Monday, May 15, 2017

Review : A Court of Wings and Ruin by Sarah J. Maas

*Warning: This review may contain spoilers. Read at your own risk.

Bloomsbury USA Childrens

Release DateMay 2, 2017
Pages: 720
Source: Own

The Story:

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin's maneuverings and the invading king threatening to bring Prythian to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit-and one slip may spell doom not only for Feyre, but for her world as well.
As war bears down upon them all, Feyre must decide who to trust amongst the dazzling and lethal High Lords-and hunt for allies in unexpected places.
In this thrilling third book in the #1 New York Times and USA Today bestselling series from Sarah J. Maas, the earth will be painted red as mighty armies grapple for power over the one thing that could destroy them all.
via Amazon


One-word Review ENTHRALLING

Reading Tune Dead Man's Arms  by Bishop Briggs

Tag Line:

A nightmare, I'd told Tamlin.

I was the Nightmare.

Opening Line:

The painting was a lie.

My Review


A Court of Wings and Ruin 
is the third installment in Sarah Maas' A Court of Thorns and Roses series . . .

And I LOVED it. 


What I loved most about A Court of Wings and Ruin was: the sexytime between Rhysand and Feyre *cough, cough* and the side romantic stories - Azriel and Mor, Cassian and Nesta (my favorite), Azriel and Elain, Elain and Lucien, Amren and Varian. Off-guard does not describe how Amren and Varian caught. They came completely out of left field. I would have never thought Amren having the capacty of harboring romantic feelings for anyone. I mean he barely liked Rhysand and the gang! 

But a male voice pleaded from behind, "Don't"
Varian appeared from the rocky path, gasping for breath, splattered with blood.
Amren smirked. "Like a hound on a scent." - page 657

Ireally hope Maas writes a story for Cassian and Nesta. They have such a banterific chemistry. And, oh, boy, the tension!

Something drew Cassian's attention behind me. And even as his body remained casual, a predatory gleam flickered in his eyes.
I didn't need to turn to know who was standing there.
"Care to join?" Cassian purred.
Nesta said, "It doesn't look like you're exercising anything other than your mouths." -- pages 202-203

As well as Lucien and Elain. Although, I have a feeling that is going to be a love triangle for Azriel - Azriel and Elain and Lucien.

The plot was suspenseful. Feyre had to balance adjusting to going from human to High Fae, becoming the High Lady of the Night Court, making amends and protecting her newly turn sister, while simultaneously trying to find some semblance of ally-ish between the High Lords of the Courts they can defeat a massive, unstoppable army with the most powerful weapon in the history of history so powerful it is tied to the earth bent of killing and enslaving humans . . . 

*pheww* That was a lot to say.

A Court of Wings and Ruin pacing was perfectly timed for the story. At no point did I feel the story drag. Maas' writing was as ensnaring as ever! Her writing style for the A Court of Thorns and Roses series just speaks to me on a visceral level. I never wanted the story to end - not in any of the ACOTAR books. All in all, you absolutely have to read A Court of Wings and Ruin. A Court of Thorns and Roses

Character Breakdown:

I bow down to Maas. Usually by the sequel, the story is weakly executed and the characters fall flat. Not in the case of 
A Court of Wings and Ruin! The characters are more alive than ever! The different personalities meshed so well with each other and the storyline.

Feyre  - Feyre was sa badass in 
A Court of Wings and Ruin. She was cunning and clever. She was kind and strong. Unapologetically herself and kickass in combat.

Winnow. Strike. Winnow. Strike.
We were a black whirlwind of steel and shadow through the clearing, and months of Cassian's brutal training clicked into place as I kept my feet under me.
I had the vague sense of Lucien gaping, even Brannagh taken aback by my show of skill against her brother. -- page 91

Tamlin - I was #TeamTamlin for the longest. . . but, my, how Maas made him flip the switch. Anywho, here's a little tribute to My Tamlin:

"This was such a lovely dream. I'd never slept so wonderfully before. So warm, nestled beside him. Calm. Faintly, echoing into my world of slumber, he spoke again, his breath caressing my ear. "You're exactly as I dreamed you'd be, too.'"- ACOTAR, pages 212

"Tamlin," I got out, but his green eyes narrowed. Run, he seemed to say.
that was who had been running alongside us. Trying to find us. 

He ripped and shredded, the hounds launching themselves wholly on him. -- page 576

Here are a few of my favorite quotes:

This is the part of my review, when trying to selected only a few of my thousand favorite quotes from A Court of Wings and Ruin where I realize most of them involve Cassian and Nesta. That goes to show you how much they stole the show.

But Helion gave her the same bow he'd offered me--though his smile was edged with enough sensuality that even my heart raced a bit. No wonder the Lady of Autumn hadn't stood a chance. "I don't think we were introduced properly earlier," he crooned to Nesta. "I'm--" 

"I don't care," Nesta said with a snap of her wrist, striding right past him and up to my side. "I'd like a word," she said. "Now."

