Book Review – It Ends With Us by Colleen Hoover

Genre: Fiction; Romance

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ / 5

Verity by Colleen Hoover is one of the best thrillers I’ve read in a while, so going into one of CoHo’s romance novels – I was a bit nervous.

I have complicated feelings about this novel, much like I did with Yaa Gyasi’s Transcendent Kingdom (review here). So while there are 5 stars up there, take the time to read through this one because it’s not as simple as me loving it or enjoying it. 

It Ends With Us follows Lily, jumping from past to present, as she explores love, pain, and abuse throughout her life. She’s worked hard to escape her hometown and build a life and business of her own. When her father dies, she’s pulled back to memories of him and her first love – Atlas Corrigan. 

Queue Ryle Kincaid, a gorgeous neurosurgeon, who shows Lily what life could be like in the perfect marriage, perfect relationship, and perfect life. But then memories of her childhood begin to repeat themself in her current relationship and it all begins to crack. 

She finds herself leaning on her longtime flame, Atlas, and confused by it all.

“Just because someone hurts you doesn’t mean you can simply stop loving them. It’s not a person’s actions that hurt the most. It’s the love. If there was no love attached to the action, the pain would be a little easier to bear.”

Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us

When I talked my husband through the synopsis of this book (with a few more details/spoilers) his response was “hits a little too close to home, don’t you think”? 

Occasionally I get really personal on here, and this is going to be one of those times.

While I myself have never been in a physically abusive relationship, my father was abusive. My earliest childhood memories are filled in fear and intimidation and stories of the horrific things my mom had to experience and I sometimes witnessed.

So for me this novel showed me what my life could have been like if my mom didn’t leave my father or if I didn’t have the self-awareness and strength to ensure I broke the cycle of abuse. I felt like I was reading an alternate reality version of my life. It was upsetting and hard and I cried. But I don’t regret reading it. 

While I don’t think it’s healthy to constantly expose ourselves to the things that trigger our emotional or psychological trauma – for me, I do find it therapeutic to sometimes allow myself to submerge in those feelings. I take the time to think and process, and while I feel wrung out at the end, I feel better. 

I understand that doesn’t work for everyone.

So that’s what this novel was for me. It was a beautiful and terrible story that explores love and abuse and how hard it can be to break that cycle when it’s all you’ve ever known. I hope you take the time to read it. This is a different take on your standard romance novel, and I feel like it’s an important one. 

We read all of these fluffy rom-coms (or sexy dark romances) and live in these fantasies – it’s good to have a check sometimes and have a story that explores how complicated love can be – with yourself, your partner, your parents, your kids. 

“You can stop swimming now, Lily. We finally reached the shore.”

Colleen Hoover, It Ends with Us

Book Review – Vespertine by Margaret Rogerson

Genre: Fiction; Fantasy

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ / 5

This review is long overdue. Vespertine is one of the best fantasy novels I have read recently, and I really hope you decide to pick it up.

Artemisia is the hero we all need. She’s strong, independent, and 100 percent over the bullshit. She’s training to become a Gray Sister, a nun who works to cleanse spirits of the dead so they can pass peacefully. Without the Gray Sisters, the dead would return to torment the people of Loraille. 

When possessed soldiers attack Artemisia’s convent, she uses the power of an ancient spirit bound into a sacred relic. Artemisia knows there are risks to utilizing this power. The Revenant is capable of taking over completely if she isn’t careful. But a partnership forms between the pair as they work together to fight back against the evil spreading throughout Loraille. 

We have ancient religious secrets, dark magic, and unlikely friendship – what’s not to love about this story. 

“Me, the goat, the Revenant, we weren’t very different from each other in the end. Perhaps deep down inside everyone was a just a scared animal afraid of getting hurt, and that explained every confusing and mean and terrible thing we did.”

Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

I grew up in an extremely religious environment, so the element of pushing back against corrupt religious leaders and seeking out the truth hidden among the tenants of religion used to control people speaks to me more than I expected it to.

