(ARC) Review: Here’s The Thing

Here’s The Thing
by Emily O’Beirne
Series/ Standalone: Standalone
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT
Age category: Young Adult
Release Date: October 19th, 2016
Rating: 4.5 stars

I received this book from Ylva Publishing in exchange for a review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.

It’s only for a year. That’s what sixteen-year-old Zel keeps telling herself after moving to Sydney for her dad’s work. She’ll just wait it out until she gets back to New York and Prim, her epic crush/best friend, and the unfinished subway project. Even if Prim hasn’t spoken to her since that day on Coney Island.

But Zel soon finds life in Sydney won’t let her hide. There’s her art teacher, who keeps forcing her to dig deeper. There’s the band of sweet, strange misfits her cousin has forced her to join for a Drama project. And then there’s the curiosity that is the always-late Stella.

As she waits for Prim to explain her radio silence and she begins to forge new friendships, Zel feels strung between two worlds. Finally, she must figure out how to move on while leaving no one behind.


Wow. This book is real cute.

Here’s The Thing follows the story of Zel, a teenage girl who has to move from New York to Sydney due to her parents’ job.  It shows the struggle to trying to fit in again and again, and the way Zel adjusts to her new life in Sydney. It’s a story of heartache, new friendships and acceptance.

I have to admit, I wasn’t quite impressed by the start of the book. It felt a bit boring and I wasn’t a fan of the ‘speaking to the audience’ type of narration. But as the story progressed, I fell in love with Zel and the rest of the gang.

Zelda is an amazing, smart and level headed character. She is quite comfortable with her sexual identity and doesn’t make a huge deal of it. She sees people for who they are and is not as judgemental as other teens. The other characters, Prim, Antony, Michael, Ashani and Stella were also well developed. They each had their quirks and flaws and felt very real. Prim, a character I was not very impressed with in the beginning, grew on me and by the end I loved her too. Prim and Zel’s subway adventures were quite fun.

O’Beirne’s writing was quite good and the story flowed naturally. The narration changes from the present to flashbacks of Zel and Prim but it never felt confusing. Props to the amount of diversity present in this book too.

All in all, a very cute and feel good read! Definitely recommended😀


5 reasons why you should read The Hammer of Thor

The Hammer of Thor
by Rick Riordan
Series/Standalone: Series – Magnus Chase and The Gods of Asgard #2
Age Category: Young Adult
Genre: Fantasy, Mythology
Release Date: October 4th, 2016
Rating: 5 stars

Thor’s hammer is missing again. The thunder god has a disturbing habit of misplacing his weapon–the mightiest force in the Nine Worlds. But this time the hammer isn’t just lost, it has fallen into enemy hands. If Magnus Chase and his friends can’t retrieve the hammer quickly, the mortal worlds will be defenseless against an onslaught of giants. Ragnarok will begin. The Nine Worlds will burn. Unfortunately, the only person who can broker a deal for the hammer’s return is the gods’ worst enemy, Loki–and the price he wants is very high.


Rick Riordan’s signature wit is back. His last two books haven’t been my most favorite books of his, but this one definitely had me flailing throughout and The Hammer of Thor is now one of my most favorite books this year, right after ACOMAF❤


The amounts of diversity in this book. With Samirah’s religious faith playing an important role, and the introduction of gender fluid characters, there’s a lot of diversity in this book, and it was actually done right for once. It didn’t feel forced at any point, and all the characters felt so natural. That brings me to:


The characters. In the first book, it felt like Magnus was a parallel universe version of Percy, but in this book, he definitely shone. And so did all the other characters, including Sam, Amir, Alex, Blitz, Hearth, Jack (YES HE IS A SEPARATE CHARACTER) and the gang of Floor 19. The latest addition, Alex, was just awesome. I don’t want to speak any more because of spoilers, but all the characters were just kickass. Also, Amir and Sam are SO SWEET! I ship them so hard.


The pace. From the first page to the last, there was never a slow moment. I could not put the book down once I started reading. All the fight scenes were awesome and the different worlds they travel to were shown very beautifully. Rick has made sure we do not get confused at any point, and I’m really grateful for that. Both the pace and the writing are awesome. This book definitely didn’t suffer from Second Book Syndrome.


The chapter titles! :P If not for the above mentioned reasons, atleast read this gorgeous book for the chapter titles. Here’s a small preview:

I Am Saved From Certain Death By Being Killed

Never Take a Bubble Bath With a Decapitated God

The Most Awkward Viking Luau Ever

What’s a Guy Gotta Do to Get a Standing Ovation?

