‘I’m a twenty three year old sacrifice, and he’s a two thousand year old vampire.’
Good afternoon fellow booklovers,
Today’s review is for a book I absolutely adore- Of Flesh and Fire, by Tuesday cross.
When a young girl is discovered, unscathed, in a burnt down orphanage, she is whisked away to a land of magic, where she is to attend University. She soon learns that she is part of an ancient prophecy between dragon and vampire kind,where her true name, Nyminia originated, and soon falls into an unconventional romance with a two thousand year old vampire veteran, Marcus.
I came to love Nyminia’s character for she is brave, headstrong, and of high intelligence, all qualities that I admire. I shared in every one of her victories and losses, as though I were actually part of her personal journey.
Her unusual appearance captivated me: hair as white as snow, pale skin, and with stunning violet eyes that scream unique beauty. As for her personality, Nyminia possesses the naivety of youth, but simultaneously boasts the wisdom of a century’s old being alongside a sarcastic sense of humor.
Nyminia’s blossoming romance with Marcus, a gentlemanly vampire and mage, was beautifully developed and had my heart thudding within my chest.
Another loveable character comes in the form of Rowan, not another vampire, but a young werewolf girl and Nyminia’s first and best friend at RBU. We instantly see the pair form a tight bond and sense that Nyminia loves her dearly from day one of their meeting- ‘How could anyone be so instantly likeable?’ Rowan’s bubbly and adorable personality contrast strongly with Marcus’s dark and somewhat brooding nature, though both characters are steadfast in their loyalty to Nyminia and do anything they can to protect her from harm.
I loved the author’s personable style and conversational tone as it made this book easy to dive into, with characters I could relate to on a deeper level. I loved how dramatic the storyline was and believe I’ve found a new favourite author.
I now leave you with one last quote from the Headmistress of RBU. The quote is taken from near the start of the novel when the prophecy concerning Nyminia is first mentioned.
‘Our universe was born from fire, and by fire- all things must end.’
This quote instantly reminded me of how quickly the world around us can change and how the natural circle of life functions in the daily progression of our lives.
I thoroughly enjoyed this book and would recommend that you give it a read.
I’m rating it as 5 stars.
Recommended for lovers of fantasy and folklore.
If you enjoyed this review, please feel free to share it over social media using the range of sharing buttons below. Also, why not visit Wattpad for some FREE chapters of the Reader’s Favourite YA Fantasy novel, Phoenix.
Good afternoon you beautiful bookworms! ^_^
Today, I’m reviewing Burning Captivation, by Lucretia Stanhope.
Burning Captivation is the extraordinary fantasy tale in which Gwen, a young witch is to be the future bride of vampire master, Dmitry. The story is told from two main perspectives, that of Gwen, and Dmitry himself.
Moving away from the belief that vampires are unfeeling creatures, unable to feel the true depth of compassion, Dmitry’s character (although an adept at hiding his emotions from Gwen) practically oozes it. From the beginning, I could see how much he cared for Gwen in his own way, his sarcastic and somewhat cocky attitude making him a rather intriguing and likable character.
Gwen, a sassy and at times headstrong individual copes well with all the dramatic twists and turns that come her way. Gwen shows true courage, what with having been thrust into a different realm where she is to one day be used as a weapon.
Gwen remains calm (as calm as any of us could be in such a terrifying situation) and assesses whatever is happening around her at the time, to assist her husband to be in any way possible.
As we watch Gwen take on the quest to find a missing witch, Pauline, we see the actual strain she is being put under from her new life. Being separated from a true love (Sebastian) would drive anyone insane, but Gwen ensures that she remains calm and composed, to best protect her new vampire master. However, we do see Gwen’s true hopelessness and misery at times when it seems like she and her love, Sebastian might never get to be together. It is at these times that she appears to crave the familiar, comforting presence of a loved one that we all crave when at our wit’s end.
This was a beautifully crafted tale of duty and sacrifice that wrapped up nicely toward the end.
Other than Gwen and Dmitry only having known each-other for seven days, there was nothing I could find that I disliked about the book.
I would happily rate Burning Captivation as 5 stars, and would recommend it to lovers of fantasy, vampires, and witchcraft.
Thank you for reading my latest review.
I hope you enjoyed it.
P.s. Be sure to grab the book from Amazon using my Affiliate Link below. Your support of me as an affiliate is always appreciated.
Welcome To Our First Official Release Day Blitz Post
Introducing: Incrusted: Hiding the Demon Within, by Annora Wilson.
To save myself, I must kill my own heartbeat.
I was that unique breed, the ‘werepire’ a rare and powerful one that was made from a deadly and impossible combination of a Vampire and a Werewolf.
But, I am no more than a sin to them. I am desperately trying to seek some answers, whilst my unknown enemies are on the prowl to destroy me, if I want to survive them, I need to know myself first.
Join Ingrid in her exciting game of life and death and see how she plays with her own fate.
Below is a tantalizing excerpt from Incrusted.
I had always felt like a stranger to the world etched in charcoal. The absence of the vibrant hues of color gave me a strangling feeling; a feeling that was unexplainable, a feeling that made my whole body shudder with an unbearable pain. The blindness, the fear of the unknown and the wretched memories attached to it, pinched several holes into my defenseless soul.
