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BOOK REVIEW: Heartless Sky (Zodiac Academy #7) by Caroline Peckham & Susanne Valenti

BOOK REVIEW: Heartless Sky (Zodiac Academy #7) by Caroline Peckham & Susanne ValentiHeartless Sky (Zodiac Academy #7)
by Caroline Peckham, Susanne Valenti
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The winds of fate are shifting, and it finally seems like they’ve been twisted in our favour.

On the run and cast out from society, we’ve been forced to hide from the mad man who stole our throne. But as more secrets come to light and my sister and I work harder than ever before to reach our potential and claim our birth right, the end is finally drawing closer.

There is no turning from this path now. The curse chases on our heels as time rushes by and the blood drenched destiny of the man I love looms ever closer just like the monster who stole our throne.

We must prepare for the final battle, but three things are clear now.

The cards have already been dealt.

Blood will spill for a new future to rise.

And the stars themselves can’t help us.

The fight for the throne is upon us. All hail the heartless sky.

She was intoxicating, this creature of mine, soul destroying, heart breaking, endlessly everything.


End of.

Y’all know. EVERYONE knows. When I say that I love emotional peril. Destruction. Heartache. Pain. Chaos. Mayhem. [fake or will be fixed and also okay sometimes permanent] Character deaths. All around evil. Torture. YOU NAME IT. I MEAN IT. I . FUCKING. LOVE . IT.

This book is the most destructive. eViL. MEAN. Aggressive little shit of a book I’ve ever come across and I may or may not want to curl up and die after finishing because nothing has EVER hurt this much. Okay, maybe back in the day things such as Primrose and Tris and [insert duology from last year that’s too new to say so offhandedly] are good examples of utter and emotional detriment to the soul. But this is NOW. And now HURTS.

yOu’Ll Be FiNe

Well no, sir/ma’am, I will NOT be okay.

*I lied*
*yes I hissed*

No amount of guessing/anticipating/waiting could have prepared me for this. And while I will eventually bask in it, today and last night as I lay awake staring at the ceiling in a sea of feels, today is not that day. Today I mourn my sanity and I thank you for all your condolences at this time.

…regrets weren’t worth the memories they lingered in.

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BOOK REVIEW: Fated Throne (Zodiac Academy #6) by Caroline Peckham & Susanne Valenti

BOOK REVIEW: Fated Throne (Zodiac Academy #6) by Caroline Peckham & Susanne ValentiFated Throne (Zodiac Academy #6)
by Caroline Peckham, Susanne Valenti
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Fate has torn us apart and sometimes I believe the stars have given up on us altogether.

Without my sister, the world seems darker than ever before and the shadows loom thicker, rising up to answer the call of the Shadow Princess and changing the face of Solaria for good.

Now Lionel Acrux has the strength to make a move for the throne, I’m not sure how much time we have left to stop him.

Our only hope is to find the Imperial Star before he does. We made the sacrifice the stars called for and we’re paying the price for that decision so it can’t be for nothing. But with the stars turning against us at every move, and the last light in the world seeming to fade, I’m afraid we’re almost out of time. Hope is a dangerous thing. It’s the key to us fighting on. But it could be what destroys us in the end.

One thing is for certain, I won’t stop until I have been reunited with my other half and together we will fight to take our crowns.

A war is coming.

The throne is calling for a new monarch. And someone must answer its call.

Look, this one is a soft five but it is STILL a five, nonetheless. Nothing else could touch how this makes me feel. That being said-while not enough changes from book to book to write a full review pertaining to each installment as I read them so close together, this one was hard to put feels into GIF form…so this one is messy but I will stay steady in my pursuit of posting some form of a review for each installment. This is my attempt.

By far the darkest installment yet…started out the bleakest

So it was hard for me during this time of my life…so it was just okayish as I pushed past it because I know it’s worth it *smirk* It always is.

And then…we start getting sooo close….



Nailed it.

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BOOK REVIEW: Gleam (The Plated Prisoner #3) by Raven Kennedy

BOOK REVIEW: Gleam (The Plated Prisoner #3) by Raven KennedyGleam (The Plated Prisoner #3)
by Raven Kennedy
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King Midas made me the woman I am today. Notorious. Unattainable. His.

The thing about being confined is that you believe it’s to keep the bad out... Until you realize it’s about keeping you in.

I’m now in a strange kingdom surrounded by liars, with no allies of my own, but I won’t sit idly by and let myself wither. No, there’s something that’s bloomed from the pit of my repression. Something dark. Something angry.

But the last thing I expected was for my anger to call out to him. King Ravinger.

