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Glimmerglass (Faeriewalker Series #1)

Glimmerglass (Faeriewalker Series #1)

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by Jenna Black

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It's all she's ever wanted to be, but it couldn't be further from her grasp…

Dana Hathaway doesn't know it yet, but she's in big trouble. When her alcoholic mom shows up at her voice recital drunk, again, Dana decides she's had enough and runs away to find her mysterious father in Avalon: the only place on Earth where the regular, everyday world


It's all she's ever wanted to be, but it couldn't be further from her grasp…

Dana Hathaway doesn't know it yet, but she's in big trouble. When her alcoholic mom shows up at her voice recital drunk, again, Dana decides she's had enough and runs away to find her mysterious father in Avalon: the only place on Earth where the regular, everyday world and the captivating, magical world of Faerie intersect. But from the moment Dana sets foot in Avalon, everything goes wrong, for it turns out she isn't just an ordinary teenage girl—she's a Faeriewalker, a rare individual who can travel between both worlds, and the only person who can bring magic into the human world and technology into Faerie.

Soon, Dana finds herself tangled up in a cutthroat game of Fae politics. Someone's trying to kill her, and everyone seems to want something from her, from her newfound friends and family to Ethan, the hot Fae guy Dana figures she'll never have a chance with… until she does. Caught between two worlds, Dana isn't sure where she'll ever fit in and who can be trusted, not to mention if her world will ever be normal again…

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
Adult urban fantasy/paranormal author Black launches her young adult Faerie walker series with the tightly constructed, absorbing story of 16-year-old Dana, who is half human/half faerie. For as long as Dana can remember, her mother has been an alcoholic; after her mother humiliates her at yet another new school, Dana runs away to her mysterious father, who immediately invites her to Avalon, "the Wild City that was the crossroads between our world and Faerie, where magic and technology coexisted." Dana's hopes for a more stable existence don't materialize. Her father is in jail when Dana arrives, and she's locked up by her heretofore unknown aunt, rescued by teenage Fae rebels, and plunked down in the middle of messy and dangerous political intrigue. Dana learns that she's a rare and powerful Faeriewalker, with the power to move freely in the human and faerie worlds, and that many are seeking to control her. Black seamlessly blends urban and fantasy elements, and Dana's strength and determination make her a top-notch heroine. A solid choice for fans of the contemporary faerie tale genre. Ages 12-up. (June)
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“Jenna Black's bewitching journey into the land of Avalon blends mysterious guys, good friends, mortal danger, and confusing relatives into a magical book that just doesn't let you close it until you are all done. Be prepared to stay up late finishing this one. It's that good.” —Carrie Jones, New York Times bestselling author of Need and Captivate

“Glimmerglass is a delightful tale of faerie intrigue and adventure.” —Rachel Vincent, New York Times bestselling author of the Shifters series

“Glimmerglass is a terrific read. The story of Dana Hathaway, a girl torn between real-world problems and other-worldly peril is a darkly compelling page-turner shot through with flashes of wit, romance, and adventure. Jenna Black has crafted a fascinating world with her vision of Avalon—a glittering, treacherous place suspended like a bubble between realities, full of enthralling characters and thrilling situations. A wonderful series opener—I can’t wait to see where Dana’s story leads next.” —Lesley Livingston, author of Wondrous Strange and Darklight

New York Times bestselling author of Need and Capt Carrie Jones
Jenna Black's bewitching journey into the land of Avalon blends mysterious guys, good friends, mortal danger, and confusing relatives into a magical book that just doesn't let you close it until you are all done. Be prepared to stay up late finishing this one. It's that good.
New York Times bestselling author of the Shifters Rachel Vincent
Glimmerglass is a delightful tale of faerie intrigue and adventure.
VOYA - Megan Lynn Isaac
Frustrated with her mother's alcoholism, Dana runs away to join the father she has never met in Avalon, the only city to straddle the border between the human world and the kingdom of Faerie. Her entry into Avalon results in a series of detentions, kidnappings, and violent episodes that reveal that her family history is more complicated than she realized. Not only is her father a highly ranked member of the Fae locked in competition to lead the Council in Avalon, but Dana also discovers that she is one of the rare beings of mixed parentage with special powers in both worlds, a Faeriewalker. As the young Faerie siblings, Kimber and Ethan, help Dana navigate Avalon, she also must discover whether the friendship and romance they offer her is genuine or only one more twist in the political machinations of her new home. Black's novel has trouble sustaining momentum. Since Dana has no interest in the political machinations of the Fae or in the potential of her rare powers, she is little more than a pawn shuffled from place to place. Only in the closing paragraphs of the book does curiosity begin to stir in Dana—conveniently placed to enable a sequel. Her odd character traits, like a penchant for dirty books and a talent for singing, never inform her decisions. Some readers may be tantalized by the sense that Dana's powers are just beginning to ripen, but others may be tired of waiting for them. Reviewer: Megan Lynn Isaac

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By Jenna Black

St. Martin's Press

Copyright © 2010 Jenna Black
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ISBN: 978-1-4299-2731-4


My palms were sweaty and my heart was in my throat as my plane made its descent into London. I could hardly believe I was really doing this, hardly believe I had found the courage to run away from home. I wiped my palms on my jeans and wondered if Mom had figured out I was gone yet. She'd been sleeping off one hell of a binge when I'd left the house, and sometimes she could sleep for twenty-four hours straight at times like that. I wished I could be a fly on the wall when she found the note I'd left her. Maybe losing me would finally turn on the lightbulb over her head and she'd stop drinking. But I wasn't holding my breath.

