I tried to keep my excitement about Gypsy Rising to a minimum since by the time that I read the 6th book, it wasn’t/isn’t even out yet.
QUITE OFTEN FOUND UNDER THE ROMANCE GENRE.
That’s for them to decide on their own.įrom GoodReads : “REVERSE HAREM” IS, LITERALLY, THE OPPOSITE OF “ HAREM”, WITH A GROUP OF MALES CENTERING ROUND A SINGULAR FEMALE, USUALLY WITH THREE OR MORE MALES. Either we’re in this together, or I’m on my own. Not when when I’m fighting bigger battles already. I just don’t want to have to fight for them. It’s not that they’re not worth fighting for. I don’t fight pretty, and I’m not that great at smack talk. I suppose it’s time to find out who wins. My mother always did accuse me of being a masochist. I guess it’s time to see if I can handle being in the middle, because that’s where I’m about to put myself. Which is a good thing, since I’m about to need a thick skin. Jabs from a complicated, ancient past keep coming so much and so quickly that I’ve grown desensitized to them. That was the theme of the monster world long before I landed in it, and it’s starting to heat up more than ever. That’s what has interrupted my own personal romance story with my mon-star quad. That’s become the normal for those around me.ĭread and distraction. That’s become my life.įear and apprehension. That old song plays in my head, as the world turns around me faster than it has ever turned. Gypsy Rising is the fifth book in the All The Pretty Monsters series. I've gone and drawn attention to myself, and the ones paying attention are the ones everyone else seems to fear.Hello friends! Today I have my book review of Gypsy Rising, by Kristy Cunning. They decide who gets stabbed or tortured.
My only guides happen to be the most lethal of the bunch. I'm walking into the middle of a story that's thousands of years old, and I'm the new girl on the block who doesn't have a clue how this world even works. Somehow, I've gone and landed myself in a world truly filled with monsters, and I'm starting to think this is where I should have been all along. Unfortunately, most of the answers come from men.who aren't just men. It took my mother's death for me to finally start getting answers about what's really been going on. I've been labeled as one thing or another for most of my life: Death Girl. Completely unoriginal, if I do say so myself. I'm sure there are a lot of girls with old gypsy blood who see the dead, have killer cults hunting their family, and turn into something that gets scary when they panic.
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