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The Iron King Special Edition (The Iron Fey Book 1) Kindle Edition
Enter a fantastical world of dangerous faeries, wicked princes and one half-human girl who discovers her entire life is a lie. This special edition of The Iron King includes the bonus novella “Winter’s Passage” and an exclusive excerpt from the new Iron Fey book, The Iron Raven.
MY NAME IS MEGHAN CHASE.
In less than twenty-four hours, I’ll be sixteen. Countless stories, songs and poems have been written about this wonderful age, when a girl finds true love and the stars shine for her and the handsome prince carries her off into the sunset.
I DON’T THINK IT WILL BE THAT WAY FOR ME.
Something has always felt slightly off in Meghan Chase’s life, ever since her father disappeared when she was six. Ten years later, when her little brother also goes missing, Meghan learns the truth—she is the secret daughter of a mythical faery king and a pawn in a deadly war. Now Meghan will learn just how far she’ll go to save someone she loves, to stop a mysterious evil no faery creature dare face…and to find love with a young prince who might rather see her dead than let her touch his icy heart.
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherInkyard Press
- Publication dateMay 5, 2020
- Reading age13 - 17 years
- Grade level10 - 12
- File size1952 KB
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"The Iron King is a must read!""—New York Times bestselling author Gena Showalter
"Meghan is a likable heroine and her quest is fraught with danger and adventure. The action never stops, and Meghan's romance with Ash, the handsome prince of the Unseelie Court, provides some romance that is sure to continue in the sequel."—School Library Journal
"The Iron King has the...enchantment, imagination and adventure of...Alice in Wonderland, Narnia and Lord of the Rings, but with lots more romance.""—Justine Magazine
"The Iron King surpasses the greater majority of dark fantasies, leaving a lot for readers to look forward to...The romance is well done and adds to the mood of fantasy." —Teenreads.com
"Fan-fun-tastic! I'm telling you guys, The Iron King is a blast...this book had me riveted.""—Teens Read and Write blog
About the Author
Born in Sacramento, CA, Julie Kagawa moved to Hawaii at the age of nine. There she learned many things; how to bodyboard, that teachers scream when you put centipedes in their desks, and that writing stories in math class is a great way to kill time. Her teachers were glad to see her graduate.
Julie now lives is Louisville, KY with her husband and furkids. She is the international and NYT bestselling author of The Iron Fey series. Visit her at juliekagawa.com.
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The Ghost in the Computer
Ten years ago, on my sixth birthday my father disappeared.
No, he didn't leave. Leaving would imply suitcases and empty drawers, and late birthday cards with ten-dollar bills stuffed inside. Leaving would imply he was unhappy with Mom and me, or that he found a new love elsewhere. None of that was true. He also did not die, because we would've heard about it. There was no car crash, no body, no police mingling about the scene of a brutal murder. It all happened very quietly.
On my sixth birthday, my father took me to the park, one of my favorite places to go at that time. It was a lonely little park in the middle of nowhere, with a running trail and a misty green pond surrounded by pine trees. We were at the edge of the pond, feeding the ducks, when I heard the jingle of an ice cream truck in the parking lot over the hill. When I begged my dad to get me a Creamsicle, he laughed, handed me a few bills, and sent me after the truck.
That was the last time I saw him.
Later, when the police searched the area, they discovered his shoes at the edge of the water, but nothing else. They sent divers into the pond, but it was barely ten feet down, and they found nothing but branches and mud at the bottom. My father had disappeared without a trace.
For months afterward, I had a recurring nightmare about standing at the top of that hill, looking down and seeing my father walk into the pond. As the water closed over his head, I could hear the ice cream truck singing in the background, a slow, eerie song with words I could almost understand. Every time I tried to listen to them, however, I'd wake up.
Not long after my father's disappearance, Mom moved us far away, to a tiny little hick town in the middle of the Louisiana bayou. Mom said she wanted to "start over," but I always knew, deep down, that she was running from something.
It would be another ten years before I discovered what.
My name is M.eghan Chase.
In less than twenty-four hours, I'll be sixteen years old.
Sweet sixteen. It has a magical ring to it. Sixteen is supposed to be the age when girls become princesses and fall in love and go to dances and proms and such. Countless stories, songs, and poems have been written about this wonderful age, when a girl finds true love and the stars shine for her and the handsome prince carries her off into the sunset.
