My Thoughts:
I really loved this book. I haven't read the first one yet but I was
lucky enough to get to read the second one and couldn't. put. it. down. I
had all these things to do and all I wanted to do is read! Great book,
with amazing characters, lots of emotion, and a fantastic world to
explore. I was sucked right into the emotion of the story -- cheering the characters on and trying to decide who I loved the most (I still haven't decided. *happy sigh*).
I just bought my own copy AND a copy of the first one -- Broken Aro. I can't wait to read it!
Broken Prince
Book Two of the Broken Ones
About the Book:
Sometimes,
when you're broken, you can heal on your own. Sometimes, you need the help of
your friends, your family, and the people you love. Keeping those pieces
together when the world seems intent on ripping you apart is the greatest
challenge of all. Especially when the ones you love, the ones who hold you
together, start falling apart themselves.
Arowyn and
her family continue on their journey to return the Elven Prince, Shael, to his
homeland before he fades and dies. A journey full of triumph and horror, love
and sorrow, rips them apart with every fighting moment, and yet brings them
together as a family. They don’t allow the prophecy to rule their lives. Some
don’t believe, some don’t care. Prophecies
aren’t written in stone. Events can change. People can change. They are only
words. From besieged cites, to the elusive Were and wild Fey, nothing quite
prepares them to face their deadliest of enemies, one they didn't know existed.
Excerpt:
Damon knelt before them.
"Will she get better? Will she…" Prince’s voice
trailed off.
Her eyes locked on Damon’s face as he regarded her
thoughtfully. His hand came up and she flinched as it rested on the top of her
head. No pain came. She felt…nothing. If he tried to speak to her, she couldn’t
hear him.
"No," he said finally. "There has been damage
to the brain. There is bleeding and swelling inside."
Prince’s cry startled her, almost as much as the sudden
clutching of his arms around her. "Can you do anything," he choked
out. "Please, I am responsible. I can not…I will pay–"
Damon chuckled. "It is not your life that needs
saving." He stared at Prince for a long moment. "I see." He
shook his head. "Perhaps I was wrong and she isn’t the one. I read so few
pages of the book." He turned to Kei.
"No," the Fey said. "I don’t remember."
"Pity."
"Dragos, I beg of you," Prince began again.
"The Elven prince begs, and for a human. How very far
you have fallen." He looked down at her again.
Blinking up at him, she tried to get her scattered thoughts
to work. She’d barely comprehended what he’d said past the inference she was
dying. The words sent an icy chill through her body. Terror crawled through
her, speeding her heart. Sweat broke out on her forehead and all she could hear
was her increasingly frantic breathing.
Kei startled her, leaning forward over her to press a kiss
to her forehead. She tilted her head back, trying to see him.
"I’m with you."
Damon’s fingers brushes her cheek, drawing her attention
back to him. "Do you wish to live, young Arowyn?"
Words refused to pass her lips. Somehow she managed to nod.
She didn’t know what the cost would be, certainly there would be one. Right
then, she didn’t care. Rot it all, she wanted to live!
"Very well." He regarded her thoughtfully for a
moment. "Dragos rarely heal others. I do know the magic, but it is
difficult. Your story has barely begun. I find I would actually attempt it,
just to see what you might become and how it will unfold."
He sat back and gestured to the pile of furs next to him. "Lay
her down. This will take some time and I’ll need no distractions."
Prince carefully set her amongst the furs, arranging her
arms so her hands rested on her chest, tucking stray locks of hair behind her
ears. Leaning forward, he rested his forehead for a moment against hers.
"Get well, Arowyn."
Bo appeared next, smoothing the hair back on the top of her
head and squeezing one of her hands. "You can do this, pup."
Garen pressed his wet nose against her temple. If he spoke,
she didn’t hear him.
Kei pushed the wolf aside and took her face in his hands.
His eyes glowed with that strange orange inner light. Tears streaked down his
cheeks. Despite the awkward position he leaned down and held her close for a
moment. "Remember our promises," he whispered in her. "I’m
always with you." He choked on a sob and squeezed her tightly again.
"I love you," he whispered fiercely before quickly pulling away.
She wished she could speak. More than anything, she wanted
to tell him she loved him, too. She wanted to tell all of them she did. Tears
filled her eyes and slid down her face.
Damon knelt beside her and turned her head to look at him.
"I will do what I can," he said. "However I can’t guarantee it
will work. I have never tried to heal a human before. Understand?"
She managed a faint nod and pressed her quivering lips
together.
He glanced up and gestured the others away. "Stand back
and be silent." His eyes found hers again. "Don’t fight me this time,
little one. Fall into my eyes…"
Blinking once more to clear the tears away, she tried to do
as he asked. Damon’s eyes were strange enough she found it not difficult to
stare. They had vertical slits and no whites at all. The iridescent color was a
wash of blue-green with streaks of gold and red. The colors began to swirl,
making her dizzy as she tried to watch them. A comforting thrum emanated from
his chest, soothing her as his power wrapped around her. Her thoughts drifted
into nothing.
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About Jen:
Jen
Wylie resides in rural Ontario, Canada with her two boys,
Australian shepherd and a disagreeable amount of wildlife. In a cosmic twist of
fate she dislikes the snow and cold.
Before
settling down to raise a family, she attained a BA from Queens University and worked in retail and
sales.
Thanks
to her mother she acquired a love of books at an early age and began writing in
public school. She constantly has stories floating around in her head, and
finds it amazing most people don’t. Jennifer writes various forms of fantasy,
both novels and short stories.
My
website: www.jenwylie.com
My
blog: http://jlwylie.wordpress.com/
Twitter: @jen_wylie
Facebook fan page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jennifer-Wylie/151266004895266
Amazon
Author page: http://www.amazon.com/Jen-Wylie/e/B004HQ9XD8/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_1
Great review, Wendy. Jen's book sounds wonderful, and I love the cover.
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