Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Waiting On: Armada by Ernest Cline

Wednesday, October 30, 2013 with 3 comments

by Ernest Cline
Expected Publication: July 2014 by Crown Publishing

Zack Lightman is daydreaming through another dull math class when the high-tech dropship lands in his school's courtyard-and when the men in the dark suits and sunglasses leap out of the ship and start calling his name, he's sure he's still dreaming.

But the dream is all too real; the people of Earth need him. As Zack soon discovers, the videogame he's been playing obsessively for years isn't just a game; it's part of a massive, top-secret government training program, designed to teach gamers the skills they'll need to defend Earth from a possible alien invasion. And now…that invasion is coming.

As he and his companions prepare to enter their ships and do battle, Zack learns that the father he thought was dead is actually a key player in this secret war. And together with his father, he'll uncover the truth about the alien threat, race to prevent a genocide, and discover a mysterious third player in the interplanetary chess game he's been thrown into.

Why I Can't Wait To Read This:
Holy crap! That synopsis sounds like a daydream I had once in middle school....doesn't that book sound completely awesome?!?! I sadly admit that I have yet to read Ready Player One yet, but I recently signed up for a free trial on and chose it as one of my two free audiobooks (it's read by Wil Freakin' Wheaton!!!) - I'm excited to start listening to it!

What do you think - yay or nay?

And if you haven't done so already, feel free to join in and link-up your own Waiting on Wednesday post at Breaking The Spine.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Top 10 Scariest Looking Book Covers

Tuesday, October 29, 2013 with 5 comments

A Meme by The Broke and the Bookish

In honor of the Halloween season, today's top ten list is all about scary-looking book covers. To be honest, I don't really get scared easily, but there are some covers that give off a creepy vibe, even if they don't exactly full-on "scare" me. Here are the most notable ones:


I loved the Goosebumps series as a kid, mainly because I enjoyed creeping myself out. The covers were fun also, but there were a few that stuck in my mind because they really freaked me out. I've decided to include them in this post because even as an adult I still find them creepy. That dummy will always scare the crap outta me.


The above books both feature really creepy looking girls standing by themselves in the middle of a wooded area - but one is floating and the other has no eyes! I think the second book is about ghosts, but thanks to Supernatural, when I see black eyes I automatically think demon.


The jack-in-the-box puppet on the Toybox cover is creepy, but the one on the Shadows of the Redwood cover looks demonic, and scary as sh*t!


I don't know what the thing on A Monster Calls is supposed to be, as I have yet to read it, but I would be terrified if it were creeping up on my house like that....As for the Sunshine cover, I just find it eerie that the girl is chained to the wall by her ankle, and that her name is written on the cover in a font that looks a bit like blood. It gives of a spooky vibe, though the story itself isn't really scary.

What do you guys think? 
If you know of any other scary book covers, let me know in the comments!

Sunday, October 27, 2013

{The Sunday Post} Bookish News + Links

Sunday, October 27, 2013 with 2 comments

The Sunday Post
In The News
CBS is working on a reboot of Charmed.

Starz posted a sneak peek photo of the lead hero from their upcoming Outlander adaptation on its official facebook page.
On YouTube
George Takei reads some Erotic Sulu Fanfiction out loud. 

The teaser trailer for the Japanese live-action version of Kiki's Delivery Service by Eiko Kadono is up.
Around The Blogosphere
Are you participating in NaNoWriMo? If so, some great bloggers have gotten together to start a Writers Unite! Support Group for those of you out there who would like the extra help/motivation/camaraderie.

If you happen to be a reader who's also trying to learn a foreign language, Khazumoto wrote a great little motivational article for people attempting to read a book in their target language that I encourage you to check out.

The Ho-Ho-Ho Readathon will be starting next week on Thursday, November 7th and will run until Monday the 11th. Have you signed up yet?

Also, for those of you who could use the extra nudge in making progress with your electronic TBR list, the Clean Out Your E-Reader Challenge will be having its kick-off this Friday, and will run throughout the entire month of November.
Bookish Lists
9 Fictional Games We Wish We Could Play - The Barnes & Noble Book Blog

Coming Out This Week
What's New On My Bookshelf

A great big thanks to Emily Bestler Books, an imprint of Atria Books at Simon & Schuster, for sending me this beautiful hardcover edition of Bellman & Black by Diane Setterfield - I can't wait to start reading it!


