Darynda Jones Spotlight

 The normal part of Lorelei MacAlister’s life didn’t just slip away quietly the day Jared Kovach came to town. Nope. The normal part of her life shattered. It exploded. It burst into a gazillion shards of fleeting light.

It went out with a bang.

Goodbye normal.

Hello dark and eerie.

While her best friend, Brooklyn, is focusing all of her energy on helping Lorelei hone her abilities, Lorelei is dealing with the reality that Satan’s second in command has taken up residence inside her body. Oh, and the fact that she has a crush on the Angel of Death. But what a beautiful death it is. If those weren’t bad enough, something sinister has come to town and it wants nothing more than to hear Lorelei’s dying breath as it strangles it out of her. Thank goodness the gang has a supernatural champion. But what happens when the only being who can save them switches sides midstream? How can a group of misfits capture one of the most powerful beings ever created? And will they find out how to bring Jared back to them before it’s too late?
Chapter One

“Is this class ever going to end?”

My best friend, Brooklyn, draped her upper body across her
desk in a dramatic reenactment of Desdemona’s death in Othello.
She buried her face in a tangle of arms and long black hair for
effect. It was quite moving. And while I appreciated her freedom
to express her misgivings about the most boring class since
multi-celled organisms first crawled onto dry land, I wondered
about her timing.

“Miss Prather,” our Government teacher, Mr. Gonzales, said,
his voice like a sharp crack in the silence of study time.

Brooklyn jerked upright in surprise. She glanced around as
our classmates snickered, either politely into their hands or more
rudely outright.

“Is there something you’d like to share with the class?”

She turned toward Mr. Gonzales and asked, “Did I say that
out loud?”

The class erupted in laughter as Mr. G’s mouth formed a long
narrow line across his face. As though a miracle from heaven,
the bell rang and Brooklyn couldn’t scramble out of her seat fast
enough. She practically sprinted from the room. I followed at a
slower pace, smiling meekly as I walked past Mr. G’s desk.
Brooklyn stood waiting for me in the hall, her face still frozen
in surprise.

“That was funny,” I said, tugging her alongside me. She fell
in line as we wound through the crush of students, fighting our
way to PE. I wasn’t sure why. I didn’t particularly enjoy having
my many faults and numerous shortcomings put on display for
all to see, so why I would fight to get there was beyond me.

“No, really.” She tucked an arm through mine. “I didn’t mean
to say that out loud.”

I couldn’t help but smile despite the weight on my chest, a
weight that seemed to be endless. “Which is why that was funny.”
I did that a lot lately. Smiled. It was easier than explaining
why I wasn’t.

“You don’t get it,” she said. “This is exactly what I’ve been
talking about. Everything is weird ever since . . . you know.”

I did know. Ever since Jared Kovach came to town. Ever
since he’d saved my life after a huge green delivery truck
slammed into me. Ever since we’d found out he was the Angel
of Death and he had been sent not to save my life but to take it.
To tweak the timing. To take me sooner than nature— or a huge
green delivery truck— had intended.

And ever since I found out I’d been possessed by a demon
when I was six years old.

Still, that wasn’t the worst part of that day all those years ago.
The worst part was the fact that my parents were gone. Vanished
in a whirlwind when some guy— we still had no idea who—
opened the gates of hell. And I’d led them straight to it. The fact
that a demon—Malak-Tuke, to be exact, Lucifer’s second in command—
escaped from his fiery pit and decided to crash at my
place was just the icing on the cake. But I didn’t know any of
this until two months ago.

I’d been living with my grandparents since the disappearance,
but my semi- normal existence changed forever when I was
knocked into the street by a skateboarder and hit by that truck.
That near- death experience taught me a valuable lesson:
Never get hit by a huge green delivery truck if I can help it. But
if I hadn’t, if my life hadn’t almost ended that day, then Jared
Kovach would not have been sent. And oddly enough, Jared Kovach
was definitely worth the risk.