My copy of Vespertine came from The Bookish Box, so it’s not something I had heard of or was interested in previously. Now that I’ve read the book, I’m so thankful for my subscription. Not to mention, the book itself is gorgeous. 

We love a badass heroine (with no love interest, which in my opinion really makes the story) who is putting her life on the line for people she knows would murder her if she makes the slightest misstep. But regardless she follows her intuition, revives magic long forgotten and forbidden, and saves the people who will likely be her downfall one day. 

“They would martyr me themselves to satisfy their hunger for a saint.”

Margaret Rogerson, Vespertine

Artemisia has always been an outsider and knows that isn’t going to change no matter how many lives she saves. You will be cheering for her from the moment her name appears on the page.

Margaret Rogerson wrote a reluctant hero in the best way possible. I fell in love with Artemisia and you will too.

Book Review – Lore by Alexandra Bracken

Genre: Fiction; Fantasy

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐ / 5

Here we are with another popular book I didn’t enjoy as much as expected. 

I floundered for the first hundred or so pages of Lore by Alexandra Bracken trying to acquire a grasp of the backstory and the dump truck load of information thrown at the reader. I assume if you have an in-depth knowledge of Greek mythology you may fare better than I did, but it took me a while to get the hang of the different families/gods and characters. 

This novel follows Lore Perseous, a resistant heroine as she’s pulled back into a world she ran from seven years ago. As punishment for a past rebellion against Zeus, every seven years the Agon begins where all nine Greek gods are forced to walk the earth as mortals. The descendents of each bloodline hunt the gods, and anyone able to kill a god seizes their divine power and immortality. 

Lore teams with her childhood friend, Castor, and Athena, one of the last original gods, in an attempt to take down a mutual enemy. 

Honestly, I find the synopsis even a little hard to follow, but after I spent some time on the book everything clicked into place and I was able to relax and enjoy the story. 

“It’s not always the truth that survives, but the stories we wish to believe. The legends lie. They smooth over imperfections to tell a good tale, or to instruct us how we should behave, or to assign glory to victors and shame those who falter. Perhaps there were some in Sparta who embodied those myths. Perhaps. But how we are remembered is less important than what we do now.”

Alexandra Bracken, Lore

The one redeeming element of this novel are the twists, turns, and unexpected moments that keep the story interesting and surprising. If it weren’t for the unpredictable story line, this may have been a one-star read for me, which is unheard of in my reviews. 

If you really enjoy Greek mythology and have a basic understanding going into this, I think you will really enjoy Lore. But if you’re like me and have zero background knowledge, there are probably better places to start in terms of novels inspired by the Greek gods.

Book Review – The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid

Genre: Fiction; Historical Fiction; Romance; LGBT

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ / 5

Saying I read a lot would be an understatement, but despite all of that reading I rarely see pieces of myself within a novel. There are characters I want to be or characters I want to be friends with, but when I take an honest look at who I am – there are few places I see Ciera. 

The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo by Taylor Jenkins Reid is one of those places. 

As the title suggests, our main character is Evelyn Hugo, an aging Hollywood star. Throughout her life she’s portrayed a carefully curated version of herself, but she’s ready to tell her story. No one knows why, but she reaches out to an unknown magazine reporter Monique Grant for the job with a promise of her full story if she does it right. 

Monique, our other narrator, has seen better days. Her husband is gone, her career is stagnant, and while she may not know why Evelyn chose her – she’s going to use this opportunity to jump start her career. 

The novel is a series of conversations between Monique and Evelyn where the aging actress tells the story of her life and her many relationships, whether romantic or not, along the way. Evelyn shows no restraint or hesitation (once she gets going) when retelling her story – regardless of how it makes her look. 

“It’s always been fascinating to me how things can be simultaneously true and false, how people can be good and bad all in one, how someone can love you in a way that is beautifully selfless while serving themselves ruthlessly.”

Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

While we have two narrators, it’s not your typical jump back and forth. The novel flows like a conversation and it’s beautifully written. 