Sisters In Love and Six Moon Summer were both Amazon freebies that I added to my Kindle this past week. The Enchanted Life of Adam Hope was more of a splurge, which I had to get for my Kindle after hearing about it on an episode of the Books on the Nightstand podcast. Lastly, I received a copy of Northern Bites to review for an upcoming book tour.

Sunday, October 20, 2013

The spine-tingling horror of Stephen King meets an eerie mystery worthy of Sara Shepard's Pretty Little Liars series in Kate Karyus Quinn's haunting debut.

On a cool autumn night, Annaliese Rose Gordon stumbled out of the woods and into a high school party. She was screaming. Drenched in blood. Then she vanished.

A year later, Annaliese is found wandering down a road hundreds of miles away. She doesn't know who she is. She doesn't know how she got there. She only knows one thing: She is not the real Annaliese Rose Gordon.

Now Annaliese is haunted by strange visions and broken memories. Memories of a reckless, desperate wish . . . a bloody razor . . . and the faces of other girls who disappeared. Piece by piece, Annaliese's fractured memories come together to reveal a violent, endless cycle that she will never escape—unless she can unlock the twisted secrets of her past.

Whoa. I started out thinking that this was going to be a realistic YA thriller/suspense novel, but I certainly wasn't expecting all of the bat-shit crazy that this plot-line dished out - and the literalness of ripping out peoples hearts and eating them...totally gross!


But still, I could NOT put this book down. The mystery of how the being inhabiting Annaliese's body came to be, and why she/it moved from body to body was just so intriguing that I had to keep reading. Plus, I actually came to like her/it, since she/it didn't seem all that bad...she actually started to care about Annaliese's parents, and found herself falling in love with her neighbor, Dex. That doesn't sound like something evil, now does it? The author did a great job of making a character that should normally have been feared come off as really like-able.

After finishing this book, I can definitely see why it was described as having a Stephen King-like quality to it, and I can't wait to see what Ms. Quinn comes up with next! This was a pretty cool debut novel, and I loved the way that each chapter began with a poem that had been written by the real Annaliese, while the chapters themselves were told in the POV of Anna, who had taken over her body - the juxtaposition of the poems with the contents of the chapters was quite eerie (and the poems themselves were really good!). 

According to Goodreads, this author has another book coming out next June called (Don't You) Forget About Me - and it's also a spooky mystery! I'm already diggin' the Simple Minds homage, so now I just have to wait until I can get my hands on a copy. Another author added to my insta-buy list, simply for having great ideas and a real knack for telling stories. I highly recommend you give this novel a try, especially if you're in the mood for something creepy to read around Halloween!


Friday, October 18, 2013

{Follow Friday} Favorite Magazines

Friday, October 18, 2013 with 5 comments
Follow Friday, or Feature & Follow, is a meme hosted by Parajunkee and Alison Can Read. The premise is for bloggers to get to know more about other bloggers, and to keep in touch with each other while also discovering new blogs. This week's prompt is as follows:

What are some of your favorite magazines?

I love reading magazines! Sadly, I don't really have enough time to read them like I used to as a teenager, but I still browse through a few now and then. I like that I can pick and choose what articles to read, but I also love finding magazines that make me want to read them cover to cover. Some of my favorites to read include:


As a kid, I was addicted to Highlights. Once I was a teenager, my favorite magazine was YM (which was sadly discontinued). I also read Teen, Teen People, Cosmo Girl and Seventeen. Plus, I'm a huge fan of those variety puzzle magazines, as they're a lot of fun!

I also subscribe to a few magazines right now thanks to freebies & deals I've found on the internet. If you're curious, here's what I'm subscribed to right now: 

Forbes, Shape, and Women's Health are all free subscriptions, and Rolling Stone was $4.99 for a 3-year subscription thanks to an internet deal - my house is loaded with them now, so I may have to donate some of them soon...

So, what magazines do you like to read or subscribe to?

Thursday, October 17, 2013

{Cover Reveal} Scintillate by Tracy Clark

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About the Book
Author: Tracy Clark
Release Date: February 4, 2014
Publisher: Entangled Teen
Pages: 320
ISBN: 978-1622661459
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Cora Sandoval’s mother disappeared when she was five and living in Ireland. Since then, Dad has been more than overprotective and Cora is beginning to chafe under his confines. But even more troubling is the colorful light she is suddenly seeing around people. Everyone, that is, except herself—she glows a brilliant, sparkling silver.

