Publisher: St. Martin’s Paperback
Published: July 30, 2013
Series: Sanctuary Island (1)
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Welcome to a place where broken hearts come to heal–and where every lost soul will find a home.
When Ella’s sister decides to reunite with their estranged mother, Ella goes along for the ride—it’s always been the two Preston girls against the world. But Sanctuary Island, a tiny refuge for wild horses tucked off the Atlantic coast, is more inviting than she ever imagined. And it holds more than one last opportunity to repair their broken family—if Ella can open her carefully guarded heart, there is also the chance for new beginnings.
Grady Wilkes is a handyman who can fix anything…except the scars of his own past. When he accepts the task of showing Ella the simple beauties of the island that healed him, he discovers a deep sense of comfort he thought he’d lost. But now he must convince the woman who never intended to stay that on Sanctuary Island, anything is possible—forgiving past mistakes, rediscovering the simple joys of life, and maybe even falling in love.
Everybody seemed to feel everything so very deeply at all times. Ella has her back up as well as Grady which made it difficult to get to know any of the characters well enough to care about them. Though it was a relatively sweet story, I just wasn’t invested in their future. This book wasn’t by any means terrible, but it lacked any kind of pizzazz.
SHE COULD SAVE THE WORLD–
OR DESTROY IT.
Sixteen-year-old Evie Greene’s horrific hallucinations predicted the apocalypse, and the end of the world brought her all sorts of new powers.
With the earth scorched and few survivors, Evie teams up with handsome and dangerous Jack Deveaux in a race to find answers. They discover that an ancient prophecy is being played out, and Evie is not only one with special powers. A group of teens has been chosen to reenact the ultimate battle between good and evil. But it’s not always clear who is on which side….
This review is probably going to be more of a rant than anything. Bare with me because I am writing this review almost verbatim of how I took my notes.
Evie has got to be one of the most unlikable female characters since Bella Swann and Anna whats her face from the 50 Shades series. She is so damn disagreeable and stupid it’s ridiculous. She’s BEYOND useless in this post-apocalyptic world, and pretty pathetic before it as well. She doesn’t even TRY in the face of such adversity and is content and LAZY enough to wait for Jackson to do EVERYTHING. And when Jackson explains something to her, she never believes him until she has incontrovertible evidence, which by then has put them in terrible danger. Bish, ain’t nobody got time for that! Why the hell would he lie considering the circumstances? This girl is just beyond irritating and I found myself several times wanting to slap the piss out of her.
Jackson isn’t any better than Evie. He is a MAJOR asshole and doesn’t have very many redeeming qualities. Every once in a while he would do or say something that makes you want to give him the benefit of the doubt. That maybe he could just grow or change. And then he would promptly follow that up with something majorly douchy and terrible. He treats Evie horribly and is always drunk and horny. He’s possessive, abusive, and violent. Jackson is without a doubt one of the most selfish and vile love interests I’ve read about.
The first few chapters detailing Evie’s life before the Flash was a pointless waste. None of it had any consequence whatsoever on the events of the book post Flash. The other characters she meets along the way are jerks, and all the men seem to have become Neanderthals and are all ready to take women and rape them because for some unknown reason, there are way fewer women survivors than men.
The concept of this book had potential. If the characters had been people I could connect with and root for, I would have enjoyed it more. But Evie and Jackson ruined this book for me. I will NOT be continuing this series. BOOO!
Favel Farrington knew very little about her new husband. When they met in Capri, the dashing young heir to Pendorric had swept the lovely English girl into marriage with the sudden fierceness of a summer storm.
It was all wonderfully exciting, until Faval discovered that someone was planning a very special place for her in the family–in the crypt with the other legendary “brides of Pendorric” who had all died so mysteriously, so tragically and so young.
Suddenly the words “till death do us part” took on a new and ominous meaning….
Ever since I read The Road to Paradise Island by Victoria Holt, I have been anxious to read more books by her. Though I admit that I wasn’t as entertained by this title, I still thoroughly enjoyed it and can’t wait to read more by her.
After her father’s death, Faval Farington marries Roc, the dashing and charismatic heir to Pendorric and is whisked off to his family home. But no sooner than Faval settles in does some strange and eerie things begin to occur. Fueled by superstition and haunted by the tale of the Brides of Pendorric, Faval begins to wonder if there isn’t some truth to the tale.