Samirah and Magnus Sitting in a Tree, T-A-L-K-I-N-G

If that doesn’t grab your interest, I don’t know what will.😀

All in all, this was an engaging, fast-paced and gloriously sarcastic book and I recommend it with all my heart. GO READ IT. NOW.

So have you read Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard? If you have, what did you think about it? As good as Uncle Rick’s other books or not? If you haven’t, why not? Read ’em!


Here’s The Thing by Emily O’Beirne // Book Blitz

Here’s the Thing
by Emily O’Beirne
Genre: YA Contemporary (LGBT)
Release Date: October 19th 2016
Ylva Publishing

Goodreads || Ylva

It’s only for a year. That’s what sixteen-year-old Zel keeps telling herself after moving to Sydney for her dad’s work. She’ll just wait it out until she gets back to New York and Prim, her epic crush/best friend, and the unfinished subway project. Even if Prim hasn’t spoken to her since that day on Coney Island. But Zel soon finds life in Sydney won’t let her hide. There’s her art teacher, who keeps forcing her to dig deeper. There’s the band of sweet, strange misfits her cousin has forced her to join for a Drama project. And then there’s the curiosity that is the always-late Stella. As she waits for Prim to explain her radio silence and she begins to forge new friendships, Zel feels strung between two worlds. Finally, she must figure out how to move on while leaving no one behind.

Here’s an excerpt from this book:

As soon as she hears the words “New York”, the blonde princess perks up.

“You actually lived there?” Her voice is still measured, but I can hear the hint of intrigue. Suddenly I’m worth something. She straightens her blazer, looking curious and a touch self-conscious. Like the mention of that city has chafed at the all-comforting sense of superiority she held a second ago when she sized up my loose-haired, loose-jeaned, couldn’t-give-a-crapeyeliner look. Now her perfectly braided hair, subtle eye make-up, and her prefect’s badge don’t stand a chance against me (well, New York). It’s like she suddenly feels like the boring provincial cliché she is.

Please don’t think I’m a bitch, describing this girl like that. I’m not a bitch. Really, I’m not. It’s just that you weren’t here ten minutes ago. I swear it was surreal. She was nice as pie when Mum was here, making small talk, telling us about the school excursions and clubs and extra university prep courses they offer. Then, the minute Mum went in to chat with the senior school coordinator, she went on this total backspin from perky polite to general disinterest. All before the office door even closed.

Of course, that was before I uttered the four, golden ‘lived in New York’ words. Now she’s all ears.

So excuse me for judging, but you have to admit it’s kind of deeply shallow on her part. Like something out of a bad teen movie. She’s one of those popular girls, all shiny and judge-y and awaiting her comeuppance, the one who underestimates the new girl at the start. This, of course, casts me as the nerdy but likeable girl. The one who’ll either seek revenge on all the high-definition girls like this evenly tanned overachiever next to me or else become wildly popular by getting a makeover from a gay man, making some excellent quips, and then dating from the girl-clique’s private male gene pool property.

Believe me, people, when I say that NONE of this is going to happen. What will happen, if Mum and Dad magically convince me go to this school, is that I will put my head down and stay as invisible as humanly possible. Because if she is a taster of the school social menu, I plan to officially bow out of all interpersonal efforts.

We’ve already taken the full tour of the school and grounds, led by the blonde, in chirruping prefect mode, and the principal’s assistant.Apparently this school’s so exclusive that potential Golden Ones don’t even get to meet the principal until they’re properly signed on, fees paid. Together they schooled Mum in everything this place has to offer. Because she’ll be the one paying the fees for the Olympic swimming pool and the sky-lit art rooms, right? And while I dragged my feet behind them, I didn’t get a chance to find out if all the other students are carbon, depressing copies of this one either. All the girls (yes, only girls, which you would think would make me happybut it actually doesn’t) were tucked away in the classrooms. But my guess is, given the North Shore location and the amount of zeroes I saw on the fees list, that this sample of blonde wayyy-upper-middle-class Sydney sitting right here is probably representative enough for me to turn and run for the hills. Or at least back to the inner west.

“Like, New York, New York? Not the state,” the girl asks, wrinkling her nose slightly as if she can’t imagine that hallowed city allowing rabble like me in. Which, of course, shows how little she knows about the place. If she thinks I’m rabble, she’s got another thing coming when she and her fake designer suitcase finally make it there. If New York knows how to do anything, it’s how to produce prime rabble. It prides itself on it.