I didn't think it would be that way for me.
The morning before my birthday, I woke up, showered, and rummaged through my dresser for something to wear. Normally, I'd just grab whatever clean-ish thing is on the floor, but today was special. Today was the day Scott Waldron would finally notice me. I wanted to look perfect. Of course, my wardrobe is sadly lacking in the popular-attire department. While other girls spend hours in front of their closets crying,
"What should I wear?" my drawers basically hold three things: clothes from Goodwill, hand-me-downs, and overalls.
I wish we weren't so poor. I know pig farming isn't the most glamorous of jobs, but you'd think Mom could afford to buy me at least one pair of nice jeans. I glared at my scanty wardrobe in disgust. Oh, well, I guess Scott will have to be wowed with my natural grace and charm, if I don't make an idiot of myself in front of him.
I finally slipped into cargo pants, a neutral green T-shirt, and my only pair of ratty sneakers, before dragging a brush through my white-blond hair. My hair is straight and very fine, and was doing that stupid floating thing again, where it looked like I'd jammed my finger up an electrical outlet. Yanking it into a ponytail, I went downstairs.
Luke, my stepfather, sat at the table, drinking coffee and leafing through the town's tiny newspaper, which reads more like our high school gossip column than a real news source. "Five-legged calf born on Patterson's farm," the front page screamed; you get the idea. Ethan, my four-year-old half brother, sat on his father's lap, eating a Pop-Tart and getting crumbs all over Luke's overalls. He clutched Floppy, his favorite stuffed rabbit, in one arm and occasionally tried to feed it his breakfast; the rabbit's face was full of crumbs and fruit filling.
Ethan is a good kid. He has his father's curly brown hair, but like me, inherited Mom's big blue eyes. He's the type of kid old ladies stop to coo at, and total strangers smile and wave at him from across the street. Mom and Luke dote on their baby, but it doesn't seem to spoil him, thank goodness.
"Where's Mom?" I asked as I entered the kitchen. Opening the cabinet doors, I scoured the boxes of cereal for the one I liked, wondering if Mom remembered to pick it up. Of course she hadn't. Nothing but fiber squares and disgusting marshmallow cereals for Ethan. Was it so hard to remember Cheerios?
Luke ignored me and sipped his coffee. Ethan chewed his Pop-Tart and sneezed on his father's arm. I slammed the cabinet doors with a satisfying bang.
"Where's Mom?" I asked, a bit louder this time. Luke jerked his head up and finally looked at me. His lazy brown eyes, like those of a cow, registered mild surprise.
"Oh, hello, Meg," he said calmly. "I didn't hear you come in. What did you say?"
I sighed and repeated my question for the third time.
"She had a meeting with some of the ladies at church," Luke murmured, turning back to his paper. "She won't be back for a few hours, so you'll have to take the bus."
I always took the bus. I just wanted to remind Mom that she was supposed to take me to get a learner's permit this weekend. With Luke, it was hopeless. I could tell him something fourteen different times, and he'd forget it the moment I left the room. It wasn't that Luke was mean or malicious, or even stupid. He adored Ethan, and Mom seemed truly happy with him. But, every time I spoke to my stepdad, he would look at me with genuine surprise, as if he'd forgotten I lived here, too.
I grabbed a bagel from the top of the fridge and chewed it sullenly, keeping an eye on the clock. Beau, our German shepherd, wandered in and put his big head on my knee. I scratched him behind the ears and he groaned. At least the dog appreciated me.
Luke stood, gently placing Ethan back in his seat. "All right, big guy," he said, kissing the top of Ethan's head. "Dad has to fix the bathroom sink, so you sit there and be good. When I'm done, we'll go feed the pigs, okay?"
"'Kay," Ethan chirped, swinging his chubby legs. "Floppy wants to see if Ms. Daisy had her babies yet."
Luke's smile was so disgustingly proud, I felt nauseous.
"Hey, Luke," I said as he turned to go, "bet you can't guess what tomorrow is."
"Mmm?" He didn't even turn around. "I don't know, Meg. If you have plans for tomorrow, talk to your mother." He snapped his fingers, and Beau immediately left me to follow him. Their footsteps faded up the stairs, and I was alone with my half brother.
Ethan kicked his feet, regarding me in that solemn way of his. "I know," he announced softly, putting his Pop-Tart on the table. "Tomorrow's your birthday, isn't it? Floppy told me, and I remembered."