The author also portrays the characters throughout the novel without labels or definitions that often come with LGBT characters. People are so much more complex than the words we tack onto them to help us better understand. Here the characters push away that constraint and show us who they are down to their core. It’s gorgeous and made me fall deeply in love with every character introduced in this novel.

At its core this is a romance novel. While a lot of the focus is on the relationships of Evelyn Hugo, it’s also a dazzling narration of her love story with herself. It’s hard to truly fall in love with yourself and everything you are. Acceptance is so hard to cultivate when we look in the mirror. To see that reflected in this story is eye-opening. 

“People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them bare and their response is ‘you’re safe with me’- that’s intimacy.”

Taylor Jenkins Reid, The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo

I could go on and on here about everything I love, but I’ll end with a plea that you read this one (if you haven’t already).

Spring Maintenance

NYC Midnight Short Story Competition

Round 1 Prompts: genre, political satire; action, an inspection; character, a self-starter

Placed 2nd

Margaret looked into the hazel eyes staring back at her in the mirror. Dark circles showcased her lost battle with insomnia, the wrinkles starting to creep across her face. Sunspots danced across her forehead. Most days she used her hair to conceal them, but now she pulled it back tight to inspect every freckle, line, and wrinkle that betrayed her age. 

As she tugged at her skin and rubbed expensive oils and creams across her face, she heard the television in the background. 

Free consultation … ensure your investment lasts … you deserve something to make you happy. 

The commercial played out in her head. Perfect, gorgeous women floating through her memory. Bright smiles adorned their faces but something in their eyes left Margaret with a sense of unease only a deep sadness could convey.

Hugh and Margaret spent the last seven years married, the one before that dating. Every moment they were together she felt him watching her, admiring her. She knew he loved her hair long, her make-up minimal, her legs tan and in jean shorts. 

But lately something shifted. His eyes no longer lingered when she walked into the room. His compliments were sporadic. Margaret wondered if he would finally give in and take her for improvements. 

She pulled out her hair tie letting the hair drift toward her face and adjusted it over her shoulders before turning to leave the bathroom. When she walked into their living room Hugh remained in his seat, eyes glued to the commercial as it repeated again on the screen. His eyes flickered over to her and lingered for a moment before cutting back to the television. 

She tried to keep her eyes forward on the television, fighting the urge to look over to her husband. Most days she enjoyed his introversion and limited conversation but today she willed him to speak – to make adoring comments about the new dress she wore or her recent haircut. He remained silent next to her. 

As a young girl, Margaret promised herself she would never marry and become the property of someone else, but the dreams of girlhood die and reality sets in. When her father began to get sick, Margaret knew to survive in this world she had to find a decent man to care for her. 

Seven years she spent not regretting her decision, but she knew change was in her future. The air around her seemed to press inward, suffocating any thoughts of leaving. Hugh remained the same simple man with simple tastes, but the allure of perfection drew all men into its clutches. 

“We have an appointment tomorrow in town,” Hugh said, breaking the silence. 

All Margaret managed was a soft “Oh.” Afraid to ask what type of appointment and why they needed to attend together. 

“11:30. I’ll drive.”

He provided no additional explanation and turned his attention back to the game. 

A fog settled over Margaret’s brain as time passed,each second pulling her closer to the appointment. She hadn’t asked her husband what the appointment was for because she knew. Age finally caught up with her. The longer Hugh waited to begin her procedures the more pressure he received from his friends. The longer he waited the more extensive the upgrades would be. 

A piece of her hoped he loved her for all the same reasons she loved herself. Sunspots from trips to the beach where they laid in the sun and drank the days away. Wrinkles around her eyes from the times they smiled and laughed. 

But ownership is not love. In the end Margaret knew she was property and property required maintenance. 

– – – 

As she stepped out of the car, straightening her skirt and running her fingers through her hair, she considered running. But she knew he would find her or hire someone else to do his work for him. Men do not let their investments go so easily. 