“Yes, the city,” I say patiently instead of sighing the sigh of the withering, which is what I really want to do. If I were Prim, I probably would have. I’m the kind of person who can manage to stay on the right side of polite, but Prim’s got zero tolerance for girls like this. But then, Prim’s got zero tolerance for most people. “We lived in Midtown.”

The girl looks blank.

“It’s the middle of Manhattan, near Times Square,” I explain as two girls in uniform, looking just like this one but brunette and sans prefect badge, peer into the office. One says something, and the other cackles as they pass. I shudder. Get me out of here. Now.

Blondie perks up some more. “That’s where they have the New Year’s parade?”

I nod.

“Did you go?”

I fight the urge to roll my eyes. I wouldn’t be caught dead there, fighting for a square inch of space with a gazillion tourists and out-of-towners. The parade is what television is made for. It’s for parents and old people and the rest of America to watch while New York goes out. Prim and I had planned to spend New Year’s Eve planning our New World Order. I don’t have time to fill you in on the details right now, but let me tell you this much—this girl here would have trouble surviving once we run the show.

Before I can respond, Mum is finally ejected from the coordinator’s office. I’m so relieved to see her I have to stop myself from jumping up and hugging her. She gives me a thin smile like she, too, has been to private school hell and back.

The coordinator is right behind her. She’s a shaggy middle-aged woman wearing a pastel sweater dress straight out of the eighties. Now I really feel sorry for Mum. Ten minutes in the presence of that outfit is probably pushing at the edges of human endurance.

“I hope to see you next week, Zelda,” the coordinator says to me. “Meaghan will show you back to the gate, won’t you?”

Blondie McPerfect nods enthusiastically and leads us back to the car park full of shiny land cruisers and zippy hatchbacks.She chatters all the way, practically igniting with excitement when she hears Mum’s line of work. I smirk to myself. It must be killing her that two such unimpressive-looking people’s life CVs are impressing her so much.

I tune out and watch the school go by. The playing fields are movie-set green, the sprinklers keeping the summer sun from doing its worst. That’d be right.Last night’s news said parts of the Blue Mountains are ablaze with bushfires, but North Sydney is lush.

As soon as Meaghan leaves us with a wave and a faux-friendly see you next week, I turn to Mum. “I’m not going here. No way.”


a Rafflecopter giveaway

About the Author:

Thirteen-year-old Emily woke up one morning with a sudden itch to write her first novel. All day, she sat through her classes, feverishly scribbling away (her rare silence probably a cherished respite for her teachers). And by the time the last bell rang, she had penned fifteen handwritten pages of angsty drivel, replete with blood-red sunsets, moody saxophone music playing somewhere far off in the night, and abandoned whiskey bottles rolling across tables. Needless to say, that singular literary accomplishment is buried in
a box somewhere, ready for her later amusement.
From Melbourne, Australia, Emily was recently granted her PhD. She works part-time in
academia, where she hates marking papers but loves working with her students. She also loves where she lives but travels as much as possible and tends to harbour crushes on cities more than on people.
Living in an apartment, Emily sadly does not possess her dream writing room overlooking an idyllic garden of her creation. Instead, she spends a lot of her time staring over the screen of her laptop and out the window at the somewhat less pretty (but highly entertaining) combined kebab stand/carwash across the road.


Website || Goodreads || Twitter



Fish Wielder by J R R R Hardison // Book Blitz

Fish Wielder
by J R R R Hardison

Amazon | Barnes & Noble

Fish Wielder is kind of like Lord of the Rings, set in Narnia, if it was written by the guys who made Monty Python and the Holy Grail while they were listening to the music of They Might Be Giants.
In ancient times, the Dark Lord Mauron cooked the most powerful magic chocolate dessert ever made, the Pudding of Power. One thousand and two years later, the evil leader of the Bad Religion, the Heartless One, is trying to recover the lost pudding in order to enslave the peoples of Grome. Only the depressed barbarian warrior Thoral Might Fist and his best friend, Brad the talking Koi fish, have a chance to save the world of Grome from destruction, but that’s going to take a ridiculous amount of magic and mayhem. Thus begins the epically silly epic fantasy of epic proportions, Fish Wielder—book one of the Fish Wielder Trilogy.


© 2016 Jim Hardison

Chapter 1

It was the anniversary of something bad.

