The Touched (The Descendants #1)by Jennifer Weiser
Publisher: Limitless Publishing
Release Date: September 29th, 2015
After reading The Touched, I looked to see what else Jennifer Wieser wrote and to my surprise, this was her debut novel. I cannot believe this is and what a fantastic debut it was!!! Ms. Wieser did a great job building a new world filled with so many things. All the characters in the novel were great and I like that there were a couple of POVs, this made me understand this new world better. It also makes me a little torn about whom I wanted Ara to be with, Carter or Tove. I think I may like Carter a little better, but I’m still torn.
Ms. Wiester wrote in a way that I could imagine each and ever scene and every little bit of magic. Making this very enjoyable to read and boy am I itching to read the next one! What a cliffhanger!!
If you are a fan of YA Paranormal Dystopian then this is a book worth checking out!!!
I can’t help the way my eyes take inventory of her. I can’t stop staring at her, almost as if I need to memorize every inch of her, as if looking away from her soft, raven-black curls, emerald-green eyes, and dark, blood-red stained lips will physically kill me. My tongue flicks over my own dry lips and I find myself wondering if hers taste like cherries. Or apples. That’s what that red of hers reminds me of.
The sky-blue corset she wears over an ivory lace shirt fits tightly around her slender curves. My hands itch to touch her. To reach out and run my hands through her hair. She’s too beautiful to be
real, yet here she is. In front of me. She holds no smile toward me. No outreached hand to shake my own as Father introduces her. Her eyes narrow as she continues to stare intently at me.
Her arms cross tightly across her chest, clearly unimpressed by what she sees.
You hate her. Balling my fists at my side, I try to rein in the way she has begun to unnerve me. The way I want to run my hands down her, to watch her close her eyes and whisper my name. Chills race down my spine. My body is responding to her in ways I’ve never responded to any chick before.
Father stands with pride as he nods toward me, waiting for me to welcome Rob’s new recruit. But I don’t. I stare just as hard at her as she does at me, finally feeling the narrow of my eyes. Why the hell do I want her? Why the hell am I feeling anything for her?
Father frowns when I don’t offer my hand to her. “Arabella will be staying with us for the next few months,” Father says. But what he leaves out is, “She’ll be staying indefinitely when you realize that she’s your fated, Carter.”
But she won’t. I’ll see to that. I may like her appearance, and her body might cause me to think
and feel things, but it doesn’t change the fact that I vowed to make and keep her and Union City as my enemy. I will end her. Make no mistake about that. She will burn for the crimes her father committed against my mother.
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