Series: Ghost House Saga, #1
Publisher: HarperCollins Australia
Genres: Fantasy, Paranormal, YA
Source: Received in exchange for review
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From the New York Times bestselling author of Halo comes the start of a beautiful and powerful new series.
After the loss of her mother, Chloe Kennedy starts seeing the ghosts that haunted her as a young girl again. Spending time at her grandmother's country estate in the south of England is her chance to get away from her grief and the spirits that haunt her. Until she meets a mysterious stranger…
Alexander Reade is 157 years dead, with secrets darker than the lake surrounding Grange Hall and a lifelike presence that draws Chloe more strongly than any ghost before. But the bond between them awakens the vengeful spirit of Alexander's past love, Isobel. And she will stop at nothing to destroy anyone who threatens to take him from her.
To stop Isobel, Chloe must push her developing abilities to their most dangerous limits, even if it means losing Alex forever… and giving the hungry dead a chance to claim her for their own.
My first issue was how whiny the main character, Chloe, was. Her mother recently died and ever since she’s been seeing ghosts again. Her grandmother decides to take Chloe and her brother away from America to England for the holidays and Chloe is not happy.
“But I don’t want to go!” It came out more petulant than I intended.
At this point, I understood Chloe’s situation; she wanted to stay in a familiar place and have some time to breathe because her mother passed away. But, her whining goes on pages and pages. She even starts criticising English people and the language.
“But our whole lives are here! We don’t need a holiday and I think you mean vacation.”
She has this very serious grudge against British people, apparently.
Grandma Fee gripped my hand, the only sign of emotion she allowed herself to show in public. Don’t get me wrong; she wasn’t unfeeling. She was just British.
I don’t get it.
“Only five thousand miles,” Gran said briskly. Was that a British attempt at humor?
I mean, gee. I was expecting better from a 17 year old. But of course, by the time Chloe arrives at England and meets this crazy beautiful guy, Alex, all is forgotten.
He was tall and broad shouldered, with dark gold hair tousled by the wind and a slender body.
And, because we must emphasize on his beauty, every time he enters a scene, we must have a good description of him.
He looked different than anyone I’d ever seen before. He was handsome, but not in the run-of-the-mill, captain-of-the-football-team kind of way. He had a more gut-wrenching beauty, with his straight, fine features, pale skin and full lips. He looked like a prince from some faraway land you might find in a book. But his eyes were most startling, the clearest shade of cornflower blue, with just a hint of sadness that couldn’t be concealed.
Well hello, Mr. Perfect.
I could just make out the bold sweep of golden hair that accentuated his fine-featured profile.
Quiiiiite sure I get that he’s got gold hair and a fabulous figure. Can we move on with the plot now? Oh wait…what plot? WHAT IS PLOT!? IT EXISTS!? Well, I never.
Aside from the fact that this book is bloated with constant descriptions of Alex and his beauty, the plot is barely even in this book for majority of the book. Things only really start happening much later on, but by then, it was just too late for me. I had already started skimming.
Here’s just a few more reasons why I started skimming. The instant-love.
When our eyes met, the connection was inexplicable, overwhelming and impossible to ignore. It felt like there were currents swirling in the air, binding us together. Although we barely knew each other and came from opposing dimensions, I felt strangely comfortable with him.
As I drank in the details of his face, I could feel the distance between us closing. It might be imprudent and it might be irrational, but something was happening here, even if I couldn’t find a label for it. Time and space dissolved around me, and I felt as though I’d been waiting all my life for Alexander Reade to show up.
The first thing saw was Alex’s face, so radiantly beautiful, it was hard not to feel like the wind had been knocked out of me all over again.
*rips eyeballs out* THE CLICHES. I CANNOT BEAR IT. I swear, I felt like I was reading a novel where all the most cliche and over-used lines were all put together into one book.
“You know something,” he replied thoughtfully, “I believed my connection with Isobel to be something that happens only once in a lifetime, an experience never to be replicated.” I felt my heart sink into my stomach, but I nodded anyway. “Until you showed up.” His words hung in the air like a magic spell.
With a nice serving of melodrama and cheesiness, too, of course. *gags*
You know what else pissed me off? The love-triangle. Introducing…dude-who’s-name-I’ve-already-forgotten:
I noticed that his tousled hair was the colour of milk chocolate and his smile was contagious. He was tall and loose limbed with broad shoulders, the sort of guy who was comfortable in his own skin.
I’m seriously having a hard time imagining a loose limbed person, here. Also, another perfect guy. IS THERE NOT A SINGLE CHARACTER HERE WHO IS ACTUALLY REALISTIC?
This book only seemed to revolve around one female character, and that was Chloe. She’s special and is therefore superior to everyone else.
He nodded. “You clearly have a gift.”
Is that gift called idiocy and annoyingness? BECAUSE I AGREE.
“I’ve never encountered a girl like you, Chloe,” he said. “You’re quite remarkable.”
Oh, but we do have other girls in this book. Chloe’s got two friends in America. Here’s what Alex has to say about them.
“Good God.” His eyes widened. “Why do you carry images of harlots on your person?”
NO. YOU DID NOT JUST. The slut-shaming. And Chloe doesn’t even go to defend them. What a friend. *slow claps*
WAIT. We haven’t admired the writing yet!
“Her skin is the color of moonstones and the nails on her long fingers are polished gems.”
I’m done here.
~Thank you HarperCollins Australia for sending me this copy!~
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