. As we walked,

we began to see others waiting

alongside the road. On either side,

there was everyone we knew,

all wearing white so that they shone

brighter than the sun above us.

I held your hand and felt your light

shining within mine so brilliantly.

Those that line the path are smiling,

radiant and joyful. I can feel the joy

inside of myself, radiating from inside of you.

As we walk further down the path,

I hear a woman’s voice break out in song;

it is lilting and beautiful and filled with light.

We walk towards that voice that fills me

with such happiness and hope

that it makes my spirit want to sing with her.

You clutch my hand tighter and I return the gesture,

knowing that my life is about to change.

You look at me and I can only see your light,

shining so brightly. I wake at that moment,

slowly, and look around me expecting to see

a valley filled with our loved ones,

still hearing that lilting song that called to me.

I turn and look at you, lying beside me

and I marvel at the changes that we have

made together, at the changes within me

since I met you. You have shown me such love

that you’ve taught me to speak

the unknown language of the heart.

I can feel the pages of the book that this is written on

fluttering inside of me as I try to find the words

to tell you what you mean to me,

as I try to encapsulate the emotion you evoke in me

into one word or one phrase. I lean close to you

and whisper “I love you” and hope it will be enough.

As we prepare to take that next step in our journey,

and continue down the garden path that I saw

inside my dream, I know that making that dream

a reality is the greatest gift you could give me.

Inside myself, I hear the fluttering of pages

and the lovely lilt of song.

The Greatest Gift – FREE Holiday Novella!

Hey Everyone!

It’s that time of year again!

Every year, I write a Holiday Novella and give it out for free. It’s my way of giving back to my readers, new and old. It’s also my way of putting myself in the Christmas Spirit and helps me get ready for the festive season.

I’m thrilled to present to you this years novella, The Greatest Gift. Here’s a bit about the novella:

Lincon is living inside of himself.

Having lost his partner Xander three years ago, on December 24th, he is a shell of his former self. His only comfort can be found in a circle of stone where he can hear Xander’s voice. His friend, Dava, tries to get him to engage with life again, telling him that Xander would have wanted him to be happy.

Lincon is content to live out the rest of his life by not living. What he needs is a miracle. That miracle comes in the form of an angel. Those we have loved are closer to us then we could even dream. Having watched his lover drift further inside himself, Xander knows he must do something, but what can he do?

Gabriel is the one that tells him to find someone for Lincon, someone who shines bright. If Xander should find someone, how does he make sure they meet?

Thankfully, miracles do happen at Christmas…

You can download it here:

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/687873

It’s available in .mobi, .epub and PDF formats. And it’s free!

It’s my way of saying Merry Christmas, Happy Yule and Joyous Holidays to all of you. Thank you for reading my work and for making my world bright.

Happy Holidays!

Jamieson

Shine Your Light – A Poem

This poem is for Meaghan, who is a Star.

Taking Off the Mask – A Poem

“You gotta be careful when you take that mask off.”

She said.

I looked at

her and the

shadows that emanated

off of her.

I knew she

was going through

a dark time,

that she felt

the loss of

her husband as

if it were yesterday.

“What do you mean?”

I asked.

She gave me

a sage look

and said:

“People wear masks all the time. You never truly know anyone. You only know what they show you.”

I thought of

what I chose

to show the

world, what I

chose to let

others see. As

I thought about

this, I reached

up to touch

my face, to

see if I

could feel any

masks there. I

didn’t feel any

ridges or markings

that would denote

a mask. I

wondered if I

lived without one.

Later, while walking

on the sand,

the ocean filling

the air with

its music, I

looked at the

man I loved so

deeply. I could

see no mask

there. Even so,

I reached up

and touched his

face and felt

a ridge there.

I slowly pulled

the mask away

only to see

his face just

as I knew

it. He reached

up and pulled

away the mask

I wore, too.

“Do I look different?”

He shook his

head and said:

“You look just as you always do to me. Beautiful.”

It occurred to

me that maybe

there were people

we were comfortable

enough to just

be ourselves completely,

and what a

marvelous gift we

had given each other.

I took his hand

and we walked

on, letting the

masks fall away

to the sand.

You Are Made of Stars – A Poem

This poem is for my Wonder Mom for her Birthday. Love you Wonder Mom!

 

When I think of you,

I am reminded of stars,

Stars hold magic within them,

and that magic takes form

in light, shining down

upon us from light years away.

You have always been capable

of great magic, able to mend wounds,

heal hearts or grant wishes.

Stars are wise beyond their years,

they have been helping those

that wish for wisdom

learn secrets from the skies,

teaching those that want

to learn more about the world

that surrounds them.

Stars help guide others to safety,

having guided sailors and creatures

that live within the water

to their destination on calmer seas,

and they provide light

in the darkest of times,

helping us not to feel so alone.

Though Stars are far away from us,

they remind us that

we are not alone,

that all we have to do

is look up into the sky

to be close to them,

to be reminded of their light.

You are all of this

and more, a true being

of magic and light.

As you continue to shine forth

and shine on, it is an honour

and a privilege to be graced

by your light and your love.

I can only hope to shine

as brightly as you do

so that we can fly across the sky

together.