Thoral Mighty Fist, perhaps the toughest, most mysterious and manly fighter in all the mystical world of Grome, sat in the Inn of the Gruesomely Gashed Gnome in a dark corner,

weeping into his tankard of warm ale. He hated ale, especially when it was warm, although he’d been swilling the stuff since before breakfast. Now it was well after dinner, and all he’d eaten the entire day was a piece of dry toast and a couple of olives as black as his mood. He raised his mug for another bitter sip and the jeweled hilt of the magic broadsword, Blurmflard, poked him in the side like a reminder of past mistakes. It was awkward to sit at a table with a broadsword at your belt, but the mighty barbarian had kept Blurmflard with him at all times ever since the blade was lent to him by his wizard mentor, Yiz. He even slept with it.

As Thoral sat brooding and trying to adjust his position to more comfortably accommodate the blade, a twelve-inch-long orange koi fish walked into the bar on his tail fins. Standing in the entryway, the koi peered around the crowded, dim interior until his bulging eyes fell on Thoral. The fish frowned.

At six feet, Thoral was a head taller than most other human inhabitants of the world of Grome and was so powerfully built that he barely fit at the heavy wooden table at which he sat. He was dressed pirate-style, with a black leather vest buttoned over his otherwise bare chest, tight, plum-colored breeches and knee-high, iron-toed boots. A wide crimson belt bore the magic sword as well as an assortment of leather and velvet pouches. A less attractive or more effeminate man would never have been able to pull off such an outfit, but for Thoral it was no

problem. He had chiseled features and a head of thick, golden hair that curled to his massive shoulders. The few strands of gray made him even more handsome–in a seasoned and mature

way, of course. His glorious hair notwithstanding, his most striking feature was his piercing gaze. So intense, so smoldering was his stare, that those on the receiving end often felt the need

to look away for fear that they would catch fire. There was no word in Gromish for the vibrant purple color of his eyes, but they were violet.

The koi contemplated the warrior. Given his charisma, strength and fighting abilities, Thoral could easily have conquered his own kingdom. But Thoral didn’t seem to care about that

kind of thing. He mostly liked to drink and fight and brood and wander around in forests looking at trees. As the fish watched, the mighty warrior burped. The hot gas seemed to sear his manly nostrils so that he blinked as his striking violet eyes watered.

Thoral looked up from his drink and squinted around the bar to see if anyone had noticed his tears and if there was anyone worth fighting. He failed to detect the fish, who was hidden behind the legs of a passing barmaid. The other patrons were humans, except a few half-elves and a handful of drunken gnomes. He could take them all on single-handedly, but he knew from experience that he’d feel even worse after beating them. Especially the gnomes. It was better to do nothing, to sit and drink and wish things were different.

Thoral closed his eyes and hunched forward to lay his tawny-maned head on the table. The rough-hewn planks, though, smelled as if they had been wiped with a mildew-y rag, so he

sat back up. He fumbled in one of his many belt pouches for the last of his dried herbs, crushed them between his long, calloused fingers and inhaled their fading minty fragrance. It wasn’t quite strong enough to clear the lingering scent of the mildew.

As Thoral sniffled at his mint leaves, the fish sighed. Shaking his head, he stalked across the sticky floor on his tail fins. The barbarian noticed him with a wince.

“This is the end, Bradfast,” Thoral grumbled at the fish in his outlandish accent, his rough voice heavy with melancholy. Thoral tended to transpose the sounds of v and w and to pronounce th at the beginning of words as z because he was foreign.

“Here we go again,” Brad commented dryly, leaping up onto the bench and then the table. He picked his way across the tabletop and stopped before the warrior. “This isn’t the end,

Thoral. It’s just the beginning…or maybe the middle or something. The point is, it’s not over. It’s never over until you give up—or you’re dead.”

“I dost wonder about death,” the barbarian said, as if to himself. He also used outdated words like dost because he spoke High Gromish even though most everybody else spoke the low version. This was also because he was foreign. “Would it truly bring an end? Or just a transition to another world?”

“You’ve had too much to drink, Thoral,” the fish cautioned. “You always get morose when you drink. It’s time we get moving. Maybe go on another adventure or something.”

“I am tired of adventures,” the warrior sighed. “I wish only to go home.” He burped again, and the fish staggered back, blinking.

“Come on, pal. Let’s get out of here,” Brad suggested, fanning himself with a fin. “We’ll fight a monster or go on a quest or steal the jeweled eye from an idol or something. It’ll be fun.”

“My heart is too…” Thoral trailed off. “What is that word that means when something has substantial weight?”

“Heavy,” the fish supplied. Thoral always had trouble remembering that one.

“Heavy. Yes. My heart is too heavy for adventure,” Thoral complained.

“Well, maybe if we pick something really hard, you’ll get killed,” the fish offered.

“A hero’s death?” Thoral asked, perking up just a bit.