Cassian was biting his knuckle to keep from laughing--at the utter surprise and shock on Helion's face. It wasn't every day, I supposed, that anyone of either sec dismissed him so thoroughly. -- page 457

Cassian casually slid Nesta behind him, his fingers snagging in the skirts of her black gown. As if to reassure himself that she wasn't in Amren's direct path. Nesta only rose onto her toes to peer over his shoulder. -- page 283

We held each other in silence for minutes. Hours. Two souls, twining in the dark. I lowered my shields, let him in fully. His mind curled up around mine. -- page 290

Meet the Author:

Sarah J. Maas is the author of the New York Times and internationally bestselling Throne of Glass series. A New York City native, Sarah currently lives in Bucks County, Pennsylvania, with her husband and dog.

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Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Writing Kick Wednesday! : The Devil is My True Love by Ashley Correa

*Writing Kick Wednesday! is where you a writing piece of yours of someone you admire, the meme is hosted by The Tattered Page*

Hey Bookies!

Below is a poem I write last years after a significant separation from someone I used to know. And for this Writing Kick Wednesday, I thought I would share it with you guys:

The Devil hated me with such depth-less, fiery, passion

He convinced me it was True Love

With Unbreakable Adoration for Him and Unparalleled Encouragement, I stood by and watched while The Devil ravaged and feasted on my life to ruin

And I Utterly, Undoubtedly Loved The Devil for it

With pathetic efforts, feeble attempts, I pretended to Deny it

For 1 year I danced with The Devil with such Delicate Trust, such Blinded Loyalty, such Carnal Need, such Soaring Reverence

Danced and danced and danced

Danced until my feet splintered off and became sharp bleeding infected stumps

Danced with a radiant smile on my face while my skin and muscles melted off as He burned me alive

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love

The Devil SoSoSo Thoroughly Destroyed my Entire World without so much as a second thought, without a backward glance

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love

The Devil's Searing Caresses, my Life's Blood

The Devil's Flaying Licks, my Unrivaled Strength

The Devil's Corrosive Kisses, my Reason for Existence

The Devil's Perpetual Lingering Scent, my Other Half

The Devil's Wretched Arousal, my Saving Grace

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love

Grasping His acid skinned hand, I clung to The Devil for dear life as He led me to Paradise Everlasting

Only stumbling for a few steps, I made a Mad Dash alongside Him

Surging forward by His sweet terrible nothings

With His sinfully delicious coaxing I ripped my pulsing heart out of my chest and presented it to The Devil on the most gloriously polished silver platter


My hemorrhaging, dying heart beating solely for The Devil

Its Solitary Purpose

Godly Fate

Written in Holy Script across the Immeasurable Brilliant Stars


The Devil clenched it in hand, black talons piercing the beating crimson mass

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love


Paradise Everlasting on the horizon, we ran and ran and ran

Ran until there was nothing left of me

Stripped of everything

An unclaimed decaying corpse

A scavenged unidentified skeleton

A dead worthless unloved void

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love


With my last burst of life I charged for Paradise Everlasting with The Devil riding my broken neck

Charged and charged and charged

Throwing his veering horned head back, The Devil cackled

Then leaned in to murmur vows of Relentless Devotion and Steadfast Loyalty in my ear as He whipped my back raw to the bone with His leather whip of exquisitely deceitful words

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love


We arrived at the threshold of Paradise Everlasting

The Devil's glamour fell from its flimsy, rotten hinges

A Wasteland of Insurmountable Misery watered by molten sands of

Lost Hopes

Stolen Dreams

Smashed Promises

And Chucked Sucked Dried Lovers

With such savored delight The Devil shoved me forward

Over the line of no return

Trapped in the Wasteland

All Alone and Less Than Nothing

Beside The Devil stood Her

From his broken past

The One

His One who ate him alive

His One who vomited him back up with utter black disgust

His One who spat on him as he crumbled to an Universe of irreparable pieces

Returning for The Devil

To reclaim The Devil whose shattered pieces I mending  back together with the most Intimate, Purest parts of me as glue

Beside The Devil stood Her

The One who held his heart first

His One

Who Always held his heart while the devil handed me a Diseased, Contagious, Flesh Eating placebo for safekeeping

She held his True Heart and the devil was Insane with such Untamable Glee and Ferocious Devotion as his Perfect Immortal Heart stitched back together with every inch of My Soul beats solely for Her

His One

On my severed festering knees I watched them

Watched as the devil bowed down on all fours to Her

As the devil groveled and worshipped at Her feet

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love


My heart ThumpsThumpsThumps in the devil's clenched hand, black talons piercing the beating crimson mass