The events that followed were both terrifying and life changing.
I learned that there really was a heaven and a hell. That
there really were angels and demons. That I was a prophet, the
last prophet in a long line of incredible women, descended from
a powerful woman named Arabeth. And I’d learned that I had a
demon inside me, that I’d had him inside me for years.

Even Jared had never seen anything like it. Most people possessed
by evil spirits were lucky to survive. People possessed by
demons— a rarity, from what I’d been told— never survived more
than a month. Ever. And yet here I stood. As possessed as a girl
with a demon inside her could be.

And, yes, things had been weird.

Author Bio:
NYTimes and USA Today Bestselling Author Darynda Jones has won numerous awards for her work, including a prestigious Golden Heart®, a Rebecca, two Hold Medallions, a RITA ®, and a Daphne du Maurier, and she has received stellar reviews from dozens of publications including starred reviews from Publisher’s Weekly, Booklist, and the Library Journal. As a born storyteller, Darynda grew up spinning tales of dashing damsels and heroes in distress for any unfortunate soul who happened by, annoying man and beast alike, and she is ever so grateful for the opportunity to carry on that tradition. She currently has two series with St. Martin’s Press: The Charley Davidson Series and the Darklight Trilogy. She lives in the Land of Enchantment, also known as New Mexico, with her husband of almost 30 years and two beautiful sons, the Mighty, Mighty Jones Boys. She can be found at www.daryndajones.com.
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Indigo Spell Review

Devoured Indigo Spell by Richelle Mead 
In the aftermath of a forbidden moment that rocked Sydney to her core, she finds herself struggling to draw the line between her Alchemist teachings and what her heart is urging her to do. Then she meets alluring, rebellious Marcus Finch--a former Alchemist who escaped against all odds, and is now on the run. Marcus wants to teach Sydney the secrets he claims the Alchemists are hiding from her. But as he pushes her to rebel against the people who raised her, Sydney finds that breaking free is harder than she thought. There is an old and mysterious magic rooted deeply within her. And as she searches for an evil magic user targeting powerful young witches, she realizes that her only hope is to embrace her magical blood--or else she might be next.

Populated with new faces as well as familiar ones, the Bloodlines series explores all the friendship, romance, battles, and betrayals that made the #1 New York Times bestselling Vampire Academy series so addictive—this time in a part-vampire, part-human setting where the stakes are even higher and everyone’s out for blood

My review:   4 stars!!!! 
What was I thinking?  I finished this book in 1 day. Now I have to wait forever for the next one. But this one was the best so far.  *Much more Adrian. And quite frankly I have been in love with him for years. I still don't like Sydney. Not that he belonged with Rose, but at least we got to read lots of Adrian this go around. He's changed a lot and has grown up.  I miss the more wittier version of him. This book is more fast past then the others and as usual there's a few twist and turns. I still love the Vampire Academy world and Richelle Mead is still one of my favorite authors. If you love Adrian you WILL LOVE this book!!! 
When I was done reading it all I could do was sing this song. 
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Everyone thinks Chase Crawford should play Adrian
I'm proposing 
Austin Butler
He's 22 in real life. The perfect age 

And if this isn't an Adrian LOOK I don't know what is. 

He's tall, slim and SUPER handsome. Everything a Moroi should be. I mean I know he's blonde but that can be adjusted. Besides since the beginning I have always pictured Adrian as a blonde.  If you follow this post you know why. 
Because I am over 40 I have always pictured him like
from Pretty in Pink

Death and the Girl Next Door

I can't believe how excited I am.  My favorite adult author has a NEW RELEASE in Young Adult.
In case you haven't heard of Dayrnda Jones. Get ready for your world to turn upside down.
She is the writer of the magnificent Charley Davidson series. Sound familiar?  Well here's a hint.
and coming October 30th FOURTH GRAVE BENEATH MY FEET! 

