Book Review: Marissa Meyer’s Cinder
Humans, androids, and a deadly plague roam the streets. A ruthless Lunar queen watches, waiting to make her move. None know that Earth’s fate hinges on one girl.
Humans, androids, and a deadly plague roam the streets. A ruthless Lunar queen watches, waiting to make her move. None know that Earth’s fate hinges on one girl.
A young, orphaned cyborg Cinder[ella] journeys to the only new home that will take her in.
A comedy of manners set in Victorian London, full of werewolves, vampires, dirigibles, and tea-drinking.
The preternatural Alexia Tarabotti is laboring under a great many social tribulations, not the least of which is her…ugh…Italian heritage!
If one must flirt…flirt with danger, as Sophronia thwarts the Picklemen’s plot to conquer London, even as she dances her skills amongst conflicting sides.
It’s seduction and weaponry for Sophronia when she and her friends hijack a train to return Sidheag to her pack in Scotland and uncover a sinister plot.
Bounty hunter and lycanthrope Cedar Hunt vowed to track down all seven pieces of the Holder—a strange device capable of deadly destruction.
Emma Bannon, Sorceress Prime to the Queen, must find the doctor who created a powerful weapon. And it will distract her friend, the mentath Archibald Clare, from pursuing his nemesis.
Does one need four fully grown foxgloves for decorating a dinner table for six guests? Or is it six foxgloves to kill four fully grown guests?
It’s a steampunk Sherlock-Holmes-meets-James Bond as Emma Bannon and Archibald Clare battle conspiracies and treason with magic while dodging assassins.