Covenant Series: Deity (Book 3) by Jennifer L Armentrout

Deity: The Third Covenant Novel

I’m in love with this series! It’s captivating. It’s a thrill ride. It’s a modern day spin on Greek mythology meets romance and action. The Covenant Series takes you a roller coaster and leaves you begging for another ride. (Just re-read!) Seth and Aiden both ratchet up the temperature in very different ways. You may love them both or hate them all, but you will not be unemotional. Deity takes the drama and the twisted everchanging plot to all new levels. I read this book in one setting. Hell, I even carried my Ipad with me to the bathroom. At the end of this installment, you’ll be burning to get your hands on Elixir, which thankfully is already available!

Read! Read! Read!

(By the way, thanks to those who leave comments. You got me out of a slump. You guys are awesome.)

Covenant series: Pure (Book 2) by Jennifer L Armentrout

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Amazon Rating: 4.8/ 5 stars

My rating: 4 Stars

Alex lives, and loves, recklessly, until a single decision leads to a heartbreaking revelation. As a mysterious threat closes in and she confronts a Council that wants to see her in servitude, Alex faces a choice between love that is fated… and love that is forbidden.
 
It’s a roller coaster ride, with no seat belt. I fell in love, I was heartbroken, I laughed so hard my stomach was sore for days, I cried a few tears, I read as fast as possible to see what would happen next, and tried to read slower so that I could catch and remember every small detail of what was happening…..
 
The constant back and forth with Seth and Aiden can give you whip-lash, but in a teenage romance kind of way. It’s sweet, and sweaty and all things attractive. There’s also a war brewing. The daimons are preparing to attack, and Alex is in the middle of everything!
 
I do, however, disagree with the reading age recommended for this series…. I would say 13+… not 9+.  
 
Read it! Let me know what you think! And if you’ve already read it, I’d love to chat with you about the series!
 
-K

Covenant Series: Half-Blood (Book 1) by Jennifer L Armentrout

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Amazon rating 4.5/5 stars.

My rating 4 stars

This series is like a modern spin on Greek mythology meets vampires and hard core high school drama. The high school is called the Covenant. The students at the Covenant are learning boring stuff like algebra, and training to be daimon (vampire-like creatures) hunters. In this book, Alex learns why her mother pulled her from the Covenant to hide among the mortals three years before. She believes her mother to have been killed by the daimons, but soon learns the bone chilling news that she is infact not dead, and her very existence changes everything Alex knows about her life. Alex also comes to know something about herself that could, once again, change everything. This book has heavy on the action, steady on the reckless romance, and full of teen age humor.  Basically, if I tell you anything else about the story line, I’ll give it all away, and Jennifer L Armentrout is a much better story teller than I am! Read it and give me your feedback!

-K

Apocalypsis Series by Elle Casey

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A Young Adult Post-Apocalyptic Dystopian series that grabs your attention and keeps you going until the very end. As a whole, I give this series 5 stars. This post includes major story line spoilers, so if you’re interested in reading the books, I suggest you look at my individual reviews on each book before reading any further on this.

The world has fallen apart. A virus has killed all that are not in the age of puberty. All the adults and children have died, leaving the teenagers to run things on their own. Bryn, the main character, is 16 and alone. Her father left her with a very valuable set of skills. She has been trained in Krav Maga since the age of three, and knows exactly how to use it. She teams up with Peter who has made his way to her neighbor’s house across the back fence. Resources are scarce and they decide to leave town because of other gangs of kids gaining violent tendencies, like hunting other kids and eating them for dinner. Bryn and Peter start calling them “canners” so that’s the word we will use as well. The meet up with a stranded German exchange student named Bodo on the road and he joins their ranks. As they become something like a family unit, the three of them battle their way down to the Everglades, having many close calls.

They eventually reach a Native American reservation in the swamp, and fight for their right to stay. The “Meeks” agree to give them food, shelter and safety in exchange for training in Krav Maga. Bryn and Bodo become a couple. At this point in the series there is a slight shift in focus. Before this point, most of the story is about the physcial journey to Kahaytle (the swamp), but now it also becomes an emotional journey. One of their own who was not currently living with the tribe shows up in very bad shape. She escaped a group of canners and came to the swamp for refuge, but not until after they amputated her arm for one of their barbecues. The chiefs, Kowi and Trip, along with Bryn, decide to invade in order to rescue other kidnapped kids and hopefully rid the area of canners.

The canners have a pretty well fortified compound, but are easily penetrated. Bryn’s group suffers many injuries, some of the canners escape, many kids with missing body parts are rescued and Bodo is no where to be found on the return trip to Kahaytle. As they tend the wounded and recover from the attack, Winky and Bryn make plans to go back for Bodo. Bryn has a momentary encounter (one kiss) with Paci, but quickly decides that Bodo may very well be alive and that she needs to focus on finding him.

There is an issue in the swamp with welcoming new people and Bryn decides that it’s time for her to move on. She’s gained a following in the swamp and they start their journey to find Bodo, dead or alive. They find Bodo with a group of girls that call themselves the Amazons. They bargain to get a drugged Bodo back by giving them a baby. (Just read the books, seriously. I’m leaving out a lot of good parts.) With Bodo in tow, they head for a prison to set up a new establishment there and pick up a few extra people on the way.

