Have you ever started something for fun... then after awhile it started to feel more like a job then anything else? Well, that's how I feel about my blog. It's been a great run and I've met a lot of nice people but I can't do it anymore. Reading is just eh now and I just enjoy reading for the heck of it and not writing reviews. It's indefinite if I'll come back or not, but for now I don't know. I just know that right now I need a really long break to focus on my life. Put it that way.
Plus I feel my blog really hasn't really accomplished anything in the year (almost two!) that I've been blogging. Oh well, there were those people that actually read it that matters :)
Everything will be on here till whenever. I hope I'll make up my mind sometime soon on if I'm leaving for sure or not. But for now I am. And thanks for the great ride everyone! <3
Title: The Eternal Ones
Author: Kirsten Miller
Publisher: Razorbill
Pages: 416
Rating: 4.5
"What if love refused to die?
Haven Moore can’t control her visions of a past with a boy called Ethan, and a life in New York that ended in fiery tragedy. In our present, she designs beautiful dresses for her classmates with her best friend Beau. Dressmaking keeps her sane, since she lives with her widowed and heartbroken mother in her tyrannical grandmother’s house in Snope City, a tiny town in Tennessee. Then an impossible group of coincidences conspire to force her to flee to New York, to discover who she is, and who she was.
In New York, Haven meets Iain Morrow and is swept into an epic love affair that feels both deeply fated and terribly dangerous. Iain is suspected of murdering a rock star and Haven wonders, could he have murdered her in a past life? She visits the Ouroboros Society and discovers a murky world of reincarnation that stretches across millennia. Haven must discover the secrets hidden in her past lives, and loves¸ before all is lost and the cycle begins again."
In one sentence: The Eternal Ones was one helluva ride and secured a spot on my most favorites among the paranormal genre.
This novel, by far, was something I haven’t seen on the paranormal scene. Giving you signals that this is something fresh and interesting. The concept of reincarnation, past lives and love-at-first-sight interested me completely and left me awed when I finished reading. For me, keeping up with past characters and the present characters will leave you slightly confused. But The Eternal Ones was forgiven for how wellthe past and present mixed together seamlessly. And the writing. The writing was amazing and was definitely awesome.
The relationships that Haven were complex and very believable. With Iain, the chemistry between the two was undeniable and very steamy. I mean, come on, I’m a girl, I’m allowed to note on those sort of things. Now on to Beau. He was the guy best friend who was always there for Haven under the circumstances. We didn’t have any problem with the Southern gentleman either. All in all, the characters and their relationships with each other were great.
The ending. For me, everything closed nicely and left me satisfied. And about five minutes later, I’m like wait, what happened to this person? Is that it? But it’s naturally going to happen, and I didn’t mind it at all. Let’s just say it can either close nicely for you or having you wanting more. In my case, both.
The Eternal Ones has everything you could ask for in a paranormal novel with a little twist. The Ouroboros Society gave you the suspense, Haven and Iain gave you the romance (ahem), and with a little mystery, this novel will keep you on your toes. I definitely recommend this novel to almost anyone. Who knows, maybe you’ll like it just as much as I did.
**Mild language in the fragment. Just warning you.**
The track was muddier than it looked. Both competitors were set. Rudy through a rock in the air as the starting pistol. When it hit the ground, they could start running.
"I can't even see the finish line," Liesel complained.
"And I can?"
The rock wedged itself into the earth.
They ran next to each other, elbowing and trying to get in front. The slippery ground slurped at their feet and brought them down perhaps twenty meters from the end.
"Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!" yelped Rudy. "I'm covered in shit!"
"It's not shit," Liesel corrected him, "it's mud," although she had her doubts. They'd slid another five meters toward the finish. "Do we call it a draw, then?"
Rudy looked over, all sharp teeth and gangly blue eyes. Half of his face was painted with mud. "If it's a draw, do I still get my kiss?"
"Not in a million years." Liesel stood up and flicked some mud off her jacket.