 

Falling to Find Myself – A Poem

The world was

falling

around me. I

tried to take

a step, but

the floor rose

up

to meet me,

as if it

wanted to give

me an embrace.

I knew that

something was wrong,

that my body

was not my

own anymore.

I waited months

for a diagnosis,

longing to know

the name of

the beast that

now resided within

me, while at

the same time

dreading the outcome.

What shadow lay

within me? And

more importantly, could

I accept it

once it had

a human name?

While I waited,

I fell again

and again, my

body rebelling against

what I wanted

it to do.

When I did

finally get an

answer, the symptom

was like a

voice in the

wind, there but

fleeting. There, but

like gossamer within

my grasp. As

I tried to

relearn what my

body was and

what I house

inside my skin,

I took steps

towards getting better.

I started on

the inside, focusing

on the Spirit

and then the

heart. Only then

would I be

strong enough to

tackle the biggest

obstacle: my body.

I found solace

in Reiki, found

guidance in Tarot

cards, found comfort

in Manifestation, in

choosing my own

path. I was

still falling, still

letting the ground

rise up to

meet me, its

concrete embrace somehow

comforting because it

was something familiar

now. However, each

time I got

up, each time

I pulled my

body upright and

brushed off the

dust left behind

from my concrete

embrace, I was

stronger. Each time

I got back

up and refused

to stay down,

I found a

little bit more

of myself. I

could see the

pieces of the

chalice that had

been within me

littering the street

like diamonds, glittering

in the half

sunlight of mid-day.

I gathered each

one as I

found them, following

their luminescence towards

the future. Each

time I took

one in my

grasp, it lay

in my hand

for a moment,

but would then

sink into my

skin. I could

feel the chalice

rebuilding itself within

me, the shards

and pieces fusing

together. As each

piece found its

mate, the light

within me grew

stronger. I wasn’t

just falling. I

was falling to

find myself, the pieces

of me that

I had lost.

With each piece,

I took back

more of myself,

regained the pieces

of me that

I had thought

to be lost.

Each time I

stood up again,

I wasn’t merely

regaining my footing.

More than that,

I was reclaiming

myself, I was

rising

for a new

day, for a

new dawn, for

a new me.

Every time I

got back up,

I was telling

myself that the

disease wouldn’t win,

and that was

enough.

Revenant by Michelle St. James – A Book Review

Charlotte Duval is seeking something and trying to protect something at the same time.

She’s on the coast of Miravet, Spain trying to track down Tuckers Cross, that fabled piece of jewelry that cost her so much: her father, her safety and her world, all in one blow. The something she is trying to protect is herself. Her heart is shattered and her body empty after Christophe Marchand left. They had started the quest to find Tuckers Cross together and she would damn well finish it.

She knows that its dangerous, that Christophe’s brother Bruno is still after it, but she is desperate to get some closure as far as Christophe is concerned, desperate to have her life back, such as it is. Charlotte is no longer the same woman that she was before she met him. For one thing, she was still in love with Christophe. She had surprised herself with how completely she fell in love with him, only to find out that he didn’t feel the same way.

Charlotte thought she could live without Christophe. She had been wrong. Christophe thought he could live without Charlotte. He had been wrong as well.

He’s tracked the location of Tuckers Cross to Miravet, Spain and is astonished to find Charlotte scoping out the house where the cross lies inside. All the feelings, all the emotion, come flooding back to fill him up with longing for her. What he felt for her never went away, it only ate away at him, bit by bit, until he was starving for her.

Christophe also knows that they are in danger. The mob world is in turmoil and the people that had helped them on their quest thus far had all ended up dead. The deaths looked like accidents but Christophe knew differently. He knew that they could be next. However, Christophe also knew that he would lay down his life in order to protect Charlotte. She was his everything and was worth more to him than any priceless piece of art.

He knows that they have a better chance of getting the Cross before Bruno if they work together. His only hope is that Charlotte will forgive him.

Ducunt volentem fata. The fates lead the willing…

I loved this book so much. It was sexy as hell and hot as fire. Added to that, it was suspenseful and didn’t go anywhere I thought it would. In short, it left me breathless. St. James excels at bringing you into the mind of the characters so you can feel every heart beat, every bead of sweat along your skin. The emotions that Charlotte and Christophe are your feelings, so deeply are the characters drawn.

The stakes are higher this time around and the danger that Charlotte and Christophe faced felt real. As I read, I gripped the book with white knuckled fingers. There is a scene at the end of the book that left me needing to find out what happened. The urgency and the need are real in this book. I haven’t had so much fun reading a romance novel in a long time!

Added to that, the relationship between Charlotte and Christophe deepens in Revenant. It goes deeper than love and touches on something even deeper. Neither can breathe completely without the other and they are just beginning to realise that. They were lost until they found each other and are coming to terms with the love that is building to a fever pitch between them, even if it goes against everything they thought they wanted.

Revenant goes beyond the typical middle book of a trilogy. By the end of the book, I knew the characters on a deeper level, really knew them, and the book was stronger for this. It also features cameos from Nico and Farrell and it was like seeing old friends again.

I can’t wait to find out how it all ends in the third book, Rule!