My soul-shattering agony wasn’t unknown to him either, in fact, I even had the delusion that he understood my pain in a way that no one else could ever fathom. But, it didn’t take him a blink of an eye to throw me right into the arms of darkness!
And now I was running in the middle of an unknown forest, from a bunch of enemies whom I never saw before. My enemies were as unknown to me as this ruffling forest, that was covered in an ominous veil of darkness. As the strong fragrance of blood and rotten flesh numbed my nostrils, all I knew was that I was running amidst an endless row of giant pine trees.
“Don’t look back!” I whispered to myself. My weak voice got overshadowed by the thunder like sounds of my panicked breaths. My heart had forgotten its sense of rhythmic breaths and was now pounding like crazy. Fulfilling the demand of the adrenaline rush in my body I ran, I ran with my full speed, yet I couldn’t escape them. Even my full strength was falling short in front of those night beasts. My aunt always taught me to trust my own strength, she told me that my belief in myself was far stronger than any force in this whole universe. Everything was gone, forget confidence, I wasn’t even sure if I knew myself anymore!
The hungry howls of those baying night creatures froze my senses. They were getting closer with each passing second, I had no idea how much more pressure my bruised feet could handle.
I knew that I was fighting a lost battle, they were the shadows of the devil, it wouldn’t take them a minute to kill me. But something inside me refused to accept defeat.
“I don’t want to die like this” I cried with my broken voice, aiming for the sky. Though I knew that there was no one listening to me, I knew my prayers would bounce back from the sky, then also I prayed, I prayed with the little ray of hope, that told me that this wasn’t the end for me. My feet gave up, the pain was unbearable, it felt like the white blankets of snow were made up of thousands of sharp pointed needles. The once green pine tree that now looked like it was showered in the snow, offered me its branch to lean on.
I rested my back against that giant pine tree to calm down my heaving chest. The cold bark was hard on my back, yet it soothed me somehow. And for a moment, it felt like the world stood still, the silence comforting yet horrifying at the same time. I had no idea what the next moment could bring.
After taking some deep breaths when I dared to look back, my hazy vision could detect some red footprints stained against the white snowy carpet. The slight hint of moonlight on the dove gray sky was making the white snow shine like glitter. My eyes got widened in alarm, Great! now it wouldn’t even take them a minute to find me, I thought while banging my head against the rough bark of the pine tree. The distant sound of howling had now turned into an aggressive and urgent grunting. I needed no more directions to detect that the bunch of werewolves had found me and were ready to rip my heart apart from my exhausted body.
I had no idea how many miles I had run, but all the muscles of my body were worn out and I had no once of strength left in me. When I tried to move, my feet slipped, I lost my balance and fell down. My face crashed into the icy ground, the dripping blood from my mouth, colored the white snow into saffron color. Before I could realize anything else, the shadow of a tall figure blinded my eyes. I knew who it was and what he wanted, I had reached the dead end and now there was no escaping.
I’ve already got chills! ^_^ I love the dramatic feeling I get from this excerpt
and can’t wait to read the full book so I can post my Incrusted review.
If you’re finding yourself intrigued so far, you can find Incrusted
at Amazon.com for $0.99, or for FREE on KU
Now for a few words from the author herself, Miss Annora Wilson.
About the Author
Thank you for stopping by to read about me. My name is Annora, I was a studious girl in my high school, I always loved to read and write stuff. I used to write stories when I was in school. Now, when I look back, they seem quite amusing to me. 🙂
When I got into college, I pursued my passion for writing, I really loved it as a hobby. Then Twilight came out. I absolutely loved the series. I finally found the genre that I loved. Somehow these vampire, werewolves and paranormal genre, in general, intrigued me so much.
I love to see how human relationships work and have always been fascinated with human psychology. When I write my characters, I get to know them better. I get to know how they feel, how they perceive. This helps me to understand not just myself, but those around me. My writing is like an Emotion Lab for me (believe me.) It has taught me so much!
I hope you have enjoyed seeing a sample of my work.
Please feel free to contact me as I am always open to discussions.
Seventeen year old Belle thought she was a member of the pack, but being hunted by The Demon King sets her on a journey she never imagined. In what appears to be a unique adaptation of Beauty and the Beast, we follow Belle, a young hybrid, and Keith, the fierce King of the Werewolves.
Although their relationship starts as one of sheer dislike, we see Keith begin to grow on Belle, as she in turn grows on him. I must admit, although I initially hated Keith’s character with his frustrating level of arrogance and stand-offish nature, I began to warm with him as Belle did. It’s like I was experiencing her changing emotional state for myself, her feelings influencing my impression of him.
The story is told through the eyes of three separate characters: Belle, Keith, and Tannon, a one-thousand year old warlock. We are shown the remarkable depth of each character’s thoughts, with each bringing a unique perspective to the story’s events. Belle and Keith proved to be the most stubborn characters I’ve ever met, but in an almost endearing way.
The action hooked me from the start, with a plot that continued to draw me in. This was in addition to the many surprise twists I noticed dotted throughout as I followed Belle on a journey of self-discovery and love.
I love Alena Des’ style of writing and would recommend the sequel, The Warlock’s Nemesis.