Troubled by these strange flickerings and fearing she is being stalked, Cora is inexplicably drawn to Finn, a gorgeous Irish exchange student who makes her feel safe. Their attraction is instant, magnetic, and primal—but her father disapproves and Finn’s mother orders him home to Ireland upon hearing he’s fallen in love. After a fight with her father, Cora flees to Ireland, both to follow Finn and to look for her missing mother.

There she meets another silver-haloed person and discovers the meaning of her newfound powers and their role in a conspiracy spanning centuries—a conspiracy that could end her life and change mankind forever.

Scintillate is the first book in this lush and exciting new trilogy, full of romance, adventure and metaphysical mystery.

                                      Exclusive Excerpt 

Finn began to play. Voices descended into a respectful hush. Soft strums of the guitar lifted and fell on shafts of daylight from the windows. A small patch of sun warmed my exposed neck as I listened. The orange beads of his bracelet flashed as he plucked the strings with slender fingers. His head hung over the guitar in reverent concentration.
His playing was amazing, sweet and peaceful. For a while I let go of how bizarre my life had become. I was entranced long before Finn closed his eyes and opened his mouth to sing. His voice was rich, smooth suede, perfectly suited for the blues: soulful and vulnerable. The kind of voice that reaches inside and squeezes what’s tender.
When he sang an Irish bar song called “The Wild Rover,” he got the entire crowd to join in on the chorus. A couple of times during his performance, his gaze fell on me and lingered as if he sang directly to me. I rested my chin on my hand, hiding my smile behind my fingers. The last song was in a language I didn’t understand, but my soul spoke that language. Deep inside, something cracked open so that a bit of my truest self could peek out. His music was bluesy and mournful, eerily familiar, and it opened my heart in locked places. A tear landed on my wrist.
When the final chord of the last song reverberated through the coffeehouse, the audience jumped to its feet and applauded wildly. The force of energy from the crowd knocked the breath out of me, making me dizzy. I dared a look at the people in the room. The colors were unbelievable! Such power. It rolled toward Finn in a wave, a tsunami in slow motion. I had the impulse to leap in front of him, to protect him from it.
My body jerked in response to the thought, and I squeezed the sides of the wooden chair, willing myself to sit still. I couldn’t trust myself and the strong urge to protect him. But from what? The big, bad colors I could see but that were invisible to everyone else? He’d think I was crazy.
Maybe I was.
A chill spidered up my spine. The man with the crazy eyes and pure white aura leaned against the brick wall a couple feet away, staring intently at me. Icy fear spiked through me, making my fingers tingle and my breath come in quick bursts. The sounds of the room fell away. My heart sped and my aura sparked as I saw the roiling ball of the crowd’s energy pass over the man and collide with Finn. But rather than crush him, the energy crashed and blended with his own bright aura, making it grow and pulse fiercely. He seemed to absorb the light until the room grew dim to my eyes.
Untouched by the energy, the strange man moved closer and closer to me. I called out to Dun, but he couldn’t hear me over the shouts and clapping. I was so small in my chair amid the standing crowd. The man and his dark eyes were all I could see. I tried to leap up to run, to grab Dun’s arm, to call for help, but my chest jerked toward the stranger as if I’d been punched in the spine. I couldn’t draw breath, couldn’t move through the thick ice of my draining energy and rising panic. I was hit in the face with a blast of air. Then, a sudden flash of white.
The world tilted sideways, and I slid off.

About Tracy:
Tracy Clark is a young-adult writer because she believes teens deserve to know how much they matter and that regardless of what they're going through, they aren't alone. In other words, she writes books for her teen self.

She grew up a "valley girl" in Southern California but now resides in her home state of Nevada with her daughter and son. She's an unapologetic dog person who is currently owned by a cat. She is the recipient of the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI) Work in Progress Grant and a two-time participant in the prestigious Nevada SCBWI Mentor Program.

Her debut novel, SCINTILLATE, was inspired by her enchantment with metaphysics as a teen, seeing it as the real magic in life. Tracy is a part-time college student, a private pilot, and an irredeemable dreamer.


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Wednesday, October 16, 2013

{Book Blitz} Boy Swap by Kristina Springer

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Release Date: October 16, 2013
eBook for sale on: Amazon, B&N, Kobo, Apple

Boy Swap: The secret to sisterly love and scholarly bliss.