He’s sinister and powerful and entirely too seductive. I’ve learned my lesson with trusting manipulative kings, so why does my chest constrict every time he’s near? I need to tread carefully, or I’m at risk of losing much more than just my freedom.

Regret and revenge war inside of me, and I need to figure out a plan fast before I get tangled up in the schemes of kings and queens.

Because I won’t be caught in a cage again. No, this time, It’ll be me setting the trap... I just hope my heart comes out of this unscathed.

A bursting scoff escapes him. “Stop with the dramatics, Auren. Stop with this rebellion. It doesn’t suit you.”
“No, the problem is that it doesn’t suit

Some books are just special. Some books just wind themselves into your veins, your heart, your very soul. Some books last, some books fade, and some books withstand the test of time, take up permanent residence in your heart. This is that book. Again, I know everyone is different and that perhaps this book seems vain or vapid…but, to me, it’s a book that touched on each and every one of my favorite tropes, introduced me to one of the most interestingly complex heroes I’ve ever come across, and it delivered in all things perilous and horrifying. In short, it was my perfect book, and this series lead up to it spectacularly.

What are we without our white lies and protective walls?

Auren becomes this amazing girl, this woman who won’t be held down. She finally finds her shine, her power, her unwillingness to be a pawn for everyone and to be a player for herself. Her cunning, her heart, her ferocity-it was so amazing to read about and I enjoyed every moment she blossomed more, her rose tinted glasses finally so foggy that she doesn’t even use them anymore.

But the eyes of liars are tricky things. They can show you what you want to see without ever reflecting the truth. It’s best not to look a liar in the eye. They’re so good at their own compulsions that their gazes hold steady, and then you’re the one who loses sight.

She cut through the bullshit, and now it’s time for those who have wronged her to pay…and I was so there for it.

I’m glad for the anger I see on his face. Misery may love company, but anger thrives on it.

And, naturally, this was my favorite book because of the twisted games, the treachery, the elusiveness, the sneaking around, and that push and pull tension that can only be achieved by a slow burn romance so seductive, so drawn out, so worth the wait that I thought I was going to personally combust. It’s just so rare that all my favorite elements are in the same story-the same series-so satisfyingly. Not once was or is it easy. Nothing just falls in our laps. Nothing ever is cut and dry-and that is one of my least favorite things in books, when a hero and heroine decide they like/love one another, then it’s all ‘we’re together until the end, no one can defeat us’ or whatever. It’s just simply not that easy for Auren and Rip. There are so many obstacles, so many people, so many rules and powerplays. I love that we don’t get that instant gratification. I love that we have to work for it. And, ultimately, I love that Rip earns it, time and again. That he is more than willing to earn it over and over and over. Yes. Just…yes.

Without me realizing it, he slipped into my veins and now swims through my every thought, steeped into every drop.

Oh, yes, didn’t I warn you that this review was going to go full Commander Rip mode? I did. I warned you in my second review and I am no liar-for there is one single thing that makes my heart beat, my pulse race, and my stomach erupt in butterflies when the darkness creeps in, and that is Rip, the man who brought Auren out of her shell, the man who taught her not all men are bad and not everyone is your enemy. She doesn’t always have to hide, she should let her inner strength shine, be proud of who she is and what she can do. Auren’s inner strength is amazing-I know she always had it, but it is Rip who pulled it from her, who drug it out of her piece by piece so that she could cease to be a shell of a human. And it’s Rip who will stand by her side, no matter the fate, no matter the battle, no matter the consequences-and damn the repercussions.

I’m incredibly aware of his arms around me, of the way he doesn’t falter as he holds me up, as if he could hold me for eternity and never let go.
Why does that make me want to cry?

That’s the thing, isn’t it? There are so many games, so many powerplays, so much political shit, and he follows them to a tee…but when it comes to the woman he is obsessed with, the woman he views as the most important thing in the world, the woman he wants to finally be free and happy? He would give it all up, just like that, if she so much as snapped her golden finger. He’d destroy every carefully built wall, he’d burn down the whole world in her name-because he sees her as the queen she is and knows she deserves no less. He is a humble servant at her feet, he worships her so deeply…and she is finally beginning to understand that-and it ultimately is what gives her the strength and the fight for her soul, seeing that someone values her and would even walk away if it was what she wanted. He gives her life. He gives her the confidence she never had. And damn if that’s not refreshing.

Instead of being afraid of the world, I could make the whole damn world afraid of me.

The utter malice behind the actions in this novel sing to my soul-every single moment-but I do wish ONE plot line had gone the way I love it to, but that’s me being a control freak like Midas and it didn’t hinder my enjoyment at all (okay, look, it did a bit BUT) because the other thread, the way the author pulled at it-it sang to my soul just as loudly, I just had to let it digest.