Hugh led the way to the elevator, always two paces ahead of her, and waited patiently as it ascended to their floor. 

While he wasn’t a man of many words, he remained uncharacteristically quiet since informing her of the appointment. She knew he could never look her directly in the eye and explain all of the pieces of her that required a tune-up. Margaret’s words froze in her throat, gagging her. She was fearful that if she began to speak her anger and hatred would explode, bringing only wrath from her husband. 

He remained a few paced ahead of her as they crossed the lobby, her heels clicking on the tile floor. 

“Appointment for Margaret Miller,” he said to a woman behind a desk in the middle of the expansive room. 

Margaret took  in the white and gray marble floor, bright white walls, and floor-to-ceiling windows that overtook the room. Everything around her gleamed with beauty and perfection, especially the women. She felt out of place, like an older model on her way to be replaced with something new and shiny. 

She jumped as Hugh touched her elbow. 

“Only a few minutes. I booked our appointment with Dr. Adam Saunders. Figured if we were going to do this it would be with the best,” he guided her to one of the clean white chairs. She hesitated before sitting.

Everyone knew Dr. Saunders, the man behind the world-changing technology. Beginning in a warehouse with a few of his friends, the doctor developed, built, and perfected the technology used today to ensure the wives remain exactly as their husbands want them. Women had always been  property, but this gave the men who owned them more power than they deserved – the power to control every facet of a woman’s body.

Margaret felt lightheaded and took a deep breath to steady herself. All she could manage for Hugh was a nod, tears threatening to spill over as she blinked them away. 

A beautiful, ivory skinned woman walked over to lead them back to their appointment. Margaret inspected the way her hips swayed, her gorgeous long braids cascading down her back and wondered how much of this woman was engineered to meet the needs of the men around her and how much that remained was her.

The woman led them into a crisp, white room with various computers surrounding two couches set up in the middle. 

“Dr. Saunders will be with you shortly. May I get you anything while you wait?” the woman said to Hugh.

“Water please. For me and my wife,” Hugh replied with a gleaming smile. Margaret remained silent and distracted herself by trying to remember the last time she saw her husband smile. 

They sat in silence as the woman set two glasses of water on the table in front of them, glanced toward Hugh for approval, and turned to leave the room. The silence settled in threatening to suffocate Margaret as they waited for the doctor. 

A light knock sounded from the door before it slid open and the doctor, followed by three gorgeous women, walked into the room. Hugh shuffled to his feet, reaching down to pull Margaret up beside him.

“Dr. Saunders,” the man said as he extended his hand. Margaret noticed the name tag attached to his jacket, but none of the women around him wore the same. Their names were unimportant.

“Hugh Miller and my wife, Margaret,” Hugh said as he took the doctor’s hand and tilted his head in the direction of Margaret standing beside him. “We are thrilled to meet you. Had to make this appointment almost nine months in advance just to get on your schedule.”

Margaret let out a light cough to cover her audible shock. Nine months. He had known for nine months, never saying a word to her. Not that it would have made a difference. 

“So what are we doing today?” the doctor asked. He barely looked in her direction as he sat across from Hugh. 

“I don’t want to make any drastic changes,” Hugh said. “Just a few anti-aging procedures and possibly a breast enlargement.” 

The doctor looked over at one of the blonde women and nodded. She walked over to Margaret and indicated for her to stand and follow.

“Our first step will be to complete a full-body scan of your wife. From there we pull it up on the computer and take a look at some possible alterations we can make.”

Hugh nodded as he watched Margaret walk across the room.

“Can you change things that aren’t physical? Lately my wife hasn’t been happy like she used to be. Doesn’t smile like she used to,” Hugh said.

“We can’t change emotions, but we can adjust the muscles in her face so that she looks happier and smiles more often.”

“That works,” Hugh replied.

The woman brought Margaret into a small room set off of the main room and asked her to remove all of her clothing. Unsure what to do, Margaret complied and began slowly removing her clothes. She folded everything into a neat pile and stood, trying to cover as much of her body as she could with her arms. 