“Yeah, sure. A hero’s death.”

“And then I couldst be done with this world,” Thoral murmured.

“Exactly,” Brad affirmed.

“Then let us go,” Thoral said, “this very instant.” He slammed his drink down on the table so hard that some of the ale sloshed out of the tankard, splashing at the fish. The koi danced back, just missing a soaking.

“Up to bed first and we’ll hit the road in the morning,” Brad countered, stepping around the puddle of spilled drink.

“No, we will leave now.” There was a dangerous edge to the warrior’s tone that drew the attention of everyone in the room even though he had not raised his voice. The bar went silent.

“Look, Thoral,” the koi answered, “it’s getting late. I’m tired. You’re drunk. We could both use some sleep. Let’s not make a rash decision that might lead to all kinds of unexpected


Every eye turned to see the barbarian’s reaction. “We will leave now,” Thoral insisted. The warrior and the fish stared at each other.

“Be reasonable,” Brad tried again. “Just give me one good reason why we shouldn’t wait

until morning.”

“We will leave now,” the barbarian declared, “because I am Thoral Mighty Fist!

Everyone gasped. Brad sagged, defeated. Once Thoral noted that he was Thoral, there was no point in arguing further. Everyone knew it. That’s just how it was.

With that, Thoral drained his pewter tankard and crushed it one-handed. He got unsteadily to his feet, massive muscles rippling under sun-bronzed, battle-scarred skin, and

transferred Brad from the tabletop into a belt pouch. Then he tossed a gold coin to the hideously disfigured gnomish innkeeper to pay for the mug he’d ruined even though it couldn’t have been worth more than a few coppers. The gnome had been engrossed in restocking a spice rack over the bar, so the coin struck him in the head and then clattered to the floor. He stepped on it with his clubfoot before it rolled away and then pinched it between his stubby, ring-clad fingers.

“Many thanks, Fist Wielder,” the innkeeper croaked, his one eye glittering from his gashed face as the warrior strode past him. “Where are you headed now? Not to the Godforsaken

Swamp, I hope. You should steer clear of that place for a while. There is nothing there but death.”

“I am eager for it,” the barbarian whispered as he strode past the gnome, who frowned and wrung his tiny hands.

Thoral staggered from the bar into the dark, filthy street. Although it was well past sundown, the city was still bustling with all kinds of criminals and cutthroats and that sort of

riffraff. They all cleared out of the big barbarian’s way. Three figures, cloaked and hooded in the black robes of the Bad Religion, watched from the shadows as Thoral went to the tavern’s

hitching post to untie his massive tiger-striped steed, Warlordhorse. He fumbled with the knot, his fingers clumsy from the ale. He shook his head and tried again.

“Let us attack now,” the leader of the Dark Brothers whispered. “We will take him unawares.”

“Uh…are you sure?” one of his subordinates asked, his voice quavering. “Have you heard the stories about him?”

“We have our orders,” the leader countered tersely. “Besides, he is inebriated, there are three of us, and we have the ultimate advantage…” He trailed off, sliding a dagger from a fold of his robe. The curved blade was slick with oily, black poison. He leered at his minions for a moment, and they reluctantly drew their own poison-coated daggers. The three of them started toward the barbarian while he was distracted.

Thoral was still having no luck with Warlordhorse’s tether, and grew frustrated. He put his face close to the rope, trying to get a better look in the dim light of the moon, and made

another attempt. The Dark Brothers crept closer, raising their poisoned blades in unison. Just one scratch and Thoral would be paralyzed before he even felt the wound. Agonizing death would follow within hours, but not before they had had time to drag the warrior before the master of their order to find out how much Thoral knew of their plans.

The Dark Brothers closed in on the unsuspecting champion, swift and silent as death itself.

Jim has worked as a writer, screen writer, animator and director in entertainment and commercials since graduating from Columbia College of Chicago in 1988. He is the author of The Helm, which YALSA praised as one of 2010’s best graphic novels for young readers, and has directed animated commercial and entertainment projects, including spots for M&M’s, AT&T, and Kellogg’s. He co-founded Character LLC in 2000 and has given story advice to many of the world’s largest brands, such as Target, Verizon, Samsung, McDonalds and Walmart, and has even appeared on NBC’s “The Apprentice” as an expert adviser on brand characters. Jim lives in Portland, Oregon with his wife, two kids and two dogs. Fish Wielder is his first novel.