Faval was perfectly delightful and her patience for Roc’s family is to be commended. Especially when it comes to his cryptic and mysterious twin nieces. I love that no matter what strange occurrence went on, Faval first thought logically and believed that there would always be some rational explanation.
The plot of this one was intriguing and very nicely paced. And while I had a brief thought of the outcome, it was so fleeting that when I learned the truth it was not ruined for me. This title was full of intrigue, drama, and surprises, which gladly kept me flipping the pages. My only complaint is that when reading TRTPI, I felt like I was experiencing the story as the MC was. I felt her joy, surprise, and terror. I didn’t quite connect like that to this one.
But overall, this was still a really good read and I will be continuing my journey into the creative mind of Victoria Holt.
One choice can transform you– or it can destroy you. But every choice has consequences, and as unrest surges in the factions all around her, Tris Prior must continue trying to save those she loves–and herself–while grappling with haunting questions of grief and forgiveness, identity and loyalty, politics and love.
Tris’s initiation day should have been marked by celebration and victory with her chosen faction; instead, the day ended with unspeakable horrors. War now looms as conflict between the factions and their ideologies grows. And in times of war, sides must be chosen, secrets will emerge, and choices will become even more irrevocable–and even more powerful. Transformed by her own decisions but also by haunting grief and guilt, radical new discoveries, and shifting relationships, Tris must fully embrace her Divergence, even if she does not know what she may lose by doing so.
While Insurgent was interesting I wasn’t as enthralled with this book as I was with Divergent. I felt like almost everything that was built up and solidified in Divergent was subsequently and promptly torn down and eliminated in this installment.
Tris’ grief was completely and totally exhausting in this book. I understand the agony she felt upon losing her parents. That is a kind of grief that can often manifest itself in actual physical pain and it’s something you never ever get over. And I understand the wretchedness she felt on having to kill one of her friends, but as someone who is supposed to be Divergent, she really let her grief debilitate and paralyze her when she really needed to be on her game. It influenced her to make some really rash and stupid decisions, and she just became someone who I couldn’t recognize any longer.
Also, I couldn’t understand how Tris and Tobias could have such an intense and shared experience in Divergent, and then completely lose trust and faith in each other in Insurgent. There seemed to be no real cause for the mistrust and dishonesty between the two, and a lot of their problems could have been avoided or even eliminated if they had just set aside their egos and talked to and been honest with one another.
Tris was impulsive and silly and really morphed into someone I didn’t like. Tobias seemed to change for the worse too. He was quite bratty and impetuous, and frankly I found myself disappointed in both of them.
The ending was interesting. I’m curious to see how Allegiant ties everything up. But this installment could have been better.
Quentin Jacobsen has spent a lifetime loving the magnificently adventurous Margo Roth Spiegelman from afar. So when she cracks open a window and climbs back into his life – dressed like a ninja and summoning him for an ingenious campaign of revenge – he follows.
After their all-nighter ends and a new day breaks, Q arrives at school to discover that Margo, always an enigma, has now become a mystery. But Q soon learns that there are clues – and they’re for him. Urged down a disconnected path, the closer Q gets, the less Q sees the girl he thought he knew.
This is my fourth John Green book and probably my last. I read Looking for Alaska first and thoroughly enjoyed it. But I was unenthused with An Abundance of Katherine’s and The Fault in Our Stars, and now I can add Paper Towns to that list.
Frankly this seemed like a knock off version of Looking for Alaska. It featured the same kind of quirky, unusual, average teenage boy pining away after the cryptic, mysterious, and elusive girl who seems to touch everybody. But the main character Margot is really not a very likable girl, and I found myself only wanting to know what happened to her because Quentin was so concerned.
But his obsession with her disappearance was concerning and the way she left was completely selfish and self centered. The only thing I really loved about this book were Quentin’s REAL friends. They were loyal and supportive of Q, and did all they could to support him in his quest to find that girl. Radar’s honesty was particularly refreshing.
Overall, while the mystery of Margot’s disappearance was enough to keep me reading, I didn’t like Margot. Also the book put me in the mind of Looking for Alaska too much for me to be able to enjoy it as it’s own work. Just seems too formulaic.