Margaret followed the woman back out into the main room and over to a machine that reminded her of a standing tanning bed. 

She placed each foot onto the space indicated on the floor. 

“Lift your arms above your head,” the woman instructed, lifting her own arms in demonstration. Margaret mimicked her movement.

A soft clicking sound echoed in the machine as the brunette woman typed on a computer across the room. Margaret kept her eyes forward, blinking away tears. 

After a few seconds the machine shut off. The door opened and Margaret walked back to the small room where her clothes awaited. 

“Don’t just focus on obvious changes. There isn’t a part of your wife we can’t alter to your liking,” Dr. Saunders said as the door closed behind Margaret. “Eye color, tan, fingernail length, nipple size, nose, ear shape, weight, softness of her skin and hair. Anything is possible.”

Hugh’s voice remained light. Margaret couldn’t hear him through the heavy door. She pulled her clothes on slowly, afraid to face her future. She wanted a few more moments as herself before Hugh determined who she would become. 

As she walked back toward  the room, she noticed a glass wall between her and where the doctor stood with her husband. She gasped at the large monitor on the far wall. The rotating picture of a woman looked both familiar and strange. Her breasts were larger, wrinkles smoothed away, tan deepened, blonde hair cascading down her back. She audibly inhaled when she saw the bright blue eyes looking back at her. Her hand moved to her face, touching her eyes. Margaret’s hazel eyes reminded her of her mother. She wasn’t ready to part with them. 

“How long will the procedures take,” Hugh asked. 

“12 to 24 hours. You can pick your wife up tomorrow. She will likely be tired for a few days, but otherwise there shouldn’t be any pain or other side effects.” 

Margaret noticed the doctor never said her name, only referring to her as Hugh’s wife. Almost like he feared humanizing her. 

She wanted to scream and fight back, but she knew it would do no good. The moment Hugh purchased her from her father her fate was sealed. 

Already forgotten, the men ignored Margaret and continued to chat as the brunette woman typed away at the computer, setting everything up for the procedures. 

“It’s really impressive what you’ve set up here,” Hugh said. “Started from nothing and built all this. A real self-starter.”

“Thank you. But I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for customers like you, trusting me with your most prized possessions,” the doctor replied. 

Margaret drifted into a fog. She heard everyone around her speaking, saying their goodbyes, and followed as she was led to the procedure room. Her legs felt heavy. She was drifting, afraid to pull herself back to the surface. 

Once in the procedure room, she was instructed to remove her clothing again. Nurses came in to clean her body. She laid back onto the table. The nurses inserted a needle into her arm and set up her medication. She drifted further, settling into darkness. 

– – – 

Even after being home for days, Margaret startled when she caught a glimpse of the person looking back at her in the mirror. Her dark, brunette hair now lightened to a bright blonde. The sun spots and wrinkles that held her memories wiped away. Her breasts were larger. Her stomach flattened. But it was the blue eyes she hated most. When she stood in front of her reflection she looked anywhere she could to avoid her gaze. 

But now she forced herself to look directly into these new eyes. She couldn’t blink the tears away. They flowed freely down her ever-smiling face. Margaret was gone and only Hugh’s wife remained.

Book Review – The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood

Genre: Fiction; Romance

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐.5 / 5

Hypothesis: Adam Carlsen might be my new favorite book boyfriend.

If you’re anything like me then you regularly find yourself scrolling through Netflix looking for the most predictable, lovable rom-com available and devour it without a complaint. They make you happy and bring joy into your life even if you know exactly how it’s going to play out.

That’s the feeling I got when reading The Love Hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood. Every guess and prediction I made throughout the book came true, but that didn’t stop me from reading this in one sitting – unable to put it down for even a second.

The main character, Olive Smith, is a third-year PhD candidate and jaded when it comes to romance, but her best friend has eyes on a man Olive already dated. So she does the only logical thing she can to convince her BFF it’s okay – she gets a fake boyfriend, who also happens to be a notorious asshole.