Research shows that seven out of ten girl fights are over a guy. The Boy Swap Club fixes all that. In an effort to spread around male cuteness and minimize fights and backstabbing, they just share boyfriends. And Brooke Thomas, consummate band member, has been asked to join the super secret club because the president of the club has the hots for her guy.

Brooke doesn’t want to share her boyfriend. I mean, who does? But how can she say no? She, a second chair flutist in the school band, finds herself sitting between the Varsity Cheerleader Captain and the Homecoming Queen at the first meeting. Her friends will never believe this in a million years. Too bad she can’t tell them. But she knows. This one event can change her entire life. What if she becomes actual friends with one of these girls? It might be worth sharing her boyfriend.

Besides, he'll always love her best, right?

Chapter 1: Tap, tap

Raise your right hand and repeat after me: 

We, the members of the Boy Swap Club, being of totally sound minds and rockin’ bodies, do here forth promise to be true to the following rules: 

1) Never hog your boyfriend all to yourself. 

2) Never get mad at a sister member for dating your guy. 

3) Don’t go all the way with any of the swapped guys. 

4) And never, ever, fall in love with any guys involved in the swap. 

I put down my hand and smile at the group of girls I’ve just joined. I can’t believe that I’m really here. I don’t totally understand what it is that I just agreed to but who cares? I’m hanging out with the “it” girls. Cassie Deegan and Caitlyn Ray, the two most popular girls in our entire school, run this club and I about died when Cassie invited me to attend. She slipped me a note after Biology this afternoon that said, “4 p.m., Bookends Bookstore, Travel section. Be there.” At first I thought, oh great—I pissed somebody off and now she’s going to lure me into an empty corner of the giant bookstore so she and her friends can kick my butt, film it on their cells, and post it on YouTube. But curiosity got the better of me, and I couldn’t believe it when I showed up and found ten of the prettiest, most popular girls at my school sitting in a circle waiting for me. 

Well, except for, blech, Delaney Adams, the only girl who might actually want to kick my butt. She stands a few feet behind the C2, scowling and appearing generally unhappy that I’m here. Not that that’s new. Obviously she was the “Nay” in the Yay or Nay vote on my invitation. But Cassie and Caitlyn must really want me here so she can just go ahead and deal. 

“Okay,” Cassie bellows to the circle, interrupting my thoughts, “I need to make it clear that not just anybody can join Boy Swap. This is a super secret elite club that you have to be tapped into. So don’t like, go running off and telling your friends or anything. Because we’ll deny it all. You were chosen to join our club because you have a desirable boyfriend.” Cassie looks directly at me and gives me a tight smirk. 

Hmmm…Chris is a hottie. With his adorable dimples and dive-right-in ocean blue eyes, I think he’s irresistible. But they really picked me because my boyfriend is cute? How weird. 

“Look at the girl to your left and the girl to your right,” Caitlyn instructs. 

I glance to my left at Sarah Reynolds with her long shiny blonde hair; she’s the swim team captain and last year’s homecoming queen. On my right is Jackie Adelson with glossy auburn waves; she’s a varsity cheerleader and the lead in every single school play. I finger my own chin-length dark brown hair. Okay. So if the three of us went head-to-head for a Pantene commercial I’d come in third. But Chris loves my hair. He’s always running his hands through it when we’re making out. 

“They may not be your friends outside in the real world,” Cassie continues, “but in here, they’re your sisters.” 

Wow. Sisters! I’ve always wanted a sister. Or two. Or ten. I reach down into my purse for my phone—I want to text Lizzie so bad and tell her all about it. Oooh, but I can’t. Cassie just warned against that, right? Well, I know, and that is what’s important. Currently, my school social status is kind of up for grabs. I’m not exactly what you would call popular. Okay, who am I kidding? If we had to walk the school with our status branded across our chests for all the world to see like Hester Prynne in The Scarlet Letter, mine would read “BN” for Band Nerd. 

Yes, I’m totally a band nerd. I am the second chair flutist in our school symphony as well as in the marching band. Ack, I know, I know! The orange and black toy soldier band uniforms are flattering on no one! Believe me, if I could convince Mr. Shank, our band director, to let us out on the football field in cute sundresses and wedge sandals, I would. But it is a sacrifice that I make to play my music. I love the flute. When I play it, I feel all Tinkerbell twinkly. If you play an instrument in the band then the flute is the only way to go. Your sound stands out higher and prettier than all of the other instruments and it feels more like they are accompanying you. But don’t mention to anyone that I said that. I’ll have a bunch of pissed off clarinetists and saxophonists on my back. 