1 winner will receive a $10 (USD) Amazon Gift Card and a copy of FISH WIELDER
Gift card is open internationally, but FISH WIELDER can only be mailed to a US mailing address
a Rafflecopter giveaway


Unknown by Wendy Higgins \\ Release Day Blitz

by Wendy Higgins

Kindle || iTunes || Kobo 

Amber Tate believes the worst thing she’ll suffer in life is dealing with the unrequited love she feels for her brother’s best friend, Rylen Fite. She also believes war is something unfortunate that happens places far, far away from her rural Nevada town. She’s wrong on both counts.

When an unknown organization meticulously bombs major cities in the United States and across the globe, a trickle-down effect spreads to remaining towns at an alarming speed—everything from food and water sources to technology and communications are compromised. Without leadership, the nation is split between paralysis and panic, but Amber isn’t one to hide or watch helplessly. She’s determined to put her nursing skills to use, despite the danger, even if it means working alongside the man she can never have.

In this first installment of NY Times bestselling author, Wendy Higgins’s debut New Adult series, a frighteningly realistic apocalyptic America is brought to life, entwined with searing romantic tension that will leave you eager for more.

Wendy Higgins is the USA Today and NY Times bestselling author of the SWEET EVIL series from HarperTeen, the high fantasy duology THE GREAT HUNT, and her independently published Irish Fantasy SEE ME.
After earning a Creative Writing degree from George Mason University and a Masters in Curriculum and Instruction from Radford, Wendy taught high school English until achieving her dream job as a full-time writer.
Wendy lives on the Eastern Shore of Virginia with her husband, daughter, son, and little doggie Rue.


Open International:

Grand Prize: Signed Paperback copy of Unknown with Poster, bookplate stickers, and bookmarks

1st & 2nd Prize: digital copies of Unknown (has to be B&N or Amazon user – will be gifted via their email address) plus signed bookmarks and bookplate stickers


a Rafflecopter giveaway


#SBPT16 – An interview with Chelsea @ Books For Thought


Hey guys! Today, I have the wonderful Chelsea @ Books For Thought, whom I had the pleasure of interviewing. Here’s the interview!

Hi, Chelsea!Tell me 5 facts about you.

1. I went to art school! I haven’t been practicing much lately but I can normally draw pretty good.
2. My secret dream is to become a ballerina…even though I’ve never danced in my life. It just looks so cool what they can do with their bodies!
3. I have a soft spot for Westerns. Movies, books, tv shows, anything. I love horses and grew up around farms so it’s to be expected.
4. I’m obsessed with spreadsheets. I love seeing data all pretty like that! I have one for books read, series read, challenges I’m in..etc. It’s the inner geek in me.
5. One Direction is my guilty pleasure. I don’t scream and fight over them like most 13 years olds, but I do really like their music and listen to them all the time.

What inspired you to start blogging?

I actually started blogging because of BookTube. I was watching videos all the time and decided that I wanted to do that too! Only I didn’t have the time or motivation to record videos of myself so I started a blog. My 3 year blogaversary was at the end of June.🙂

What have been some of your favorite moments as a blogger?

It’s always exciting when an author first contacts you to read and review their book. I never not get excited about that. Also I love meeting new people! I actually have met some really good friends through blogging!

Who are some of your favorite bloggers?

Sarah @ Kerosene Lit
Alice @ Alice’s Book Vault
Jamie @ Books and Ladders
Dani @
Dani Reviews Things
Carlissa @
Confessions of Carlissa

If you could live in a fictional world, which would that be?

The Harry Potter world for sure. I could do so many more awesome things with magic. And think of the jobs! I’d also love to live in a world where I could be a princess or queen. Any world, take your pick.

Tell me some of your top OTPs🙂

Cleo and Magnus from Falling Kingdoms
Lia and Kaden from The Kiss of Deception
Eragon and Arya from Eragon
Sydney and Adrian from Bloodlines
Elena and Clay from Women of the Otherworld
Yelena and Valek from Poison Study
Mercy and Adam from Moon Called

It was wonderful having you here, Chelsea! I loved all of your answers. Especially the one where she said you’d love to live in a world where she could be queen. What do y’all think, everyone?😀


#SBPT16 – Gods & Goddesses & Books, Oh My! with Jess @ Princessica of Books


Hello everyone! Today, for my SBPT post, we have the wondeful Jess @ Princessica of Books! We’re doing a fun little post about PJO. Read on, and definitely follow Jess’s blog if you aren’t already!

Gods & Goddesses & Books, Oh My!

Hello everyone! I’m here today on Divya’s blog to do a little collab post. Because we both share a deep love for Percy Jackson, we decided it’d be very cool to pair Greek gods and goddesses with books!