Our love interest, Adam Carlsen, is a hotshot on campus that has made more than a few students cry and give up their graduation dreams, but he seems to have a soft spot for Olive. 

Queue the transition from fake boyfriend to real boyfriend, and honestly one of my favorite sex scenes I’ve read in a book. 

One of my favorite elements of the novel is that each chapter starts with a hypothesis from Olive. It’s a cute way to set the scene for the upcoming part of the story and gives some insight into how Olive thinks and approaches a situation.

But what really hits home is Olive’s struggles with confidence in a male dominated field of work. She’s busting her ass and dealing with assholes who may not think she has what it takes. Eventually she realizes her potential and stands up for herself. Honestly, I was more excited about that part than the romance. I love a badass, powerful woman who takes zero bullshit.

“Carry yourself with the confidence of a mediocre white man.”

-Ali Hazelwood, The Love Hypothesis

If you love a fake boyfriend trope, Alpha male protects his girl, sappy romance – this is the book for you. I have already bookmarked Ali Hazelwood’s next novel Love on the Brain and her STEMinist novellas all coming out this year. 

With just this one book Ali Hazelwood jumped to the top of my list for romance writers. I can’t wait to see what she does next.

Book Review – The Ravens by Kass Morgan and Danielle Paige

Genre: Fiction; Fantasy; Young Adult

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐.5 / 5

I love the idea of The Ravens by Kass Morgan and Danielle Paige. I purchased this book solely because I thought the cover was gorgeous, and once I read the synopsis I knew it had the potential to be a favorite of mine. While it didn’t hit “OMG I HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE” status it was still a fun read. 

Westerly College’s sorority Kappa Rho Nu isn’t just a sorority – it’s a coven hiding behind the facade of a sorority. And they aren’t just anyone among the Greek life – they are the best and brightest, the envy of everyone on campus.

Throughout the novel we switch between the perspectives of Vivi Deveraux, a freshman looking to find her place and set down roots after a life of moving from place to place with her mom, and Scarlett Winters, a legacy Raven with her sights set on becoming Kappa Rho Nu’s next president. Following the initial meet for the new members, Vivi and Scarlett are pinned together as big and little for initiation.

Queue the big secret that could ruin it all for Scarlett, throw in some “she’s stealing my man drama,” and a few dead and/or missing bodies and you’ve got yourself The Ravens.

If you like mother/daughter drama – this is the book for you; if you like catty interactions in girl friend groups – this is the book for you; if you like Mean Girls – this is the book for you. Nothing is as it seems in this novel from the girls glamouring themselves to change their physical appearance to evil witches hiding in plain sight.

This one is definitely slow to start, but once we get into the magic and #drama it really takes off. We start with the assumption that this is your stereotypical sorority with your stereotypical sorority girls – obsessed with image and overall self-centered people. The authors work to shift that for us a bit throughout the novel, and they do an okay job. But I would have liked to see more of this. 

If you want a fun and easy read, The Ravens is a good place to start. It’s always nice when you buy a book because of a pretty cover and end up liking the book as well. The sequel The Monarchs came out earlier this year, but I haven’t picked it up yet. If I do, expect a review for that one as well.

Book Review – Invisible Girl by Lisa Jewell

Genre: Fiction; Thriller

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐ / 5

I had high hopes starting Invisible Girl by Lisa Jewell. I read her novel And Then She Was Gone and absolutely loved it. Unfortunately, this time around didn’t do it for me and left me wanting more from the story. It’s marked as a thriller, but mostly it’s just a story about a few people keeping mildly interesting secrets to themselves until “the big reveal”.

Invisible Girl is a weird and winding story about Owen Pick, a 30-year-old living in his aunt’s spare bedroom; Saffyre Maddox, a girl stalking her ex-therapist; and the Fours family. 