"Yeah," I muttered, turning and lobbing the bagel into the trash can. It hit the wall with a thump and dropped inside, leaving a greasy smear on the paint. I smirked and decided to leave it.
"Floppy says to tell you happy early birthday."
"Tell Floppy thanks." I ruffled Ethan's hair as I left the kitchen, my mood completely soured. I knew it. Mom and Luke would completely forget my birthday tomorrow. I wouldn't get a card, or a cake, or even a "happy birthday" from anyone. Except my kid brother's stupid stuffed rabbit. How pathetic was that?
Back in my room, I grabbed books, homework, gym clothes, and the iPod I'd spent a year saving for, despite Luke's disdain of those "useless, brain-numbing gadgets." In true hick fashion, my stepfather dislikes and distrusts anything that could make life easier. Cell phones? No way, we've got a perfectly good landline. Video games? They're the devil's tools, turning kids into delinquents and serial killers. I've begged Mom over and over to buy me a laptop for school, but Luke insists that if his ancient, clunky PC is good enough for him, it's good enough for the family. Never mind that dial-up takes flipping forever. I mean, who uses dial-up anymore?
I checked my watch and swore. The bus would arrive shortly, and I had a good ten-minute walk to the main road. Looking out the window, I saw the sky was gray and heavy with rain, so I grabbed a jacket, as well. And, not for the first time, I wished we lived closer to town.
I swear, when I get a license and a car, I am never coming back to this place.
"Meggie?" Ethan hovered in the doorway, clutching his rabbit under his chin. His blue eyes regarded me somberly. "Can I go with you today?"
"What?" Shrugging into my jacket, I gazed around for my backpack. "No, Ethan. I'm going to school now. Big-kids school, no rug rats allowed."
I turned away, only to feel two small arms wrap around my leg. Putting my hand against the wall to avoid falling, I glared down at my half brother. Ethan clung to me doggedly, his face tilted up to mine, his jaw set. "Please?" he begged. "I'll be good, I promise. Take me with you? Just for today?"
With a sigh, I bent down and picked him up.
"What's up, squirt?" I asked, brushing his hair out of his eyes. Mom would need to cut it soon; it was starting to look like a bird's nest. "You're awfully clingy this morning. What's going on?"
"Scared," Ethan muttered, burying his face in my neck.
"You're scared?"
He shook his head. "Floppy's scared."
"What's Floppy scared of?"
"The man in the closet."
I felt a small chill slide up my back. Sometimes, Ethan was so quiet and serious, it was hard to remember he was only four. He still had childish fears of monsters under his bed and bogeymen in his closet. In Ethan's world, stuffed animals spoke to him, invisible men waved to him from the bushes, and scary creatures tapped long nails against his bedroom window. He rarely went to Mom or Luke with stories of monsters and bogeymen; from the time he was old enough to walk, he always came to me.
I sighed, knowing he wanted me to go upstairs and check, to reassure him that nothing lurked in his closet or under his bed. I kept a flashlight on his dresser for that very reason.
Outside, lightning flickered, and thunder rumbled in the distance. I winced. My walk to the bus was not going to be pleasant.
Dammit, I don't have time for this.
Ethan pulled back and looked at me, eyes pleading. I sighed again. "Fine," I muttered, putting him down. "Let's go check for monsters."
He followed me silently up the stairs, watching anxiously as I grabbed the flashlight and got down on my knees, shining it under the bed. "No monsters there," I announced, standing up. I walked to the closet door and flung it open as Ethan peeked out from behind my legs. "No monsters here, either. Think you'll be all right now?"
He nodded and gave me a faint smile. I started to close the door when I noticed a strange gray hat in the corner. It was domed on top, with a circular rim and a red band around the base: a bowler hat.
Weird. Why would that be there?
As I straightened and started to turn around, something moved out of the corner of my eye. I caught a glimpse of a figure hiding behind Ethan's bedroom door, its pale eyes watching me through the crack. I jerked my head around, but of course there was nothing there.
Jeez, now Ethan's got me seeing imaginary monsters. I need to stop watching those late-night horror flicks.
A thunderous boom directly overhead made me jump, and fat drops plinked against the windowpanes. Rushing past Ethan, I burst out of the house and sprinted down the driveway.