Jess’s 5 Gods & Goddesses

Ares: god of war ↠ Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson

Mistborn has a lot of politics surrounding military and war strategies. In addition, it’s more on the gory side–something others would not like, but Ares would love!

Aphrodite: goddess of love ↠ Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins

Not only does Anna and the French Kiss take place in the city of love, it also has a very cute story! Perkins is one of the best contemporary romance authors out there, along with Kasie West & Jenny Han.

Athena: goddess of wisdom ↠ The Star-Touched Queen by Roshani Chokshi

The Star-Touched Queen relies heavily on wit and riddles, which Athena would appreciate. While there is some romance in it, it’s very clever–apostrophes like Death and Love are actual people.

Artemis: goddess of the moon ↠ I Am Malala by Malala Yousafzai

I Am Malala is actually a book Athena would enjoy as well. Nonfiction, it focuses on one girl’s fight for female education. I haven’t read it myself but I admire Malala.

Hecate: goddess of magic ↠ Falling Kingdoms by Morgan Rhodes

Falling Kingdoms relies heavily on magic, especially in the sequels. Another book I’d recommend is Harry Potter for obvious reasons!

Divya’s 5 Gods & Goddesses

Apollo: god of the sun, medicine and poetry ↠ Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda by Becky Albertalli

Apollo is established as a confidently bisexual character, and I think he would love reading some sweet and cute gay contemporaries! Simon might just become one of his favorites😉

Hephaestus: god of blacksmiths and fire ↠ Cinder by Marissa Meyer

Cinder is quite the obvious choice, I know. What with Cinder being  mechanic herself and the minimal amount of romance in these books, I think Hephaestus might enjoy reading them.

Hermes: god of travellers, merchants and thieves ↠ The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch

I haven’t read this book myself, but the fact that the MC is described as having a gift for thieving made me choose this one for Hermes.

Iris: goddess of rainbows, messenger of the gods ↠ A Darker Shade of Magic by Victoria Schwab

Just like Iris, Kell from ADSOM is a messenger for the rulers of the four Londons. I think Iris would also love the descriptions of Red London!

Nemesis: goddess of revenge ↠ Throne of Glass by Sarah J Maas

Nemesis would definitely enjoy the feisty Celaena from TOG who wants her revenge against the king of Adarlan. I might be wrong about this, because I haven’t completed this series yet, so lemme know!

About the Blogger:


Jess is your local blogger, bibliophile, feminist, and a future cat-lady. She enjoys supporting her local library and absolutely adores indie bookstores. When she is not reading or doing any other bookish sorts, she is probably listening to Troye Sivan, tweeting (@PrincessicaOB), or doing schoolwork [yes, although she hates it, she is quite responsible]. Feel free to chat with her on Twitter, Goodreads, Instagram or email her at princessiccaaaa[at]gmail[dot]com. Yes, two c’s and four a’s.


It was great having you here, Jess!

That’s all we have for you today, guys! Do you agree with our picks?


My Favorite Harry Potter Fan Art!


Hello everyone! Today, as a part of the PotterHead July celebrations hosted by the lovely Aentee @ Read at Midnight, I’m going to be sharing my favorite Harry Potter fan art with y’all!

First up, here are some amazing pictures from the Marauders era:


James and Lily❤❤❤



The Marauders in all their glory❤

James and Sirius + James and Lily

Harry’s generation:

Here are the Golden Trio😀

Here they are again😛

Harry, Ginny and the cutest Pygmypuff ever❤

Ron, Hermione and Crookshanks, who looks quite petrified!

Here are the Weasley siblings <3333

And the new generation:

I’m not going to name them all again. See the pic😛


Teddy and Victoire, looking cute AF

And Teddy, who looks so cute!❤❤❤

So, did you like these pics? Follow me on Pinterest and see what else I’m pinning. That’s all for today!❤

Do you like HP fan art? Which of the pics featured above do you like the most? Mine is the close up of James and Lily ❤



#SBPT16 – Dana @ DanaSquare’s Favorite Reads of 2016

Hello, everyone! Today, I have the wonderful Dana @ DanaSquare who’s going to be sharing her favorite reads of 2016 with us. Here’s what she had to say:

Top Favorite Reads of 2016 (so far)

I have read a total of 67 books this year. These are the books that I gave 5 stars this year, there were a few that I left out because they were re-reads and received the same 5 star review as the first time I read them. I feel like this is an amazing mix of books that really shows off my reading tastes. 