Everyone around Owen expects the worst and his life is beginning to fall apart. He’s pushed to his final breaking point after he’s identified as the last person to see Saffyre Maddox alive before she disappeared. Owen’s plot line is one of the more interesting parts of the novel, but for the first third of the book I hated it. In a time of frustration, Owen turns to the incel message boards. I was expecting that to take a different path, but it didn’t go as I predicted, which ultimately redeemed Owen as a character for me. 

Then there is Saffyre Maddox. Mysteriously disappeared, stalking her ex-psychologist, and holding a secret she’s afraid to tell anyone. Once she confides in an unexpected confidant, her story begins to unfold and ultimately leads to her disappearance. I think a lot of girls and women will be able to identify with Saffyre’s story. While I did like this character, I just found the reasons around her disappearance a little over-dramatic and a let down after the build up of the entire novel.

“It’s amazing how boring you can get away with being when you’re pretty. No one seems to notice. When you’re pretty everyone just assumes you must have a great life. People are so short-sighted, sometimes. People are so stupid.”

Lisa Jewell, Invisible Girl

And last, but certainly not least, we have the Fours Family. From the start of the novel I hated the father of the family – Roan. I typically assume the worst in men, and in his case I was right. Everyone in the family has secrets of their own and enough gaslighting to go around. 

And I can’t mention Roan without calling out his wife Cate. While I did like Cate, she’s your stereotypical nosey neighbor who can’t just leave people alone. She’s watching, listening, and ultimately drawing shit conclusions about people she doesn’t even know. If not for her drawing conclusions about her “weird neighbor” the story would have unfolded differently.  

This entire novel is about three or four plot lines all tangled together by a handful of events, mostly centered around the night Saffyre Maddox disappeared. While it works, it almost doesn’t. It feels like Lisa Jewell forced the weaving of these characters and it doesn’t feel natural to me. 

And, of course, you know if you’ve read any of my other reviews – I can’t stand a thriller where everything works out perfectly in the end. The characters get the resolution they want/should expect with all of the loss being in the court of our “bad guys”. Maybe I’m terrible for wanting the characters, even the good ones, to suffer a little, but here we are. 

If you want to read a thriller by Lisa Jewell, I will recommend And Then She Was Gone a million times over Invisible Girl. This one didn’t hit the mark for me, and I don’t think it will for many others.

Book Review – Academy for the Gifted by Hudson Warm

Genre: Fiction; Thriller; Young Adult

Note: There are NO spoilers in this review. When discussing in the comments, please provide a spoiler warning if needed.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐ / 5

I received an Advanced Reader Copy (ARC) of this book in exchange for an honest review.

When I first received a copy of Academy for the Gifted by Hudson Warm I wasn’t sure what to expect. Knowing the author is a junior in high school, I knew this novel was either going to be painful or brilliant. Thankfully it was the latter, and I enjoyed every moment I spent reading Academy for the Gifted.

The main character Bexley Windsor arrives at the Grant Academy for the Gifted her senior year and quickly realizes that everything she ran from is following right behind her. During her first party, she finds another student’s dead body sprawled on the bed, and she’s the only one close enough to the situation to blame. 

Shortly after the body is discovered, Bexley agrees to help her roommate and friend investigate the murder and find the person responsible. Driven by the desire to clear her name and find the truth, Bexley learns that beneath the beautiful school around her lies a cutthroat elite system that pushes students to their limits. 

This story is Gossip Girl meets Vampire Diaries and I loved every moment of it. Hudson Warm does a fantastic job of pulling you back to those younger years walking the halls of high school, navigating the drama, and trying to keep your social, academic, and love life afloat throughout it all. 

The characters are diverse in background and personality, which gives the story a richness that will have you wanting to learn more about each character. 

But by far, my favorite part of this novel is the playlist at the beginning. There is something so special about having a soundtrack to accompany the story you are submerged in. It was a unique and nice touch. You can listen to the playlist here on Spotify.

Without including spoilers I will say I was disappointed by the ending. I felt like someone was unfairly punished, but that’s not to say it didn’t work with the plot line. But it’s hard when you like a character and have to watch everything not work out the way you want. 

