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Release date: November 30, 2014
Genre: YA Paranormal Romance
‘‘Maybe it would be better if I started at the beginning.’ Gran watched me carefully. ‘This ability we have; my mother, me. You. We draw heat along our bodies; anger makes us flame.’
When her friend is assaulted, Corrine Peterson can’t help reacting. But she didn’t think and now her hands are burnt, Gran is coming to look after her and, scariest of all, strange men are watching her house. Could they be terrorists? Secret agents?
It seems that Gran’s idea of a solution is to introduce Corrine to Rowan. Okay, sure, maybe eighteen year old Rowan is gorgeous – but he has his own troubles. And right now, Corrine doesn’t need complications in her life.
But in a world of surveillance and secrecy, complexity is inevitable. And as the tension mounts Corrine realizes - maybe Gran can help her, after all.
My Rating: 3 Roses
Let me start with what I liked:
My favorite part, by far, was Corinne's grandmother. That woman was a total badass and I really liked her.
I also liked the overall idea for the book. It was definitely cool and made me want to find out more about people who literally ignite.
Rowan was a sweetie and a charmer and I really liked him.
Now, to what I didn't like, which was mostly things that just didn't live up to what they could have been.
Corinne, to start with, could have been a much more kick-ass character, with her abilities. Instead, she came off as annoyingly immature and it wore on my nerves.
Also, while I liked the idea for the book, I thought it could really have been done better. More explanation, for one, and more utilization, if that makes any sense. Corinne had these abilities and didn't actually make use of them, which was somewhat disappointing.
Altogether, this made for a book that was okay. I didn't love it, but I was kept interested enough to keep going. So, it wasn't too bad. YA lovers, you might want to look this one up.
*I received a complimentary copy in exchange for an honest review
‘Like it?’ asked Rowan
Unthinkingly, I had moved into the middle of the seat, so my chin was resting on my hands, between his shoulder and Gran’s.
‘Yeah.’ I had never traveled so fast down these lanes. It was kind of hallucinatory.
‘Rowan!’ Gran was gripping the dashboard.
‘Ah, Mrs Walker,’ said Rowan. ‘We can see someone’s coming by their headlights. Don’t worry.’
He rounded a curve and passed into an even narrower lane. ‘Is this really a road?’
He turned his head, grinned. ‘Yes. This is the back way to your Gran’s house. I’m giving you the scenic tour.’
I laughed. In the dark the scenery was fairly limited. ‘Thank you.’
‘You’re welcome,’ he rounded a corner, the motor roaring. ‘Shit!’
Shit was a deer, stuck in the headlights like a statue. Staring straight at us.
Things happened in slow motion: Gran clutched the dashboard; Rowan hit the brakes; the wheels locked. We slid toward the deer. Desperately, Rowan spun the steering wheel back. The car righted itself, slowing to a stop just as the deer leapt up, up and out of the lane. Clearing the hedge, it seemed suspended in the dark. Its eyes were black as the night but in the headlights of the truck its skin appeared almost translucent. It was easily the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
Rowan stopped the truck. We sat in the dark, all of us panting as though we’d run a long race. There was a faint smell of burning plastic from Gran’s fingers squeezing the dash. Quickly, she tucked her hands into her lap.
‘Shit,’ he said again.
I couldn’t stop laughing.
‘What’s so funny?’ Gran sounded angry, so I tried to hold the giggles in, but it was really, really funny. The look on her face. The look on Rowan’s face. Both of them, stuck in the headlights, just like the deer.
Rowan started to laugh too, like he had just realized what an idiot he’d been, or how lucky he was. Or both. Gran stared at him and at me, then shook her head.
‘Terrible, aren’t we?’ Rowan started the truck again, driving slower now.
And strangely, I didn’t feel annoyed at Gran, or worried about the men in London, or guilty about Mr Patel at all. I felt free, light as thistledown. As if it was me, not the deer, that had jumped the fence and galloped away into the dark.
Up for grabs is a copy of Inner Fire.
About the Author:
I write mostly for children and young adults. In 2012 I won the Tessa Duder Award for an unpublished YA work and my first novel, A Necklace of Souls, was published by HarperCollins in 2013 (available in the United Kingdom and on Book Depository from June 2015). This year, A Necklace of Souls was awarded Best First Book at the 2014 New Zealand Post Book Awards and won a Notable Book Award from Storylines. Inner Fire is my second novel.