Siege & Storm by Leigh Bardugo

I just binge read the Grisha Trilogy and Siege & Storm was by far my favorite of the series. It was non-stop action. I loved seeing Alina become a strong character. Also, Sturmhond was a great new addition in this book.

Me Before You by JoJo Moyes

I knew that this book was going to ruin me and sure enough it did. I didn’t expect to get so wrapped up in this story. I was up until 3 a.m. sobbing and crying. The next day I had an interview for an internship so that was probably not the greatest idea, but I fell in love with this story and these characters.

A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J. Maas

Does this need much of an explanation?


Nine, Ten: A September 11 Story by Nora Raleigh Baskin 

This is an emotional topic for anyone, but it hits really close to home as a New Yorker. I love that the theme of this book is more about before the event than the event. One day could change how we live our lives. 

The Problem with Forever by Jennifer L. Armentrout

I am a huge Jennifer L. Armentrout fan and I think this one moved right up to my top five of her books that I have read. It is so different from her usual style, but I truly loved it. 

Two Boys Kissing by David Levithan

This is the first David Levithan novel that I have read and now I need to read more. The craft of this book is just unbelievable. The story was fantastic. I cried, laughed, and was touched in my heart by this book.


Edgewater by Courtney B. Sheinmel 

This was a read that I picked up on a whim and now it is one of those under-rated reads that I keep on recommending to anyone and everyone. Go into blind and you will be hooked!

Dumplin’ by Julie Murphy

This book is worth all of the hype that it received. I read it in one sitting. Illuminae by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff

OH MY GOD. This is unlike any book I have ever read.

Thank you Divya for having me on your blog today!

It was great having you here, Dana!

4 Reasons Why I Loved Just Visiting by Dahlia Adler

Just Visiting
by Dahlia Adler
Series/Standalone: Standalone
Genres: Contemporary
Age Category: Young Adult
Rating: 4.5 stars

Reagan Forrester wants out—out of her trailer park, out of reach of her freeloading mother, and out of the shadow of the relationship that made her the pariah of Charytan, Kansas.

Victoria Reyes wants in—in to a fashion design program, in to the arms of a cute guy who doesn’t go to Charytan High, and in to a city where she won’t stand out for being Mexican.

One thing the polar-opposite best friends do agree on is that wherever they go, they’re staying together. But when they set off on a series of college visits at the start of their senior year, they quickly see that the future doesn’t look quite like they expected. After two years of near-solitude following the betrayal of the ex-boyfriend who broke her heart, Reagan falls hard and fast for a Battlestar Galactica-loving, brilliant smile-sporting pre-med prospective…only to learn she’s set herself up for heartbreak all over again. Meanwhile, Victoria runs full-speed toward all the things she thinks she wants…only to realize everything she’s looking for might be in the very place they’ve sworn to leave.

As both Reagan and Victoria struggle to learn who they are and what they want in the present, they discover just how much they don’t know about each other’s pasts. And when each learns what the other’s been hiding, they’ll have to decide whether their friendship has a future.

Reason One

Diversity. This book is chock full of diversity, and it was actually done right for once. One of the MCs is Mexican, her mom is deaf, and one of the guys is Indian. Yet, it never felt like the author included them just so she could check off a box for diversity. I especially loved how Victoria and Reagan both learnt sign language!

Reason One (4)

↪ The Friendship. Most of the YA contemporaries I read focus on the romance and not on the friendships between the characters, but that’s so not the case here. The friendship is highlighted more than the romance, and that made me very happy. The romance was also quite sweet, though. It’s nice to see the good guys get the girls for once😉

Victoria and Reagan shared an amazing bond. Both of them were immediately there for each other whenever needed. They were quite different from each other, with Victoria being more interested in fashion and sororities and boys and Reagan concentrating more on her work and grades. But their friendship was so natural, and I absolutely loved it!

Reason One (3)

The Writing. Dahlia’s writing is so beautiful and easy to read. I read this book from start to end within a day. Her writing flows and once you pick up this book, you definitely cannot put it down. I cannot believe that this is the first book I’m reading by her, and I definitely want to read more!

Reason One (5)

The Cover. Last but definitely not the least, I want to say that I am so in love with the cover of this book. Look how cute it is! Both the girls running, and the beautiful field with the clear blue skies and that cute aqua font. The cover was why I actually picked up this book! #coversnob


Just Visiting is definitely one of the best contemporaries I’ve read this year. With amazing characters, beautiful writing, loads of diversity and an epic friendship, you’ll definitely love this one!

Have you read Just Visiting? If you have, what did you think of it? If you haven’t, go ahead and read it right now!