Longing For Reads

If you're a writer, you most likely have a pile (maybe two), of books you ache to read. But 'alas, life doth chuck a wrench in thy dreamy plans. 

I decided to share with you a few stories teetering on the peak of my TBR pile aka Mount Book-a-saurus.

First we have a tale that comes right out of the nineteenth century; well, beginning in the twenty first century, actually. 

THE MIST ON BRONTE MOOR  by Aviva Orr

Released: January 2013; 257 pages

Description: When fifteen-year-old Heather Jane Bell is diagnosed with alopecia and her hair starts falling out in clumps, she wants nothing more than to escape her home in London and disappear off the face of the earth. 

Heather gets her wish when her concerned parents send her to stay with a great-aunt in West Yorkshire. But shortly after she arrives, Heather becomes lost on the moors and is swept through the mist back to the year 1833. There she encounters fifteen-year-old Emily Brontë and is given refuge in the Brontë Parsonage. 

Unaware of her host family’s genius and future fame, Heather struggles to cope with alopecia amongst strangers in a world foreign to her. While Heather finds comfort and strength in her growing friendship with Emily and in the embrace of the close-knit Brontë family, her emotions are stretched to the limit when she falls for Emily’s brilliant but troubled brother, Branwell.

Will Heather return to the comforts and conveniences of the twenty-first century? Or will she choose love and remain in the harsh world of nineteenth-century Haworth?

Next is a Book IV in a series; one I'm sure most are familiar with. I was given an ARC of Book II, Beautiful Chaos, by the publisher earlier last year. I hadn't read the first two books, but became an instant fan of these authors and the story they've created!

BEAUTIFUL REDEMPTION by Kami Garcia & Margaret Stohl

Released: October 2012; 451 pages

Description: Is death the end . . . or only the beginning? 

Ethan Wate always dreamed of leaving the stifling Southern town of Gatlin. But he never dreamt that finding love with Lena Duchannes would drive him away. Lena is a Caster girl whose supernatural powers unveiled a secretive and cursed side of Gatlin, so powerful it forced him to make a terrible sacrifice. 

Now Ethan must find a way to return to Lena - and Gatlin - as she vows to do whatever it takes to get him back. Even if it means trusting old enemies or risking their loved ones' lives. Can Ethan and Lena rewrite their fate and their spellbinding love story in this stunning finale to the Beautiful Creatures series?'

Lastly, here's a book that seems to have it all, not to mention one of the sweetest and most genuine writers I've ever met - via cyberspace, of course.

LET THE SKY FALL by Shannon Messenger

Released date: March 5th, 2013; 416 pages.

Description: A broken past and a divided future can’t stop the electric connection of two teens in this “charged and romantic” (Becca Fitzpatrick), lush novel.

Seventeen-year-old Vane Weston has no idea how he survived the category five tornado that killed his parents. And he has no idea if the beautiful, dark-haired girl who’s swept through his dreams every night since the storm is real. But he hopes she is.

Seventeen-year-old Audra is a sylph, an air elemental. She walks on the wind, can translate its alluring songs, and can even coax it into a weapon with a simple string of commands. She’s also a guardian—Vane’s guardian—and has sworn an oath to protect Vane at all costs. Even if it means sacrificing her own life.

When a hasty mistake reveals their location to the enemy who murdered both of their families, Audra’s forced to help Vane remember who he is. He has a power to claim—the secret language of the West Wind, which only he can understand. But unlocking his heritage will also unlock the memory Audra needs him to forget. And their greatest danger is not the warriors coming to destroy them—but the forbidden romance that’s grown between them.

There you have it, folks. A few snippets from my ever-crumbling Mount Book-a-saurus. What's whispering sweet nothings to you from your Mount Book-a-sauras?