She’s a Prince, not Princess
Now I Rise by Kiersten White
The second novel in The Conqueror’s Saga, Now I Rise follows the siblings Lada and Radu after the defining choice each had made at the end of the first book. Though the two go on very different journeys, their struggles and their relationship remains at the forefront of their stories.
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Creepy siblings, ghosts, and a trace of Poe
From the moment I saw the trailer, I could tell that this would be my kind of movie. After all, it was a period piece, had supernatural happenings, and a gothic tone to it. After finally watching it, I can say that it did not disappoint.
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The truth doesn’t always equal answers
Swimming Lessons by Claire Fuller
This book was read within a day. There is so much within this novel that you could talk about but for this post, I’d like to focus one of the overwhelming themes of truth and imagination, what is real and what has been made up? This is a question that is brought up a lot when the characters and the readers wonder what really happened to Ingrid, a woman who disappears one day, leaving behind a complicated history with her husband and two children. But the more we read, the more we see that this is not, in fact, the question that matters. Continue reading “Swimming Lessons”
Last week, the Unicorn Frappuccino was making its round on social media. This week, it seems as though the Dragon Frappuccino is the new, mythological-creature named drink that has people talking. Continue reading “Unicorns, Dragons, Fraps, Oh My!”
This Savage Song by Victoria Schwab
I blew through this book in one day. ONE. DAY. It was that good. Continue reading “This Savage Song”
Magical fun or a magical dud?
Caraval by Stephanie Garber
For a book that promised a magical good time, I was left feeling more confused than enthralled. Continue reading “Caraval”
Bottomless, beady eyes peering at you. The tilt of its head. The shiver that runs through you as it takes a few, halting steps towards you. You pray it doesn’t come closer. You hope that no one startles it into motion. Go away, you mutter, just leave. Continue reading “Birds: A Living Nightmare”