Anyway, maybe I don’t have to forever be known as a band nerd? This could really change everything for me. Maybe now I’ll make friends with some of these girls and break into their cliques. And that would totally piss Delaney off as well, which is a major bonus. She just hates that I’m sitting here smack dab in the middle of her world. We’ve spent the last five years pretending each other didn’t exist so I imagine this is completely killing her. Her eyes are rolling so far back in her head I’m afraid they might detach and plop right out onto the floor at any moment. 

“If there are no questions, I’d like you to sign the forms I’m passing out and…” 

“I have a question,” I say, shooting my hand in the air. All eyes fall on me. “Um, I guess I don’t quite understand what I’m agreeing to. What is the Boy Swap Club exactly?” 

Cassie sighs and rubs her temple with her right hand. 

Whoops. Did she already explain and I wasn’t paying attention? 

“Research shows that seven out of ten girl fights are over a guy,” Cassie says quickly. “We’ve discovered the secret to harmony and happiness at school. In order to maximize on male cuteness and minimize on fights and backstabbing, we just share our boyfriends. ” 

“And the guys don’t care?” I ask. 

“Like we tell them.” Caitlyn laughs and the rest of the girls join her. Okay, so apparently everyone here does know how things work already, and I’m asking too many questions. But come on, it sounds a little strange. How do you share boyfriends without their knowledge? And why do they want to share boyfriends anyway? I don’t even like to share my fries. Although, loaning Chris out to get to hang with these girls is intriguing. It would be hysterical if I actually became popular from being in their club, so popular that Delaney would beg me to be friends with her again and then I could reject her snooty butt. Oooh, that would be amazing. And I’m sure they’d return Chris to me in the same condition as I left him, right? Hmm. Oh, what am I saying? This is ridiculous. 

“So, like I said before, if there are no other questions…” Cassie scans the circle with an arched eyebrow—daring someone to say something. But no one makes a peep. “I’ll need you each to sign one of these,” she adds. A stack of papers is quickly passed around the circle of girls, and I start to read mine. It’s some kind of boyfriend permission form. These girls are funny! 

“Okay,” Cassie interrupts my thoughts, “you are being passed an agreement that we’ll need you to sign immediately. It is really simple. I, fill in your name, voluntarily participate in the Interscholastic Boyfriend Exchange Program, here forth referred to as ‘Boy Swap Club’ blah blah, of which my boyfriend, fill in his name, unknowingly shall participate, blah blah blah, turn the page, enter into this agreement under no force and of my free will, yadda yadda, for a period of no less than three months, blah blah blah. If contract is broken, penalties up to and including excommunication from entire student body…well, you get the gist. If you want to join our club, sign now.” 

Seriously, can this girl slow down? I don’t want to give away a kidney or something. I scan the first few lines. I don’t know. Should I do it? Part of me says drop the paper on the chair and get the heck out of here. Part of me says don’t be a bore, take a chance, and see what happens. What’s the harm? I raise my hand again. 

“Yes?” Cassie says, narrowing her eyes at me. 

“Can I get a copy of this to read at home?” I hear a few sighs and see several girls give each other looks. Yikes. They’re probably all wondering who let the loser in. But I just want to gather more information. I mean, this isn’t exactly like when I joined French club. 

Stop it Brooke! This is so not going to change your Band Nerd status. And besides, these girls are, like, the smartest and prettiest at school. They are readily signing it so it can’t be that bad, right? And it’s not like Chris would ever cheat on me anyway so I’m totally getting the best of both worlds. “I mean, never mind. Sounds fab,” I add quickly and scribble my name. “Here,” I pass my form to Sarah and try to appear thrilled. Everyone shuffles their papers back to Cassie. 

My stomach flips. Ugh. What did I just agree to? That was rash wasn’t it? I didn’t even take time to really think it over. Let girls date my Chris? Why would I do that? And why do they want Chris anyway? True, he’s hot. But he’s just as big a band nerd as me. Although what’s wrong with band nerds anyway? We’re cool. In our own way. Maybe the popular kids are finally ready to give us the appreciation we deserve. Ah, who am I kidding? No, things are fine the way they are. I don’t need to be in this silly club. Now if I can just get that piece of paper back… “Um, excuse me, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d…” 

“Okay,” Caitlyn says, completely ignoring me. “There is one last piece of business before we let you go today.” She props her Dooney & Burke bag up on her lap and pulls from it a fistful of the rare, extremely sought after, pale pink scarves. 