They reach the prison and naming it Haven, more settlers arrive. Word is out about Bryn and her movement, and some people are coming to staywith her.  Kahaytle is attacked and some of the others that stayed behind work their way to Bryn. Her relationship with Bodo becomes very strained. Bryn and her group go back to Kahaytle to rescue their friends, only to meet another group of good kids along the way. They learn of a sort of network of anti-canner kids and team up. They bring more people back to Haven and start to work. Bodo and Bryn end their relationship…. The big finale is coming. The canners attack Haven, and lose. Many lives are lost, but Haven perserveres and becomes the community it was meant to be.

Those are the bare bones of the story line. There is so much more to this story than just that. I strongly urge you to read the books for yourself. You’ll fall in love with Bryn, with Peter, with Bodo, with Winky and with all of the characters. They all have a crucial role in the events that take place. This series is full of humor. It would be easy for this book to be depressing because of the circumstances, but the humor keeps it light. Each person has their own feelings, and you can almost feel it along side them. You feel triumph when something works, pain when someone is hurt, and struggle when times are especially hard. Elle’s writing is so easy to lose yourself in. She creates this alternate reality that is entirely believeable in the way she portrays it.

The only thing I dislike about this series is that it’s over.

My favorite part of all is the controversial kiss with Paci. I loved Paci from the beginning! What’s yours?

-K

I always knew, from the moment I laid eyes on you.

8:00 AM Developmental Psychology Class

taught by Dr. Jensen-Campbell

Thinking to myself, “Why?! Why have you done this to yourself yet again? Another 8:00 AM summer class. You know you cant wake up consistently this early during the summer. Why in the world did you think you could manage it now, working as much as you do?” My inner thoughts were interrupted by a man’s voice, making an intelligent remark, though I cant quite remember what it was. I found the source of this voice two rows to my right and a little in front of where I was sitting. I listened to him talk, and immediately something happened. A flutter in my chest. I took a look at the redbull on my desk and decided I had had enough of the arrhythmia inducing drink for the next few days, though a small part of me was laughing at myself because that certainly was not what was causing this feeling. I quickly dismissed it all and sat through the rest of class and tried to pay attention. At the end, I gathered my things and got on the elevator. I noticed quickly that he was standing on the other side. I was hoping no one would notice me stealing glances at him and call it to attention. Thankfully, no one did. I called my best friend and told her about this guy… I still didn’t even know his name, but I told her I had the urge to kiss him in the elevator like it was the most natural thing I could do. So we started calling him Elevator Guy. The next few classes went the same way. Every day she would ask if I had spoken to him yet, and I felt like a totally different person. She had seen me boldly walk up to males before and introduce myself. Hell, she had even seen me ask them to dance before. So this was unusual behavior for me. We college students are creatures of habit. We hardly ever move seats after the first day of class, so it was to my advantage that we sat where we did. I spent those next few classes listening when he spoke, occasionally admiring his profile. One morning I had arrived early. (I know, I still cant belive it either.) The door was locked so I sat in the floor of the hallway. A few minutes later, Elevator Guy walked up and sat across from me. We had our first conversation. I don’t think I had ever been so nervous about having a casual conversation about an exam with someone before. The TA arrived and unlocked the door and that was that. He offered his hand to help me up from my position on the floor, and I had the absolute most worst case of verbal diarrhea in my entire life. He smelled like summertime and mint and I looked straight into his eyes and told him that he smelled good. He looked at me a little startled and thanked me and we both went to our seats. I was absolutely mortified about that little tidbit slipping out of my mouth. Can you possibly imagine what Dr. Jensen-Campbell decided to lecture about that morning? Word for word. “There is strong evidence that shows we choose our partner by smell.” My face turned blood red and I looked at him and noticed that he was smiling from ear to ear and looking straight at me. At least he had a sense of humor. We spent the next week or two walking to and from class together and even spending a lot of time talking in the parking lot before I would finally leave. He would hug me and I would drive away. I started looking forward to my 8:00 AM class. I was often gifted with starbucks in the morning. He obviously picked up on my need for caffeine. We were developing a great friendship, until the day he touched my face. It was a simple gesture. I was in pain. He noticed and asked me what was wrong. I told him that my jaw was bothering me more than usual on that day and he reached up gently and ran his thumb from just in front of my ear down my jawline. I froze. I thought he was going to kiss me, and for some crazy reason, I pulled away. He noticed but didn’t comment on it. I was actively fighting my feelings at this point. I had never felt anything so strong before and it scared the hell out of me. I had however felt something weaker, and it ended not well. I figured stronger feelings meant an inevitable period of utter heartbreak, and I was planning to suppress my feelings until they no longer existed. One day, after what I like to call double-doubles (2 consecutive16 hour shifts) my clamp on my feelings broke.I called him on my way home. I spoke of things I swore I would never tell a soul. I poured my heart out to this man. One thing led to another and I eventually told him, “I could fall in love with you, maybe I already am.” And the next morning I realized what I had done, how this could only end in the most terrible way.And there I was again, pushing him away, but he was strong and steady. He never wavered in the face of my protests, but also never pushed too hard. Every time I asked him to back off, he did, and I always came back. He always knew I would come back even when I told him I wouldn’t. We started spending time together again and I was outwardly telling him that we were friends, while I was silently starting to let myself feel what I felt. It hasn’t been long at all, and now I share his last name. I thank God every day that I found a man so strong and patient, that knew I was worth the torment I put him through, and that eventually I would see the light and just be his. He likes to remind me that he knows best, after all, if he hadn’t been persistent, we wouldn’t be at all. I feel as if I was made for him, and him for me.

I will love him until the day my heart stops beating, and most likely even beyond that.

-K