I Do Not Trust You

by Laura J Burns and Melinda Metz

 

First off can we talk about the beautiful cover! I love its bold reds on the dark background! It is really eye catching and what made me stop and read more about this book.

I Do Not Trust You is the first book I’ve read from this author duo and hopefully I can find the other book or books they have written. I really enjoyed this book and would love to read their other stuff. I’m always up for a good mythological adventure and this one did not disappoint!  I loved all archeology and mythology the book had in it. There was even some suspense with hoping and wondering if they were going to be okay. The characters were well developed and diverse. Memphis is a kick butt girl many have compared to a teenage Laura Croft. I haven’t seen those movies but I do know a little and yes I see it. Ash was a good character as well and they really bounced off of each other making the reader feel like they good for each other even if they didn’t know that yet. The main aspect that hooked me and kept me reading was the myth and world building. The authors did such a great job and I’d love to read more mythological – archeological stories by these two fine authors.

About the book: Memphis “M” Engle is stubborn to a fault, graced with an almost absurd knowledge of long lost languages and cultures, and a heck of an opponent in a fight. In short: she’s awesome. Ashwin Sood is a little too posh for her tastes, a member of an ancient cult (which she’s pretty sure counts for more than one strike against him), and has just informed Memphis that her father who she thought was dead isn’t and needs her help.

From the catacombs of Paris to lost temples in the sacred forests, together they crisscross the globe, searching for the pieces of the one thing that might save her father. But the closer they come to saving him—and the more they fall for one another—the closer they get to destroying the world.

Thank you so much Algonquin and Netgalley for allowing me to read I Do Not Trust You. All thoughts and opinions are my own and not influenced by the free book.

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The Death and Life of Eleanor Parker

By Kerry Wilkinson

 

 

Upon reading the The Death and Life of Eleanor Parker I thought it sounded a lot like 13 Minutes. I liked that one okay but it didn’t really hold my interest. This one sounded like it might be one I liked more and I was right. My YA reader and I really enjoyed how this story unfolded. The story was well written, fully developed and had many moments where the reader’s imagination was really stretched to think beyond the normal mystery. It has some supernatural feels and that is what made us like it. The characters seemed realistic and ones you had to keep reading about. You had to know what was going to happen next. The author is new to us and we will have to check out her other books to see if they are just as good. I really enjoyed this mystery – coming of age book. My YA reader and I thought this would be a good movie or mini series on Netflix. Overall we thought this was a perfect Spooktober book to read if you can wait that long.

About the book: A village with something to hide. Seventeen-year-old Eleanor Parker wakes up cold and alone in the river that twists through her quiet village. She has no memory of how she got there. But she does know that another girl was drowned in the same river the summer before, held under the water by an unknown killer…

A community torn apart. Eleanor is a normal, every day teenager. She argues with her mum, spends her days with her best friend, and is looking forward to a carefree summer of sunshine and music. Who would want to hurt her?

A shocking secret. Determined to unlock the mystery of what really happened to her, Eleanor can’t escape the feeling that something awful links her to the previous summer’s murder. But will she find out the truth before it’s too late?

Thank you Netgalley for allowing me to read The Death and Life of Eleanor Parker.  All thoughts and opinions are my own and not influenced by the free book.