Thursday, May 30, 2013

Angelstone (Dark Angel #2) By Hanna Peach Review - On Sale 2 Days only $.99

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Angelstone (Dark Angel #2)
Kindle Edition
Expected publication: May 31st 2013

After escaping from the Hollows and the Michaelea lightwarriors, Jordan takes Alyx and Israel to Aradale, a secret Rogue community, where they appear to be safe − for now. But did they bring the enemy with them? “Mini”, the strange and speechless young girl they rescued from the Hollows, is not as she seems. Why was Elder Michael keeping her locked up? What is she hiding? 

Alyx and Israel are driven further apart as Israel continues to obsess over making Adere human and Alyx hides two secrets from him: that he may be part-demon and that she may be carrying his child, a tri-blood keye that can be used to unlock Hell. 

Out in the mortal cities, pieces of Black Stone, the only material that can disrupt the angels’ healing abilities, continue to be stolen to make weapons for Samyara’s dark army. Alyx and her friends must stop them, but this means infiltrating holy and guarded places to steal the Black Stone − a monastery in remote China, a mosque in Saudi Arabia, an art gallery in Florence and a cathedral in Peru.

Can they win this deadly race against the Darkened?

 My Review:

I loved this second book of the Dark Angel series. I was lucky to read an ARC of this book too. I can't wait now to the next one! I am so hooked. I need to know what happens now! 

This book starts right were the first one leaves us. Alyx is still worried that she may be carrying Isreal's child which would be a bad thing, and you know why if you read book one. Thats all I will say on that. Isreal also finds out some things about himself from someone who helped him discover it, wont say more on that either.

I was so up in the air for awhile on which guy Alyx should be with too, Jordan, or Isreal. I still lean toward Jordan, but the story keeps wanting us to like Isreal, lol. It just isn't happening for me I guess.  I think part is that Isreal just doesn't seem attractive at all to me, physically for sure, but not even personallity either. I  think Jordan sounds hot, and he is a great guy to me. But that is my personal opinion.

The story itself, besides the guys, is amazing. Kept me hooked right away. I didn't have that lost feeling I did when i first read the first book Angelfire. Only one part is still confusing to me, is, do these Seraphine have wings or not? They fly, and the covers show wings, but the way everything is described it seems they do not have wings, but do fly still. Yeah, that part of it is still a mystery to me. If I didn't see wings on the cover on the girl, I would not have assumed that they do have wings. As its not mentioned at all. Ohwell, small detail, not a big deal.

I was so sad at a few parts, but wont say why. So much death in this one (not too much, but any when its the good guys is too many to me)

I was on the edge of my seat for sure the last half of this book. I really love this story, and highly recommend it to anyone who likes paranormal reads. Not much romance in this, more action and thrills.

Oh, boy what a cliffhanger this one is though!! It will have you pulling your hair out for sure!!

Fans of The Mortal Instruments will love this I think. Give them both a try.

5 out of 5 stars for me. Highly recommended.

Hanna Peach

A writer of fantastical things, especially stories with fangs, magic or wings.

I want to tell you tales that will rip away the glamour from your life, keep you running and fighting and gasping long past the devil’s hour and maybe, just maybe, reality will look a little bit different when you return.

Sit with me around this witchlight. Let me tell you a story.

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Chapter 1

Alyx had evaded him. For now.
She struggled to contain her breath, jagged from all the running, as she crouched behind a crumbling stone pillar. Here the grass struggled to grow between the uneven slate paving.
She was back in the DreamScape. Except this time, she was not surrounded by brick walls of the grey maze. No. This time the DreamScape was wide and bare except for the pillars that remain of these ruins. Bone-grey and broken.
Alyx felt naked. Exposed. She wished, almost, for the walls back.
She remembered the last time she was here - the trapped-ness, the panic, the claustrophobia of the brick maze - and a shudder ran through her. She remembered how Michael’s form had pushed its way through the skin of the Scape and his stony arms that held her. She remembered his promise to her.
“I will find you.”
Alyx stopped wishing for the walls to come back.
Stone scratched on stone, the sound grating against her spine. Alyx peered around the corner of her hiding place. A short distance away, whole pillars were being tossed across the ground as if they were but empty hollow things. Something was moving. Something powerful.
He was coming for her.
Fight, something in her whispered, soft like the voice of bloodink. Instead Alyx placed her hands on the slate. Escape was a better option.
She ran through Jordan’s instructions in her mind again. “Remember that the DreamScape is pliable. Imagine it like water around you. Push through it with your mind and it will move out of your way. Imagine there is a way out and there will be. But you must believe it.”
Alyx pressed down on the slate with her hands. It was unyielding. But she could do it. This time surely. A doorway, a way out, a way out. She had to make her way out. She couldn’t keep running.
All the while the noise of the sliding pillars grew louder and closer.
The slate remained unchanged. “Come on,” Alyx cried out in frustration.
Stop. Breathe, she told herself. She closed her eyes and forced the noises around her to fade.Breathe. Believe.
Under her palms, Alyx felt the slate shifting. The smooth coolness turned to the grain of untreated wood. Her eyes flew open. Under her hands was a door, wooden and simple. The sides were uneven but who cared. She had created a door.
Her fingers moved over it. Wait. Where was the handle? The lock? Alyx’s fingers scratched at the edges of the door. It sat too flush against its frame for her to get her fingertips in there.
The noise of moving pillars was getting closer. Alyx felt the panic start to close its fingers around her throat. She stood and kicked down at the door. It’s only wood. It should break. Break, damn you, break.
“Come on, Alyx,” his voice carried through the panic-buzz in her brain, taunting her.
The pillar behind her flew out of the way. Alyx spun. Her heart felt like it wanted to leap from her throat. She was exposed.
He faced her, still some meters away but he didn’t need to get any closer. He tilted his head at her. “Maybe some incentive?” He stretched his right hand out and a broken pillar to his right lifted from the ground. Alyx stomped frantically at the door at her feet. He pointed his hand at her and the pillar flew towards her.
Fight, fight. The voice was unbearable now. Fight. Something in her snapped. Enough.
From within her bubbled forth a fury, a rage that tore away the fist-like panic at her throat. It ripped at the magic of the ‘Scape around her. Alyx could feel it gathering in her arms like yards of fabric. She heard a gasp. Did it come from her? Or him?
Like a giant soundless scream she projected all this energy from her. The pillar that was about to crush her blew back against the force. It flew back through the air and crashed into the ground, a cloud of grey dust billowing and spitting chips of stone around its resting place.
Her mind seemed to clear with the dust. Only then did Alyx realize what she had done.
Alyx ran to where Jordan had been standing. The pillar lay cracked in places. But he was gone.

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