(Darklight Series #1)

Darynda Jones, author of The New York Times bestselling series that began with First Grave on the Right, brings us Death and the Girl Next Door, a thrilling Young Adult novel garnering high praise and early buzz from major authors

Ten years ago, Lorelei's parents disappeared without a trace.  Raised by her grandparents and leaning on the support of her best friends, Lorelei is finally beginning to accept the fact that her parents are never coming home.  For Lorelei, life goes on.

High school is not quite as painful as she thinks it will be, and things are as normal as they can be.  Until the day the school's designated loner, Cameron Lusk, begins to stalk her, turning up where she least expects it,  standing outside her house in the dark, night after night.  Things get even more complicated when a new guy—terrifying, tough, sexy Jared Kovach—comes to school.  Cameron and Jared instantly despise each other and Lorelei seems to be the reason for their animosity.  What does Jared know about her parents?  Why does Cameron tell Jared he can't have Lorelei?  And what will any of them do when Death comes knocking for real?  Thrilling, sassy, sexy, and inventive, Darynda Jones's first foray into the world of teens will leave readers eager for the next installment.

"Unique, witty, and touching—I LOVED THIS BOOK!" —P.C. Cast, New York Times bestselling author of The House of Night Series


I scanned the distance back to see if Mr. Davis was still standing
watch. Instead, I found Cameron Lusk. He hadn’t gone to
class. I could see him through the plate-glass windows that lined
the front of Riley High. He stood leaning against the building,
looking directly at me, a strange expression I couldn’t decipher
shadowing his face.
I offered my own glare, completely perplexed. The guy had
never shown the slightest bit of interest in me. Then, out of nowhere,
I couldn’t turn around without finding him waiting for
me, watching, like he was mentally calculating how long it would
take to strangle the life out of my body. A cold chill shimmied
down my spine with the thought.
And worse, I didn’t know what to do about it. I didn’t want
to alarm my grandparents. They had enough to worry about. The
anniversary of my parents’ disappearance always put them in a
strange state, as it did me. I didn’t want to call the police. Naturally,
they would have to tell my grandparents. And I was nowhere
near moronic enough to pretend I could take him. Boys, no
matter how lanky, were generally strong.
“I’m stronger.”
I jumped at the sound of a male voice behind me and whirled
around to slam face- first into a brick wall. My notebook flew out
of my arms, launching a ticker tape parade of science notes into
the air. They floated down to land in whispery chaos on the
For a second I just stood there in shock until humiliation
took hold and surged through me with a fiery vengeance. I could
feel my cheeks heating as I looked up. And up. Into the eyes of
the off ending wall.
I stilled.
It was the new guy. And his eyes were amazing. Dark, steady,
“Are you okay?” he asked.
Where’d penetrating come from? I felt my cheeks grow even
hotter. “Of course,” I said, glancing down to hide my face and
my bruised pride. I tucked a curl behind an ear and bent to
gather my notes.
Supernova knelt to help me.
“You don’t need to do that,” I said, even more embarrassed as
he scooped up my messy notes before I could get to them. Honestly,
why couldn’t I at least try to write neatly?
“I don’t mind,” he said, lifting the drawing I’d done that
I snatched it out of his hand before he could get a good
He glanced at me but not in surprise at what I’d done. More
like curiosity. His dark gaze was startlingly intense. The contrast
of molasses- colored eyes and hair made his flawless skin appear
almost translucent. The effect was haunting.
I forced my thoughts back to the present. “I’m Lorelei,” I
managed at last.
He hesitated as he had with Mr. Davis. After a quick glance
over his shoulder, he stood and offered his hand. “I’m Jared.”
I almost looked at the poster again. Instead, I shut my eyes as
a slow dawning crept over me. I recognized his face. I’d drawn it
that very morning. I’d been dwelling on it for three days. It was
him. The boy. Only the puzzle was complete, and what a puzzle it was.