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Demon Princess Warrior

My mom’s house is undergoing a purge as she prepares to move into a smaller place, which leads to lots of old cards, letters, and other knick-knacks coming my way. The most interesting item to resurface – the many short stories and “novels” I wrote in elementary and middle school.

And lucky for you, I’m here to share one of my favorites. Based on my faulty memory, I was about 12 years old (2002) when I wrote this.

I have edited nothing, with the exception of adding some paragraph breaks to make it easier to read. This was originally written as one, three-page long paragraph. Single-spaced. It causes me physical pain to not change the spelling and grammar mistakes, but I think you all deserve an honest experience.

Demon Princess Warrior

As Angel woke up the next morning she noticed that her sister was gone. Where could she be Angel asked herself. I looked everywhere, she’s probably just wondering around in the Dragon Forest. I guess I’ll go to the Demon Tavern and hang out with Sabrina. Sabrina was a demon but she was really nice.

As Angel was walking to the tavern she noticed a movement among the bushes. “I wonder what that could be”, Angel said.

When she walked over there she was frightened by a baby demon looking for his mother. As soon as he saw Angel he flew away. When Angel got to the Demon Tavern she looked around suspiciously. Everyone was quiet whenever she walked in; usually it was loud as ever.

“What’s wrong”, Angel asked Sabrina.

“Well we kind of kidnapped your sister last night”, Sabrina replied.

“Why would you do that”, Angel asked.

“Well she was interfering with your future” Sabrina said.

“How was she doing that” Angel asked.

“She was a demon slayer and we didn’t want you to become one to” Sabrina replied.

“I would never hurt a demon is my life”, Angel declared.

“Well there’s no turning back now”, Sabrina stated.

“What do I have to do to get her back”, Angel questioned.

“You have to go to the Dragon’s Layer and rescue her”, Sabrina stated.

“Well I guess I better get going if I’m ever going to get there this century”, Angel exclaimed!

“Yes you might, well I guess this is good bye”, Sabrina said sadly.

“I will be back someday and you can count on it”, Angel stated.

After that was said everyone cheered for Angel.

As Angel was walking home she noticed that someone was following her and when she turned around she noticed that it was the Demon King.

“Why hello are you the king of demons”, Angel asked?

“Why yes I am and you must be Angel”, the Demon King replied.

“How on earth did you know my name”, Angel asked?

“Why you are the princess of demons how else would I know”, the Demon King replied.

“Really do you mean it oh my goodness”, Angel exclaimed!!!

“I have been waiting many years for you to come”, the King said.

“I must go home and tell mother”, Angel proclaimed!

“I’m afraid I have some disturbing news Angel, for your mother has been killed”, the King said sadly. Angel began to weep as if nothing else in the world mattered.

“Oh but why she has done nothing to anyone”, Angel said sadly.

“Oh but she has kept this secret from you for years”, the King explained.

“I will miss her”, Angel said.

“Well I must be on my way”, the King said. After that was said Angel went back to her home to prepare for her long journey.

When she started off she noticed that she was beginning to feel more like a warrior that a princess. What should I do she thought to herself. I could go to the King and ask him what to do, ya that’s a good idea I’m going to go to the King. So she went to the King to ask him what to do and his response was,” my child you were chosen specifically by the head ruler of the demon me.” Well she thought I guess I can be a princess.

So as she was riding she came upon a pack of elves.

“Why hello”, Angel exclaimed.

“Hello”, the elves chanted together. “Where are you going”, the elves questioned.

“I am an my way to rescue my sister Cimi (a.k.a. Crystal) from the dragons”, Angel replied.

“Why may we come with you Cimi is our friend”, the elves asked.

“Why sure you may I don’t see a problem with that”, Angel replied.

“Why thank you we can stay at our house for the night then leave in the morning”, the lead elf proclaimed.

“Why that would be lovely”, Angel exclaimed. So they were off to the elves house to stay the night. When they awoke the next morning the elves had the horses packed and ready to go.

The end.