I was soaked when I reached the bus stop. The late spring rain wasn't frigid, but it was cold enough to be uncomfortable. I crossed my arms and huddled under a mossy cypress, waiting for the bus to arrive.
Wonder where Robbie is? I mused, gazing down the road. He's usually here by now. Maybe he didn't fleel like getting drenched and stayed home. I snorted and rolled my eyes. Skipping class again, huh? Slacker. Wish I could do that.
If only I had a car. I knew kids whose parents gave them cars for their sixteenth birthday. Me, I'd be lucky if I got a cake. Most of my classmates already had licenses and could drive themselves to clubs and parties and anywhere they wanted. I was always left behind, the backward hick girl nobody wanted to invite.
Except Robbie, I amended with a small mental shrug. At least Robbie will remember. Wonder what kooky thing he has planned flor my birthday tomorrow? I could almost guarantee it would be something strange or crazy. Last year, he snuck me out of the house for a midnight picnic in the woods. It was weird; I remembered the glen and the little pond with the fireflies drifting over it, but though I explored the woods behind my house countless times since then, I never found it again.
Something rustled in the bushes behind me. A possum or a deer, or even a fox, seeking shelter from the rain. The wildlife out here was stupidly bold and had little fear of humans. If it wasn't for Beau, Mom's vegetable garden would be a buffet for rabbits and deer, and the local raccoon family would help themselves to everything in our cupboards.
A branch snapped in the trees, closer this time. I shifted uncomfortably, determined not to turn around for some stupid squirrel or raccoon. I'm not like "inflate-a-boob" Angie, Ms. Perfect Cheerleader, who'd flip out if she saw a caged gerbil or a speck of dirt on her Hollister jeans. I've pitched hay and killed rats and driven pigs through knee-deep mud. Wild animals don't scare me.
Still, I stared down the road, hoping to see the bus turn the corner. Maybe it was the rain and my own sick imagination, but the woods felt like the set for The Blair Witch Project.
There are no wolves or serial killers out here, I told myself. Stop being paranoid.
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- ASIN : B07YG5VFJ3
- Publisher : Inkyard Press; Reissue edition (May 5, 2020)
- Publication date : May 5, 2020
- Language : English
- File size : 1952 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
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- Sticky notes : On Kindle Scribe
- Print length : 420 pages
- Best Sellers Rank: #139,069 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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About the author
Julie Kagawa, the New York Times bestselling author of the Iron Fey and Blood of Eden series was born in Sacramento, California. But nothing exciting really happened to her there. So, at the age of nine she and her family moved to Hawaii, which she soon discovered was inhabited by large carnivorous insects, colonies of house geckos, and frequent hurricanes. She spent much of her time in the ocean, when she wasn’t getting chased out of it by reef sharks, jellyfish, and the odd eel.
When not swimming for her life, Julie immersed herself in books, often to the chagrin of her schoolteachers, who would find she hid novels behind her Math textbooks during class. Her love of reading led her to pen some very dark and gruesome stories, complete with colored illustrations, to shock her hapless teachers. The gory tales faded with time (okay, at least the illustrations did), but the passion for writing remained, long after she graduated and was supposed to get a
real job.
To pay the rent, Julie worked in different bookstores over the years, but discovered the managers frowned upon her reading the books she was supposed to be shelving. So she turned to her other passion: training animals. She worked as a professional dog trainer for several years, dodging Chihuahua bites and overly enthusiastic Labradors, until her first book sold and she stopped training to write full time.
Julie now lives in Louisville, Kentucky, where the frequency of shark attacks are at an all time low. She lives with her husband, an obnoxious cat, an Australian Shepherd who is too smart for his own good, and a hyper-active Papillion.
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The Iron King is one of the rare books where I loved absolutely everything about it. I'll confess that this is the first book I've read by Julie Kagawa, but sure as heck will not be the last. I was captivated from the very first page, but two chapters into the story I did feel that it was moving a little too slow for my taste, yet I was too curious about Meghan's dad's disappearance to abandon it. Only further on did I realize why it was necessary to get to know Meghan's family and her life at school first, and find out more about her past. All that background info is vital to the story. The minute I understood that, it was smooth sailing all the way.