Why is it that a man can make you feel like nothing, when you have given him everything?

I like things to go a certain way with the trio of Hero-Heroine-Villain, and I am very snobbish and picky about it-I have always been truthful and upfront about that. That being said, though, it’s a more repetitive way of ending a book, so the creativeness that went into this end was far superior in that it is unexpected, it is innovative, and you likely won’t have seen it before (I seriously don’t think it’s possible lol). Again, I wish a certain something could have been expanded upon and played into a little longer for book four with our new situation but, like I said, I like the tried and true, so it’s best we aren’t going to drag out one single plot for too long. Doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have devoured it, though *frowny face*.

That’s the thing about escapism. In whatever form, it always ends, and then we’re forced back into a reality that’s not nearly as satisfying.

And lastly, I have to say this, which is stupidly sad, that I found myself relating to so many passages, so many moments where Auren lifted her veil to see what was truly in front of her. I find it so amazing that these quotes can pack such a punch, can break down our own walls where we can see what is wrong-or had been wrong-or could be wrong-in our own lives. I am awed that so many moments spoke to me…and damn if that isn’t a little unsettling.

I became too blinded by my bright sides to see the truth.
Sometimes, you look at the silver lining so much that you drift into denial about the clouds.

So, there it is. My undying and unconditional love for a random series that totally swept me off my feet seemingly out of nowhere. It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t expected. It was not something I planned to spend more of my hard earned money on-but alas, here I am, spending money anyway, because I refuse to not represent Rip on my shelves, okay? And they’re so dang pretty, too (I WISH THEY WERE IN HARDBACK). I wish the fourth was out, but I am also happy I get to look forward to it, get to pine for what could be…and I trust Raven Kennedy implicitly. Now, the wait. I’ll be ready. *smirks*

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BOOK REVIEW: Cursed Fates (Zodiac Academy #5) by Caroline Peckham and Susanne Valenti

BOOK REVIEW: Cursed Fates (Zodiac Academy #5)  by Caroline Peckham and Susanne ValentiCursed Fates (Zodiac Academy #5)
by Caroline Peckham, Susanne Valenti
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After the devastating events at Zodiac Academy, we have to deal with this darker world we're faced with.
Lionel seeks to hurt us, the Nymphs seek to hurt the entire Fae race, and between all of it, we just have to try and survive each day as it comes.
I'm afraid of everything falling apart, but it looks like it already has.

Okay but why do these make it impossible to breathe?!

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That about sums it up.

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BOOK REVIEW: Glint (Plated Prisoner #2) by Raven Kennedy

BOOK REVIEW: Glint (Plated Prisoner #2) by Raven KennedyGlint (Plated Prisoner #2)
by Raven Kennedy
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For ten years, I’ve lived in a gilded cage inside King Midas’s golden castle. But one night changed everything.

Now I’m here, a prisoner of Fourth Kingdom’s army, and I’m not sure if I’m going to make it out of this in one piece. They’re marching to battle, and I’m the bargaining chip that will either douse the fire or spark a war.

At the heart of my fear, my worry, there’s him—Commander Rip.

Known for his brutality on the battlefield, his viciousness is unsurpassed. But I know the truth about what he is.


The betrayers. The murderers. The ones who nearly destroyed Orea, wiping out Seventh Kingdom in the process. Rip has power sizzling beneath this skin and glinting spikes down his spine. But his eyes—his eyes are the most compelling of all.

When he turns those black eyes on me, I feel captive for an entirely different reason.

I may be out of my cage, but I’m not free, not even close. In the game of kings and armies, I’m the gilded pawn. The question is, can I out maneuver them?

This is the captivating second book of The Plated Prisoner series. It’s an adult epic fantasy story blending romance, intrigue, and beautiful imagery. Return to the seductive story of magic inspired by the myth of King Midas, and get caught up in the world of Orea.

Please note: There is explicit language and romance in this book, not suitable for those under the age of 18.


Time changes with torment. It stretches on, lengthening seconds, extending minutes. I’ve learned that pain and fear have a way of prolonging. And as if that weren’t cruel enough, our minds make sure we relive those moments again and again and again, long after they’ve passed.
What a bastard, time is.

Here comes Mrs. Broken record, but it appears I’ve been taken by surprise yet again. I am dead serious when I tell you that I literally had never even HEARD of this book or this author before I accidentally stumbled onto it when I was trying to figure out the name of a totally different book series. Fate has a hilarious way of working out, don’t you think?