A collective “ooooooh” goes around the circle and every girl is staring at the pile of scarves with wide eyes. 

“You will each be given one of these pink scarves,” Caitlyn says but I can hardly hear her. My mind is racing. Ohmigod! The scarves! Lizzie and I have been searching everywhere for these scarves. All the girls have. It’s like, the popular girls started a fad and none of us could join in because we couldn’t find the darn things anywhere. And now I am getting one? Lizzie is going to DIE! 

But wait, grasp reality here, I don’t need one. I’ve made it all this time without a scarf. Without being popular. I’m fine. Closing eyes now. Nothing to see here. Well, maybe just a little peek. 

“You must always have the scarf on you in some way—neck, hair, wrist, whatever,” Caitlyn says. “If it doesn’t match your outfit that day well, then have it on your backpack or your purse in some fashion. This is our signal to each other that we are all in the BSC. Never, and I mean NEVER, tell anyone where you got the scarf. If you are ever asked, tell them it was a sale at Macy’s.” Everyone is bobbing their heads up and down in excitement. My fingers are twitching at the idea of possibly holding a scarf in just a few seconds. Cailtyn walks the circle, dropping one scarf in each girl’s lap. 

I’m losing will power fast. Must. Touch. Scarf. Caitlyn’s getting closer to me. What will people say if they see me at school wearing this scarf? Matching with all of these super cool girls, together in solidarity. A sign that I belong with them. That I, Brooke Thomas, second chair flutist, am someone important. My right leg is bouncing up and down in anticipation. And then Caitlyn drops a scarf on it. 

Oh my God. I drape it over my left wrist and hold it up toward the light. This is the most beautiful scarf I’ve ever seen.

About The Author:
Kristina Springer is the best-selling author of THE ESPRESSOLOGIST, MY FAKE BOYFRIEND IS BETTER THAN YOURS, JUST YOUR AVERAGE PRINCESS, THE PAPARAZZI PROJECT and BOY SWAP. She has a Masters in Writing from DePaul University and she resides in a suburb of Chicago with her husband and children. Read more about her at

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by Ilsa J. Bick
Expected Publication: February 11, 2014 by Egmont USA

Ilsa Bick’s WHITE SPACE, pitched as The Matrix meets Inkheart, about a seventeen-year-old girl who jumps between the lines of books and into the white space where realities are created and destroyed – but who may herself be nothing more than a character written into being from an alternative universe, to Greg Ferguson at Egmont, in a two-book deal, by Jennifer Laughran at Andrea Brown Literary Agency (NA).

Why I Can't Wait To Read This:
I need this NOW!!!! 
She jumps between the lines of books - The Matrix meets Inkheart?!?!?! 
What more do I need to know - this already sounds awesome!!!

What do you think?

And if you haven't done so already, feel free to join in and link-up your own Waiting on Wednesday post at Breaking The Spine.

Sunday, October 13, 2013

A Meme by The Story Siren &
Stacking The Shelves, A Meme by Tynga's Reviews

It's been a good while since I've made a post showcasing any new books I've bought, but that's because I haven't really gotten anything new other than a few kindle books here and there (and certainly not enough to post about.) But I really felt like participating in this meme today, and I just happened to buy a couple of physical books that were on sale at Wal-Mart, so here it goes:

Wither by Lauren DeStefano
I've been curious to see what all the hype on this series was about, and since it was only $4.95 for the hardcover version, I figured: Why not?

Safe Haven by Nicholas Sparks
I really would like to see the movie, but I know I should read the book first, so I thought I'd snag myself a copy.


Spiral by Mila Ferrera
Easy Bake Coven by Liz Schulte
Whispers In Autumn by Trisha Leigh

I got the three books above all for free on Amazon! They sound great - especially Whispers In Autumn, which is takes place after an alien invasion!


Attempting Elizabeth by Jessica Grey
Covert Assignment by Missy Marciassa

I'm participating in a blog tour for both of the above eBooks as a reviewer, so I was given Kindle versions of them in exchange for an honest review. I look forward to reading them both - they sound really good!

So, what books did you get this past week?