Where shall I start? OK, let's start with Meghan. Ya'll know by now I have a low tolerance for clichéd, bratty female protagonists, right? Well, Meghan ain't one of "those". And really, this is where I want to shake the author's hand and maybe put up a statue in her honor, simply because she had so much faith in her protagonist, she knew she could push her to her limits to show us what Meghan is made of. There is nothing typical about Meghan. She doesn't have it easy at school (no really, the kids put her through hell), she lives on a pig farm in the boondocks and gets ridiculed by the popular crowd at school, while at home she is practically ignored by her mother, and her stepfather treats her as though she doesn't exist. But all that is nothing compared to what she has to endure in the Nevernever. Honestly, there were times I was convinced there is no way she was going to make it through to the end in one piece. And I have the utmost respect for an author who can put her protagonist through the wringer again and again and again. What made Meghan even more convincing was that she never pitied herself or complained about the horrors she had to endure, but quietly gave in to her emotions only when there was no-one around to hear her. Meghan is not a butt-kicking character. Still, she showed a strength beyond her years which I could only admire. The rest of the characters - Puck, Ash, Grim, and just about every single character in this novel - is well rounded out and plays an integral part in the development of the plot. It is saturated with memorable characters which you'll either love to love, or love to hate. But either way, there's not one bland character in this superb fantasy.
I have to mention that my number one favorite character is unquestionably Grimalkin, the cat (or rather a Cait Sith). He's intelligent, sneaky, witty, and proudly embraces every typical cat trait you can think of. My other favorite creature characters were the pack rats. They were incredibly adorable in their odd way; so much so it almost made me cry.
Kagawa's imaginative and clever world-building in this story is nothing less than spectacular and way beyond impressive! Every single page is an endless feast for the imagination. The combination of fantasy and technology in Faeryland and the modern world, had me marvelling at the resourcefulness of this author's mind. The breathtaking beauty of the Summer and Winter courts, in stark contrast to the wastelands of the Iron court, helped set the mood of the novel and steadily drew me deeper and deeper into the Nevernever. I also enjoyed the parts of the story that took place in the real world and I was awed at how smoothly the story transitioned between these two worlds. Everything felt so real.
The dialogue is fluid, stimulating and suits each character perfectly. Expect stellar writing, heart-stopping scenes, and an exceptionally riveting plot should you choose to read this book. The sequence of events happens timely, and the action is intense and highly gratifying. To my relief the romance is kept to a minimum and only glides along in the background. I only hope it stays that way for the rest of the series. The ending wasn't exactly what I wanted it to be, but it still came to a satisfying conclusion with a wide opening for book two on which to continue. The Iron King is a book I refused to put down, even when my vision started blurring at the edges, but I simply couldn't tear myself away from it. I highly recommend it to all who enjoys a fantasy novel filled with characters and creatures born only from the wildest of imaginations. It deserves countless stars for unadulterated fantasy perfection.
I won't talk about the plot, since there are pretty good summaries provided in other reviews. I thought the story was fresh, and Meghan, our FMC, acts exactly like a 16 year old living in her circumstances and thrown into this new world would act.
As for the other characters, Puck was OK but he managed to get on my nerves many times as HE WOULD NOT SHUT UP. The other characters are well described, and in general the world building is interesting.
The thing about this series is that there's a lot going on, yet no one seems to be curious enough to ask the questions that need to be raised. The characters seem to be content to be pushed by the flow of the story and wait for whatever happens. Meghan grows into her position, but at heart she's still a teenager, and that is reflected in many of her actions. Push doesn't truly evolve and we don't truly get to know Ash until book 4, which BTW, is extremely boring and a little anticlimactic. That's why by the end of book 4 I called it quits.
Finally, note that this is book apt for 16 and up (I think) and it's pretty clean, so the classification is correct.
First off the prose. It’s clean and very easy to read, and yet vivid at the same time. Despite it taking over a week to finish, it was very easy to get back in when I had to stop reading for some interruption or other obligation I had to fulfill. After my last few reads being clunky, this was just what I needed. The story itself is also fast paced, with each chapter advancing the storyline, bringing up new questions, while answering others. The foreshadowing was also done well, with small details early on coming back in big ways much later.
The world building was well thought out and there were a lot of big and small things that I loved about the human and fey world. It felt very real, especially as this is more of an adventuring quest where we don’t hang around a single place for an extended period of time. There was an otherworldly presence everywhere, and all of it had the right amount of intrigue and danger added to it. I liked the original touches Kagawa brought to the table, like the metal aspects and how the two realms are connected. Bonus, I like that this takes place in the Louisiana Bayou (I would guess closer to Lafayette based on the prose), and New Orleans was in here as well (though I wish people knew it as more than just a party town).