All the grief, all the worry, I wrap it up like old yarn on a spool, tucking away every frayed strand. Because if I show him my fear, if I reveal my weaknesses to this male, he’ll latch onto those threads and yank them all, unraveling me completely.

Not only did I ENJOY these last two books, they devoured me. I don’t say this lightly, and I don’t say it without meaning-I didn’t simply speed through these last two books, they demanded I read them at all times, without remorse. I’d put the book down then, inexplicably, I couldn’t concentrate on any other task. I’d be trying to sleep and, whadya know, I couldn’t! This sounds typical, I know, but this was different. This was all encompassing.

Maybe ignorance isn’t a vice, but a reprieve.

I can’t pinpoint what exactly it was that spoke to me, but I keep coming to the same conclusion that I’m a total snob when it comes to authors, books, and writing styles, and that I merely thought I was going to read this, obsess a little over a certain dark bad boy, and move on [as I always tend to do]. And time will tell how quickly my heart can move on- I do so love to transition into other series because I don’t get a lot of time to read and I cherish every moment I can. That did not happen. So far, this series has its claws so deeply clutched into me that I can scarcely breathe, that I can’t tell where I end and it begins.

Pretty lies cover up a lot of ugly truths.

But oh, to be a Goldfinch finally finding some wings after meeting a dark, commanding presence who wants more for me, for me to see the confines I’ve allowed myself to be hindered by. Because-here’s the kicker-I can tell you EXACTLY where I and this book/series collide– His name is Rip, and it couldn’t be more on the nose if it tried, because I am dead, dying, and dripping golden goo at my seams, I’m Resting In [a million] Pieces because of this tall, dark, otherworldly man.

No, hear me the fuck out. Seriously. He is NOT average. He is NOT run of the mill. And he is NOT a rinse and repeat hero. I don’t care WHO disagrees, I am ready to put up my dukes, because there is NO room for disagreements here, no lies detected. He is superior in all ways and I literally won’t hear anything else of it.

So, you’ve met a man who makes a beaten down, imprisoned woman come out of her shell before. Okay, you got me there. You’ve likely met a man who pushes her to fight, to be stronger, to break free of her chains (Ie, Midas (the bastard)). Mmkay, cool. I bet you’ve even met a man who plays it cool, acts like it’s her choice what she does with her captive mind and soul…maybe you have. But at what point have you actually seen him let that woman go, let her make her own faults, decisions, let her be who she wants to be even if it stifles her, all the while it kills him inside. Here’s where that’s tricky-I am only saying this: Rip DOES let Auren make her own choices. It truly IS her choice. If she stays, if she goes…etc. I’m saying that, in the end, he truly would never manhandle her into doing what he thinks is right, even if it would tear his soul to pieces. And, finally, what man admits he is the villain…and owns it?

His head drops down, turning, and we meet each other’s eyes. I used to think that his were as black as a bottomless pit, but I was wrong. They aren’t suffocating or soulless. Something swims in them when he looks at me.
I’m afraid that if I look too long, that same thing will swim in my eyes too.

Yes I know, I’m explaining this horribly and a lot of my vehemence stems from me being done with book 3, too, and some things are convoluted. I can see it happening, a few choice words I’ve used leaking out incorrectly and ahead of it’s [review] time. But what I’ve been trying to say is this: yes, you’ve seen variations of Commander Rip before, but you’ve never seen HIM before, and you’ve never seen it done this way, and that’s for both book 2 and 3, and I stand so firmly on that.

“Sometimes,” he murmurs, “things need first to be ruined in order to then be remade.”

To see him treat her with nothing but respect, to defy her every negative preconceived notion of what a man is and what he can do, to slowly earn her trust, to unravel her wariness day by day, lesson by lesson…and expect nothing in return-my heart. Be still my fucking heart. And when he makes a mistake (3), his remorse is so palpable, so overflowing with regret and the need to make her see why he does what he does…unparalleled, it’s truly mind-blowing.

Are people so content in ignorance that they’ll believe every lie fed to them, despite what they see right in front of their eyes?

I love him so dearly, and I am going to stop here because if you thought I was going to not make the whole of my book three review about-um-yeah-you’d be dead wrong. If you think I talked about Rip too much in this one, steer clear of review three. We slowly got to see Auren became the woman she only thought she could dream of being, to see there is more to her than being Midas’ golden pet, to see behind that ascent into greatness…but not 100% there yet. No- she has so much higher to rise, I am TELLING you, and seeing how she is so strong for others through everything….it’s nothing short of amazing to read. But no…for me, sorry, the true star here is my dark dark commander, and it’s all you’re going to hear about from here on out, you better believe it.

Shove down weakness, and strength will rise…

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