(Angel Creek, #2)
by Ada Adams
Released |November 27th 2012|
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Review of ReVamped (book 1)
Becoming a vampire guardian was Dawn Fairchild’s ticket out of the Scarlet House. Fresh off a successful mission, life in Angel Creek should have been great. But when her sort-of-maybe-boyfriend, Sebastian, disappears on a quest to help a beautiful vampire from his past, Dawn finds herself amidst a web of danger, lies, and deceit.Oh, what to say about this installment in the Angel Creek series. It was pretty awesome, beside one major thing. But we'll get into that later. I definitely enjoyed the sequel :) It was action packed with lots of little twists and turns that made it a great read. Once I got halfway through the book, I devoured the rest in the span of a day.
Joining forces with Razor, an enigmatic rebel lacking both a verbal and a physical filter, and her band of Misfits—Brooke, Sophie, Hunter, and Seth—Dawn is thrust into a race against the clock to solve the mystery surrounding brutal Born kidnappings and come to terms with the sudden discovery of her own unique powers. With time ticking away and Born vampires’ lives in jeopardy, it quickly becomes evident that someone—or something—desperately wants Dawn and is willing to shed any amount of blood to get her.
Dawn has only one chance to face her demons and overcome all obstacles standing in her way as she embarks on the biggest mission of her life—one that threatens a deadly outcome for all involved.
I loved being reunited with some of the characters in this book! Sebastian, of course :) I love him. He is the perfect guy, if a certain someone will give him a chance. He does have a tendency, I noticed, to storm out of a room when he's angry. I kind of like that about him, but it's funny because I swear it happened like 3 times or more in this book. We saw some of that anger come :) And Brooke still cracks me up. And the new edition to the book, Razor! If I didn't like Sebastian, Razor would be my new love. Something about him made me swoon. I am now...Almost gave a spoiler, but yeah, I LOVED Razor! He brought some major humor to the book and I would love to see more of him in the next installment.
Now to the point of why I drop ReAwakened from a 5 star to a 4 star...I hated Dawn in this installment (the protagonist)! Absolutely HATED her. Now hate is a strong word and all, but I don't know what happened from book one to book two, but she got on my nerves so bad. Her whole demeanor was just an absolute no no. From her 'issues' with Sebastion and Aurora to her being so quick to jump straight into danger without a second thought made me want to go through the book and slap her silly! Ugh, she was just annoying. lol I'm going to go and save the Born Vamps all by myself, but guess what? I'm big and bad, but I'm going to need you to rescue me. Blah! That's how I saw her heroic moments.
But besides all that violence towards Dawn that I'm feeling, the book was great :) I can't wait for the next installment because that ending sucked! Absolutely freaking suck. Not suck as end it was a horrible ending, but the dramatics of it...Ada Adams, of all the things! OF ALL THE THINGS!
About the Author
At the age of five, Ada read her first chapter book—Pippi Longstocking by Astrid Lindgren. Ever since that moment, she developed an intense passion for stories and characters found within the pages of literature.
In her career as an actress and a writer, Ada currently spends most of her days immersed in imaginary worlds. Much like the characters she enjoys playing and writing about, Ada is a martial artist with a Black Belt in Shotokan Karate. She is also a big proponent of lifelong learning, and has attained a Bachelor of Arts in Psychology (it aids in creating characters with unique quirks!) as well as a Master’s of Science in Education.
Ada strives to bring a fresh voice and perspective to fiction. She has been writing creatively for many years, and is an editor of a global fashion/literary magazine called VEUX. ReVamped is her debut novel.
She lives in Toronto, Canada, and enjoys adventurous nature hikes with her adorable puppies Cara and Oreo.
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Sebastian was the first to break our soundless stalemate. He moved in front of me. “Don’t you get it?” he asked, towering over me. “I can’t not worry, Dawn.” His eyes pierced through me. “You planted yourself inside my head and now I can’t get you out.”
“I’ve tried, believe me.”
“Well, you should try harder,” I mumbled, my fury slowly fizzling away.
He shook his head. “I’m not sure that I want to. I like how you feel inside my head.” He ran a hand through his wet hair, then rested it against the open door behind me. The gesture caused him to lean forward, bringing him even closer.
Suddenly, all I could think about was the hard curve of his full, enticing lips.
If I just tilted my head slightly…
Snap out of it! my subconscious warned as I bit down on my lip.
“Those feelings you have are a lie!” I blurted out, pulling back. “It’s all because I gave you my blood and accidentally ingested yours. It’s like some kind of a Born-Made blood curse,” I said, though, this—whatever it was—felt nothing at all like a curse.
“Are you telling me that I must ignore every single thought that’s going through my mind right now?” he asked, moving closer.
I took a tiny step back. “Yes. Definitely.”
“What about my feelings?”
“Uh-huh. Those too.”
“Every one of them?” His voice was low and husky.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Fine.” He was saying one thing, but doing another, I realized, as he inched even closer.
“Good.” I retreated further into the partially open door.
The cool sensation of the wood soothed my burning skin. My back pressed against the door, forcing it to slam shut. Sebastian’s arm buckled under the sudden shift, sending him tumbling into me. He caught himself with his other hand mere inches before colliding with me, swiftly placing it on the other side of my head.
There was nowhere to run.
And even if I could escape, I wasn’t sure that I wanted to. My head spun as I soaked in the aromatic fragrance of his body. Soap and bare skin and something more severe. Icy. Dangerous. His breath held a hint of cool mint, and I was suddenly overcome with the desire to taste him. Trying to expel the thought, I bit down on my bottom lip, desperately pleading with my heart to still.
He’s the last person you should be thinking about kissing right now! the rational part of my mind screamed. The less rational part craved his lips and thirsted for his touch.
“Do your wounds hurt?” I asked in a frantic attempt to change the subject. I looked down at the light pink marks across his chest and arms.
“No. Do yours?” He cradled the back of my neck with his hand, gently trailing the two tiny fading scars with his thumb.
I shook my head and closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensation of his touch.
“Good,” he whispered.
An astounding wave of pleasure surged through my body as he pressed his mouth to the wound, igniting the memory of his fangs against my skin. He trailed tender kisses along the side of my neck, down to my clavicle, then back up toward my jaw. His lips grew more fierce and his kisses deepened as his mouth finally found mine. I parted my lips, pulling him tighter into me, forgetting all about my intention to fight him. His fingers slid through the belt loop of my jeans, grasping my hips, melting away the space between us. I entwined my hands through his damp hair, tugging gently at his curls while his hands glided under my tank-top, trailing across my abdomen to my back, sending shivers up my spine.
Somewhere amid the kisses, I remembered that I was supposed to be angry, but the thought quickly dissipated as he thrust me further into the door, running his lips across my skin. I gasped excitedly as the coolness of his hands alternated with the heat of his mouth; the clashing sensations vibrating rapidly through every inch of my body. I was trapped in a scorching inferno one moment, only to be plunged into the depths of an icy ocean the next.