As The Ultimate Sacrifice to Her, the devil offers my hemorrhaging, dying heart, beating solely for him, on a bed of poisoned thorns

Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love


Rising to his hind legs he lifted his hoofed feet and danced on my hemorrhaging, dying heart, beating solely for him

Crushing it, grounding it into the dirt, nothing more than dust already long forgotten

For Her

The devil's True Queen

The devil's One and Only

The devil's Most Irrevocable Flawless Match

Through and Through

Trapped in the Insatiable Wasteland on my severed festering knees to Forever Witness their Unwavering Bliss
I watched on as the devil carried Her, his Divine Idol, in his protective, unyielding arms

Through a parade of Unfaltering Worship, Unquenchable Yearning, Tender Affection, Sacred Love

Forevermore fueled by his Very Essence to Paradise Everlasting



His Most Precious and Cherished





Still, I was convinced The Devil was my True Love

ThumpThump . . .

Hope you enjoyed it. Please feel free to leave your questions, suggestions or thoughts in the Comments section.

Happy Reading!

Friday, May 5, 2017

Feature Friday ARC Review : It Started with Goodbye by Christina June

Feature Friday ARC Review : Nemesis by 

*Feature Friday is a meme hosted by The Tattered Page to feature YA books that have not yet been released by reviewing them.

*Warning: This review may contain spoilers. Read at your own risk.


Release DateMay 9, 2017
Pages: 272
Source: ARC

The Story:

Sixteen-year-old Tatum Elsea is bracing for the worst summer of her life. After being falsely accused of a crime, she's stuck under stepmother-imposed house arrest and her BFF's gone ghost. Tatum fills her newfound free time with community service by day and working at her covert graphic design business at night (which includes trading emails with a cute cello-playing client).

When Tatum discovers she's not the only one in the house keeping secrets, she finds she has the chance to make amends with her family and friends. Equipped with a new perspective, and assisted by her feisty step-abuela/fairy-godmother, Tatum is ready to start fresh and maybe even get her happy ending along the way.

A modern play on the Cinderella story arc, IT STARTED WITH GOODBYE shows us that sometimes going after what you want means breaking the rules.

IT STARTED WITH GOODBYE will appeal to fans of Sarah Dessen, Stephanie Perkins, and Jennifer E. Smith.
via Amazon

My Review

First off, I want to thank Blink for sending me It Started with Goodbye to read and review.

Tag Line:

Not all stories being with once upon a time . . .

Opening Line:

Tatum, they have your license plate on camera.


It Started with Goodbye is a Cinderella inspired YA so naturally, I was excited to read it. Tatum is "Cinderella" who still has her father but also a stepmother and stepsister who are not the greatest. A wrong place wrong time lands Tatum in jail -- both the actual one and the proverbial one at home with her stepmother. And, yes, there a Prince Charming of sorts who makes an appearance.

The pacing of It Started with Goodbye was a little slow for me. To get to the romance part anyway. Christina June's writing was on par; it was interesting and flowed well. It Started with Goodbye world-building was decent as well. I was able to get into the story and get caught up with the characters and the storyline. The best aspect of the story were the characters. They were so alive. Well fleshed out and each had such strong personalities. 

The Evil Stepmother was a pain in my ass. So cold and nasty towards Tatum. So prickly and frustrating.

The Evil Stepsister wasn't terrible. More of a Evil Stepsister by association. Cold and reserved the worse she did was say a few snide remarks here and there.

Tatum's father was the worst of all. Worse than her stepmother and stepsister. 's father should I have known her like the back of his hand. Known there was some mistake. Known that she was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He should have known his own blood, his own daughter better than that. Yet, he would not even give her a chance to explain. He would not even hear her out. On top of the fact he is perfectly fine with the way his second wife treats Tatum. *URGHHHH* Moving on . . .

Tatum was only  little annoying. Mostly I liked her. What annoyed me is how she kept blaming herself for how her stepmother and father's behavior toward her. I definitely get the whole being a bigger person thing but she should not have to shoulder the blame for how she was treated by them. She did nothing wrong. Except maybe telling an adult about her best friend's - who was a entitled bitch and terrible friend -- good-for-nothing boyfriend. Still . . . Anywho, her character growth was on point. I loved it when she finally stood up for herself.

All in all, while It Started with Goodbye is not one of my favorites I did enjoy it.

Meet the Author:

Christina June writes young adult contemporary fiction when she’s not writing college recommendation letters during her day job as a school counselor. She is a voracious reader, loves to travel, eats too many cupcakes, and hopes to one day be bicoastal – the east coast of the US and the east coast of Scotland. She lives just outside Washington DC with her husband and daughter. Her second novel, EVERYWHERE YOU WANT TO BE (a companion to IT STARTED WITH GOODBYE), will be published in 2018.

***Check out Christina June's website for more information about her and It Started with GoodbyeHERE

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