The characters I really enjoyed. First is Meghan Chase, a 16 year old girl that feels out of place as the “swamp girl” in school and generally doesn’t have a fun life and wants to leave her home ASAP. But as her family life is shattered once her brother Ethan is stolen away, she has to open her eyes to the fantastic and quest into the unknown to get him back. That and realize that her best friend is not as he seems. I like that she’s a kind character, and in a way, it’s pointed out as a flaw in the world of the fey where it’s very cutthroat. I enjoyed her brother, which was it was so sad for him to be stolen away. I also like Robbie, her best friend, who’s not who he seems at first glance. He was fun and light, but had his own dark side as well. As for Ash, wasn’t a big fan of him at first, but he grew on me, and while he’s the dark brooding bad boy, at least Meghan realizes it and doesn’t fall for it, but the growth feels natural. The other characters were fleshed out enough and fit their roles quite naturally.
There were a couple of things I wasn’t a fan of, but it was minor and nitpick type things, like how the quarterback of the football team was as buff as a linebacker (your average QB is likely to have a thin athletic build, not ripped and buff) and the main bully, with the cheerleader girlfriend, which felt played out but doesn’t last very long. The other was that anime was mentioned twice in one chapter in terms of aesthetic, but was in a bit of a general terminology.
I do like that there was some sense of closure to the book that was satisfying in itself, but it’s clear that there’s a lot more to go in the story and left off at the perfect spot. I’m looking forward to reading the rest of The Iron Fey series at some point, and it’s gotten me interested in her other series, Shadow of the Fox.
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"That's New. If you See any steel dryads, be Sure to tell me so I can run away screaming." - S. 93 Puck
Meghan und Ash. Irgendwie noch Puck dazu und fertig ist ein großes Chaos, viele Gefühle, Witz und Drama.
Meghan ist verdammt mutig dafür das sie von allem überrannt wird. Naja das kommt davon wenn der Bruder nicht der Bruder ist und einen irgendwie töten will.
Sie ist äußerst loyal, muss aber so verdammt viel mitmachen und bleibt sich trotzdem selbst treu.
Ash ist wow ehm eiskalt und zu Beginn ein Typ den man gerne mal schlagen will. Aber auch er hat seine Gründe und ehrlich gesagt, hatte ich dann Respekt vor ihm. Er ist ein guter Kämpfer, unterdrückt öfter seine Emotionen ist aber kein schlechter Typ.
Okay es war ein reread und ich hatte Angst davor, weil ja ehm mein Geschmack mit 13 eher sehr dramatisch war. Trotzdem war ich nochmal komplett in der Welt der Feen gefangen. Mit Puck hatte man immer was zu lachen und Augen verdrehen war praktisch Pflicht. Mit Meghan bin ich Kopf über rein gefallen in diese Welt. Habe alles nochmal erlebt und durchlebt. Ash neu kennenzulernen mit etwas erwachseneren Augen war super interessant und Puck war halt ein Typ für sich den ich in "Plötzlich Rebel" genauer zeige.
Es war super spannend und einfach so schön beschrieben. Die Welt und die unterschiedlichen Höfe haben neugierig gemacht und die Herrscher waren eine Nummer für sich.
Ich habe richtig mitgefiebert und bin nach diesem spannend Kampf am Ende nun neugierig wie das wieder weiter geht.
The story: Meghan Chase is your average teenager, or so she thinks until her little brother gets kidnapped and switched with a Changeling. Meghan must go on an incredible adventure with her best friend Robbie (aka Robbin Goodfellow, Puck) to the Nevernever to rescue him. Along the way she discovers the truth about herself, encounters numerous dangers and falls in love.
The plot is fairly fast paced and it’s definitely action packed. I enjoyed that Meghan wants to fight for herself and doesn’t need saving (but it does happen sometimes). I appreciated the different use of Fey in this series, imagine the complete opposite of Tinkerbell. Plus I learned about countless other fantasy creatures.
I also loved the newer book cover, very sleek and elegant. Especially compared to the original covers, these ones feel more geared towards New Adult readers, even though it’s YA. The older covers felt very YA. Small factor, but now i wish i had the rest of the series with this cover 😅
I recommend it for anyone that likes stories about fey and that likes to read YA but like younger YA.