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Darynda Jones has won numerous awards for her work including a prestigious Golden Heart®, a RITA®, and a Daphne du Maurier. As a born storyteller, she grew up spinning tales of dashing damsels and heroes in distress for any unfortunate soul who happened by, annoying man and beast alike. Darynda lives in the Land of Enchantment, also known as New Mexico, with her husband and two beautiful sons, the Mighty, Mighty Jones Boys.


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Four disparate high school seniors come together to compete in their school's battle of the bands. Sharing a love for playing rock and roll, the members name the band "The Stereotypical Freaks" because they feel stereotyped by their classmates - smart kid, geek, star athlete and quiet weirdo… when in fact they know they are much more than those labels that have been placed on them.

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The Golden Lily Review

Sydney Sage is an Alchemist, one of a group of humans who dabble in magic and serve to bridge the worlds of humans and vampires. They protect vampire secrets—and human lives.

Sydney would love to go to college, but instead, she’s been sent into hiding at a posh boarding school in Palm Springs, California–tasked with protecting Moroi princess Jill Dragomir from assassins who want to throw the Moroi court into civil war. Formerly in disgrace, Sydney is now praised for her loyalty and obedience, and held up as the model of an exemplary Alchemist.

But the closer she grows to Jill, Eddie, and especially Adrian, the more she finds herself questioning her age–old Alchemist beliefs, her idea of family, and the sense of what it means to truly belong. Her world becomes even more complicated when magical experiments show Sydney may hold the key to prevent becoming Strigoi—the fiercest vampires, the ones who don’t die. But it’s her fear of being just that—special, magical, powerful—that scares her more than anything. Equally daunting is her new romance with Brayden, a cute, brainy guy who seems to be her match in every way. Yet, as perfect as he seems, Sydney finds herself being drawn to someone else—someone forbidden to her.

When a shocking secret threatens to tear the vampire world apart, Sydney’s loyalties are suddenly tested more than ever before. She wonders how she's supposed to strike a balance between the principles and dogmas she's been taught, and what her instincts are now telling her.

Should she trust the Alchemists—or her heart?


I LOVE Richelle Mead. I love her so much in fact that I have read everything she has every written. I have her comics w/variations and her graphic novel. That said my favorite series is The Dark Swan. I have met her twice and she is a lovely person, and I have named one of my own characters after her. 

Why is it that she screws with the men I love in the series? I won't spoil the other series but the ending of Dark Swan killed me. And now POOR ADRIAN. I mean I know he will get his happy ending EVENTUALLY, but good lord. How many books have we been through with him now???? He deserves a little something. 

I give this book a 4 because I still really do like it and adore Richelle Mead even though I am getting frustrated. 

As for Sydney Sage. I'm not a fan of her. I'm just not feeling it. And how about next book Adrian gets a little love and screws over the girl. HUH???? And don't change him. I mean, yeah, maybe one shouldn't drink or smoke but I LOVE HIM the way he is. A HOT MESS. That is part of his charm. His smart ass demeanor is what makes him a hit. I don't want him to change. I like that he has a drink in his hand or a cig. Makes him more real and less YA "perfect" 

For the love of god.. Let him be happy. 

And I knew right off the bat that when Trey's "cousin" was introduced he was the new bad guy. 

Also, I think it would have been better if Adrian was going to suffer to keep Brayden in the picture and create a love triangle. But I guess that will be for Eddie, Jill and Angeline now. How much torture will Eddie have to endure???????? 

For the love of Jesus and all things HOLY if she writes a book about CARTER could she please NOT fudge with him. *carter from the Georgina Kinkaid series 

Still if you love this series you still must read in order to finally see his HEA. 

And for all you middle age YA readers. You may get this. I never liked James Spader in 80's movie, nor do I think Richelle Mead's description of Adrian is close to him, but I still think of him when I read Adrian. What do you think?