Reblogged from: Moonlight Reader
Reblogged from: Moonlight Reader
A Memory of Fire
(SoulNecklace Stories #3)
Publication date: October 1st 2017
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult
About my wrist is a tattoo of roses, strung like beads on a bracelet of thorns. I have a past, if only I could remember — but I cannot remember.
Held captive in a strange city, Dana dreams of fire and flight. There is something she must find, but she does not know what it is, or why it is important. If only her dreams would let her rest.
Half a world away, Will studies a new, exciting discipline. But while N’tombe the enchantress is impressed by his newfound skills, inside he feels only desperation. A terrible moment is approaching; soon, Dana must face her final ordeal. Is his new power enough to save her? And is he prepared for what might happen next?
In this thrilling conclusion to the award-winning SoulNecklace Stories, Will and Dana must make a heart-breaking choice. A choice that may change their world forever.
Just have to say one of my favorite book from the different book tours that I take part in.
Favorite part of the book of course if you read my other two reviews from this series, you would already know, is the character of Will. In this book, which I am sad is the last one, Will really grew a lot from a young man in the first book were he lost so much, to becoming the man that he was meant to be.
Dana grows a lot as well in this final book in this fantastic series. She had to get herself out of a lot of serious problems on her own.
I really loved the book but there were things that really confused me but I can’t really say what because then it would become spoil city. I will say it was at the end of the book.
Something that might turn some people off and this will be a little bit of a spoiler is that Will and Dana, in each book are separated for parts of the book. This didn’t bother me because this needed to happen for each of these two characters can grow, and do what needed to be done to win against their enemies.
I am so super happy that I was chosen to be involved with this book tour, I really loved this series, and I will definitely have to visit this story another time, so I can visit with Will once again.
Award-winning author Rachel Stedman lives in Dunedin, New Zealand with her husband and two children. Her first novel, A Necklace of Souls, won Best First Novel at the New Zealand Post Book Awards 2014. In 2012 Rachel was the winner of the Tessa Duder Award and was shortlisted for the Tom Fitzgibbon Award. If she’s not got her nose in a book, she’s on instagram or twitter (@rlstedman) or at her local library. Her website is http://www.RLStedman.com.
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WoW I definitely thought this was a very surprising book for me, and that’s because I didn’t see that Ending coming. I am not even sure who I consider the villain, I see both of these individuals point of view. One of these individuals, I feel is the worst right now but in the next book that could change. I love the world building in this book so much, and I loved that most of the story takes place in Japan.
Out of the characters my absolute favorite so far is Emika, and the rest of her team members, especially Hammie, Asher, and Roshan.. Emika is a very smart hacker and I really think she is a very interesting character. I also have to say that I think Hideo, is somewhat a mystery to me, I am just not sure if I like him all that much, at times I did and at other times I didn’t. The only times I liked him is when he was around Emika. When Emika gets the job working for Hideo that’s when this book really starts to get interesting and starts to take off and never slows down. I really don’t want to talk about how it ended or I might give something away, just say it ends in a cliffhanger. I can’t wait to find out what Emika is going to do with the information that she has. I will definitely buy the next book to find out what that answer is going to be. Loved, loved, loved this book.
I’m writing this while watching my grandchildren make sandcastles. The sun and the salt of the ocean remind me of him. It reminded me of you, also. You’re probably wondering why I’m contacting you after all these years. I ask myself the same question. I thought it was time you knew the truth, especially you, dear friend…
I wanted to tell you all those years ago, and while you read this, you will find out why I didn’t. My troubled heart hopes you will believe what I should have told you then. Don’t hate me for not telling you, Emma; I had very good reason not to. When I look at my grandson as he plays, the eyes staring back at me were his eyes. I know now more than ever that it wasn’t a dream. Now, you will know the truth. And in time, everyone will. Please have an open mind while reading my journal and understand why I couldn’t tell you. It began the day of my mother’s funeral. You remember that awful day. You were there with me.
All my love,
The morning dew kissed the steep slope and ridge boughs of the winding road. I loved how the shade of the sugar maple trees blanketed the dense, mossy hollow of Hidden Valley.
I heard the thud before the antlers crashed through the windshield. Without thinking, my hands covered my eyes as the car flipped over the guardrail and down the embankment. The seatbelt pulled tight across my chest, squeezing the air from my lungs. The car rolled and rolled until it stopped on its side. I hit my head on the window, and everything went black.
I’m unsure of how long I had been unconscious, but I woke up to the flash of a bright light and realized I was trapped. It was the seatbelt. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t undo my seatbelt. I felt something wet and warm. A sweet, metallic, pungent smell entered my nose. Blood.
