by Kyle Massa Did you cry when Bambi’s mom got shot? It’s okay. You can admit it. Though we know they’re not real, the death of fictional characters evokes real emotion in us. I find that amazing. After all, when fictional character die, we’re essentially mourning the loss of someone who does not, has not, […] … Continue reading
It began with Eragon. . . . It ends with Inheritance. Not so very long ago, Eragon--Shadeslayer, Dragon Rider--was nothing more than a poor farm boy, and his dragon, Saphira, only a blue stone in the forest. Now the fate of an entire civilization rests on their shoulders. Long months of training and battle have … Continue reading Book Highlight: Inheritance
Welcome to a new little facet of my blog. Every now and then I’m going to post a “Recommend me…” blog post. It will be a way for all of us to share our favourite novels with each other and also to find some new reading material.
The series to far:
“Recommend Me”… a book that made you laugh
“Recommend Me”… a fantasy novel.
“Recommend Me”… a science fiction novel.
“Recommend Me”… a romance novel
“Recommend Me”… a music related book
“Recommend Me”… a colouring book
This time, recommend me…
Your favourite recent read!
I’m currently in the middle of The Wrath & The Dawn by Renee Ahdieh and I’m loving it!
What is an amazing book you’ve read recently?
The Pledge by Kimberly Derting 5/5*****
Seventeen-year-old Charlaina is from Ludania, a country ruled by a cruel queen. The country is divided into a class system and every class has its own language. No lower-class citizens of Ludania can speak or even understand the language of the upper-class. Even to look upon an upper-class citizen while they speak their language is punishable by death, as is understanding a language not meant for you.
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A place of hallowed silence, built upon holy ground. It is the echo's of Golgotha, in the marble that can be found. Graceful stone gazes, can be seen all around. There are tombs old and new, some so anchient they're lost to time. Their silence is truly deafening, all will meet their end; the … Continue reading Camposanto
A gleam of steal in the night, into flesh the sword bites. The clang of armor and the shout of pain, blood is spilled and ground is gained. The sharp edge of life and death, the Reaper is nearer with every breath. Quick of foot and sharp of eye, of you it's required lest you … Continue reading Warrior