Good afternoon, fellow readers.
I’ve had a tough week because of my own coming of age, which is a fancy way of saying I discovered many things I heard of once but never really had the (unfortunate) chance to experience by myself. I felt the agony of muscular inflammation due to injections in my tender hips which let me sleeping on my chest to avoid the excruciating pain, there also was PMS headaches, I always heard some friends and even my mother whining about those painful memories and I felt them for the first time two days in a row which let me to almost faint a block away from my home at 6pm so yeah, thanks lazy ass period. And finally, there was the awful truth about sushi, I always dreamed with the idea of tasting pompous salmon with lovely Asian rice but once I tasted it for my bffs 21St birthday I decided it’s not my thing, I consider it needs to have some Peruvian ceviche condiments and lemon juice. In other news, I read five books this week and I like them but not entirely, you’ll get why once I give you my avid reviews.
The first novel I read was the soft spoken stand alone named Panic by the talented Lauren Oliver.
“Panic is a competition with a lot of secrecy, made up by kids bored by vacations in their regular small town.” But nobody really cares how it started, just how to win it. People like Heather and Dodge, two practical strangers looking for a new way of getting what they want, risking their lives and something even more important to them separately. Will one of them be the winner? What will they loose? And specially, what could they find in the rocky road of Panic?
IT FELT A LITTLE FLAT.
The plot line had so much potential to become the next Nerve meets Batale Royale or something but the slow pace just made me feel sleepy and the fact the characters made me feel so confused during the entire read was another less for me. Like… it was OK, it was decent cuz of the writing style and the whole tiger challenge ordeal, and shitty lifestyle factor however there was a little something missing. I won’t say I wasn’t into this because I was but once I finished I seriously didn’t know what to think. until know I’m not quite sure of what I just read, I just understand it was an interesting story.
The next one is the back stabbing Burn For Burn from the trilogy of the same name by Jenny Han and Siobhan Vivian.
Three very distinct girls who never thought could be together join forces to destroy those who burned their tranquility. Mary’s back in town to hunt down her former only friend in the world, Lillia’s perfect sister bond seems to crumble when her friend sleeps with her teen sister, and Kat has become sick and tired of her former bff/current head bitch bullying her for no reason. They will show that pretty girls can do some ugly mischief if they are hurt bad.
NEVER DOUBT JENNY HAN’S CREATIVITY.
I must admit that while I read the first povs in the prologue sort of parts, I was a little unsure about this new story but I trusted in Jenny so I kept reading until I grew to like the female leads and respect their own stories, no matter how teenager these were cuz until a point they were interesting and so appealing though I wanted to slap or yell at a couple of them because of some of their choices; however, the girl that most intrigued me was Mary, she shone with her own melancholic light without even noticing it besides there’s this whole mystery surrounding her abilities and I need more of a continuation, for sure.
The third one was the previous’ sequel named Fire With Fire by the same authors.
After the fire and Reeve’s accident, the school was left pending on a thread when it came to sports and prom because he broke his leg and his future is over. Mary’s guilt takes over her and the girls make up a new plan to get even with the quarterback before he fixes his leg on time. As the three girls discover that not everything they see is what it seems, not even what’s in front of their very eyes.
Such an expression for what I felt during the last half of the book, I felt I was in an exploiting tnt device running out of time as the terrible truth came over and took over my pov. Since I was getting that vibe, you know, that crazy vibe that either says you’re too paranoid or you’ve read too much YA. I’m like, Jenny Han is this you? what is going on with he plot? Siobhan is some supernatural lady, for sure. But somehow I need to keep reading to figure out what the fuck comes next, to explain some things that were not handled properly like how on earth people can see a motherfucking ghost and others just dismiss it. Like that’s my main question, my poor girl is one supernaturally driven spirit. I feel so hangover about this.
The following book is the third and final one in the trilogy, it’s named Ashes to Ashes.
Guilt. That’s what Lillia and Reeve feel for falling in love at the expenses of Rennie’s biggest fears and selfish feelings. Guilt is what Kat feels because of leaving Rennie driving to get the incriminating evidence from her locker while her former bff died drunk thinking they had rekindled. Guilt is exactly what Mary will never feel, cuz “if she died because of Reeve then he and her new ‘friends’ must make her some good company”.
REALISTIC ENDING. I HATE REALISM.
“Jenny Han was my newest safe place to land and Siobhan turned her into a heart breaker and I don’t like that, is it that I cannot trust authors with my ships anymore? Damn you both, you made me fall for the Jock imbecile like a jock imbecile to not making them end up together. Whatever, in my mind they ended up together! ” So yeah, I couldn’t restraint my mind from speaking, but now that this issue is out of my chest I can focus on my favorite parts like the vulnerability I saw in Kat with her dad which made me cry like an eleven year old again, in other news: Mary is the most badass revenge driven ghost ever! I seriously couldn’t hate her, like I got her rage and the pov made it even stronger, kudos on that.
And finally there was the third book in the White Rabbit Chronicles by Gena Showalter, named Queen of Zombie Hearts.
Badass Ali thought that after becoming a kind of zombie herself and a rat lab, she wouldn’t be surprised by anything Anima planned and would live to have some hot intimate kissing sessions with Cole, however things have changed. An attack leaves her questioning her life, family and her own persona when she sees her loved ones disappear forever. Could she become just like her enemies with the right amount of pain and pressure?
I CAN’T COMPLAIN AS ALWAYS, WITH SHOWALTER’S JOB.
I was entertained and thrilled during the entire book, Ali’s adventures were exciting in a sense that she proved she was a bloody badass and no bitch could beat her with all the fire powers and her amazing fighting skills, and not even the last demise could have been able to make me angry at Gena cuz it was painful (I cried) it felt real and raw which made it somehow correct, we needed the pain and we understood it as readers and fans. But if there were any small detail I was against or had issues with, it would have to be the fact that we never got to see Helen’s side of the story involving Cole’s mother and Veronica’s mother, like why did she do what she did? what were her true motivations? I felt that was a little inconclusive and I really want a little novella explaining that, seriously. please Gena.