“Finn….” I struggled to speak.
He didn’t answer. There was only the rattling of metal and the sound of whizzing air, like when a can of Coke is opened after it’s been shaken.
“Finn, talk to me, please. Are you hurt?”
A second bright light flashed beyond the trees. In the distance, the rustling of movement and low voices were coming closer.
“We’re here,” I struggled to get the words out. “Help!” I tried shouting, but the belt made it hard to raise my voice. There was no way they would find us. Just when I thought all hope was lost, I felt someone at my side.
“Don’t be afraid. I got you,” the stranger said. It was a man’s voice, and he spoke gently to me, instantly soothing my worries.
The seatbelt snapped open, and I could breathe again.
“She’s free,” the stranger said. His words rolled off his lips like liquid gold.
Am I dead? Is he an angel?
My fingers trailed loosely at my side as he dragged me across the dry soil. He laid me down on the forest ground away from the wreckage.
The blurred figure above me pulled his shirt off and tucked it underneath my head. For a moment, I was enveloped in his scent, and he lifted my head just enough for me to see my brand-new iPhone crushed on the ground beside me.
“My brother?” I whispered. My voice still not as strong as it should’ve been.
“Shhh. Don’t try to speak,” the stranger said, pushing my hair away from my face. When he did, a calmness swept over me.
“What do you think you’re doing? Just leave her,” another voice said. I hadn’t known anyone else was there.
“Help my brother,” I said, more clearly now.
“I’m so sorry—” the first man started, but he didn’t have to finish. I already knew Finn was dead.
The shadowy figure placed his hands on me.
“Don’t do it,” said the second voice. “We have to leave now.”
“No! We caused this!” the first voice begged.
“Stop! You must not. Let’s just go.”
“I’ve got to do something. She’ll die…”
“It’s not for you to decide! It’s not allowed.
There’ll be consequences, brother.”
“I can’t let her die.”
“You can’t, or you won’t?”
“No…” I tried to tell them both. I could taste the blood as it filled my mouth and gurgled from my lips. “Let me die.”
“Not today,” The stranger that had rescued me said. I felt his hands brush over my head.
A jolt of electricity shot through my body. I wasn’t scared anymore.
I’m not sure how I ended up there, but there I was. I used to be a normal teenage girl, worrying about boys, my looks—you name it. My life was changed forever by the intrepid, dark-haired stranger who saved me. Lucien Foster was that stranger. He was not the average, teenage boy. He was special, to say the least. He had remarkable, snowy-diamond eyes that could see into my mind and read every thought. Lucien Foster possessed certain abilities that, if known, would endanger his life—supernatural abilities. The funny thing about all this was he was an alien from a planet, billions of light-years away from Earth, and I fell in love with him. I know what you’re thinking, this girl is a nutcase. They need to lock her up and throw away the key. However, what I say is true; my boyfriend was not from this world.
At the time all of this transpired, the day after the Christmas solstice, I didn’t think my life could get more complicated than it already was. I had no idea what I was getting myself into that fateful night on a mountainside in New Mexico. Boy, did things go wrong.
WOW I really loved this book from the beginning to the very end, Beckett and Sarama are so freaking awesome and so cute together. And I have another book boyfriend In sexy, nerdy, Beckett. While I really remember liking The Forgetting a lot and having a crush on Gray, I have to say Beckett has him beaten.
This book is just really great, it has some action and adventure, two totally different types of individuals that fall in love that shouldn’t have ever meet. It’s so interesting that in Samara’s world that Beckett is considered the alien, even though his from earth. When I read about them loving each other I get it, while in some books such as The Last of the Firedrakes, I don’t understand why Rory would fall for someone like Rafe.
I loved that you don’t have to read The Forgetting in order to read the Knowing, even though I wish I would have gone back and at least read the last 50 to 100 pgs of The Forgetting just for a refreshment course. I thought that Samara was very interesting and definitely no wall- flower. I really felt bad for her and not being able to forget anything, I would hate to have to relive everything you ever had to experience over and over again, without going insane. I loved that Beckett didn’t stand in her way when she thought she had to do a certain thing alone. And how interested he was in her world. I am wondering if there will be another book in this world. Because while it had a conclusion to the story, it also ended in a way that there could be other stories to tell in this very interesting and most of the time crazy world!!!!!
Reblogged from: Obsidian Blue
Magical realism: a genre which expresses a primarily realistic view of the real world while also adding or revealing magical elements.