I'd had no trouble finding and contacting my father. Mom would never have dreamed of telling me his name when she was sober, and he wasn't listed on my birth certificate, but all it had taken were a couple of probing questions when she was in one of her drunk, chatty moods to find out his name was Seamus Stuart. The Fae, she confided, didn't use last names in Faerie, but those who lived in Avalon had adopted the practice for the convenience of the human population.

In the grand scheme of things, Avalon is tiny, its population less than 10,000, so when I'd gone online and brought up the Avalon phone book, I'd had no trouble finding my father — he was the only Seamus Stuart listed. And when I called and asked him if he knew anyone by my mother's name, he readily admitted he'd had a girlfriend of that name once, so I knew that I'd found the right guy.

Before that first conversation was over, he had already asked me to come to Avalon for a visit. He'd even sprung for a first-class plane ticket into London. And never once had he asked to talk to my mom, nor had he asked if I had her permission to come visit him. I'd been surprised by that at first, but then I figured she'd been right that if he could have found me, he'd have spirited me away to Avalon without a second thought. Don't look the gift horse in the mouth, I reminded myself.

The plane hit the tarmac with a jarring thud. I took a deep breath to calm myself. It would be hours still before I would actually meet my father. Being a native of Faerie, he couldn't set foot in the mortal world. (If he'd decided to kidnap me, he'd have had to use human accomplices to do it.) The unique magic of Avalon is that the city exists both in Faerie and in the mortal world — the only place where the two planes of existence overlap. When my father stood at the border of the city and looked out, all he could see was Faerie, and if he crossed the border, those of us in the mortal world wouldn't be able to see him anymore.

He'd arranged to have a human friend of his meet me at the London airport and take me to Avalon. Only when I got through Avalon immigration would I be able to meet him.

I went through the immigration and customs process in London in something of a daze. I'd been too excited and nervous to sleep on the plane, and it was definitely catching up with me now. I followed the herd to the ground transportation area and started searching the sea of placards for my own name.

I didn't see it.

I looked again, examining each sign carefully, in case my name was misspelled and that's why I'd missed it. But the crowd of drivers steadily thinned, and nowhere did I see anyone holding up my name. I bit my lip and examined my watch, which I'd adjusted to London time. It was 8:23 a.m., and when I'd last talked to my dad, he'd estimated that if the plane was on time, I'd get through customs somewhere around 8:15. His friend should be here by now.

I took another one of those deep breaths, reminding myself to calm down. Dad's friend was only eight minutes late. Hardly worth panicking about. I found a comfortable chair near the doors, my gaze darting this way and that as I looked for someone hurrying into the terminal like they were late. I saw plenty of those, but none of them carried a sign with my name on it.

When 8:45 rolled around and still there was no sign of my ride, I decided it was okay to get a little bit panicky. I turned on my cell phone, meaning to give Dad a call, only to discover I couldn't get a signal. Belatedly, I wondered if American cell phones worked in London. I swallowed another wave of nerves. Dad had sent me a lovely getting-to-know-you gift, a white rose cameo, and I found myself fingering it anxiously.

I'd been in and out of a lot of airports in my life, and if the flight was long enough, my mom was invariably sloshed by the time we landed. Even when I was like eight years old, I'd been capable of steering my mom through the airport, finding our baggage, and arranging a taxi to take us to wherever we needed to be. Granted, the most exotic place I'd ever had to do it was Canada, but heck, this was England, not India.

Telling myself not to sweat it, I found a bank of pay phones. Because my mom couldn't be trusted to keep track of bills or anything, we'd arranged for me to have my own credit card, which I promptly used to make the long-distance call to Avalon.

I let the phone at my dad's house ring about ten times, but no one answered. I hung up and bit my lip.

I'd been nervous enough about this whole adventure. Now I was stranded at Heathrow Airport and my dad wasn't answering his phone. Add to that a crushing case of jet lag, and all I wanted to do at the moment was curl up in a snug, comfy bed and go to sleep. I swallowed a yawn — if I let myself get started, I'd never stop.

At 9:15, I had to admit that the chances of my dad's friend showing up were slim to none. My dad probably wasn't answering his phone because he was waiting for me at the Avalon border, as he'd promised. So okay, all I had to do was get a cab to take me to the border. It was only about twenty-five miles out of London. No big deal, right?

I exchanged some money, then got in one of those enormous black cabs they have in England. It felt really weird to see the driver on the wrong side of the car, and even weirder to be driving on the wrong side of the road.

My driver drove like a maniac and talked nonstop the entire way to Avalon's Southern Gate. I don't know what his accent was, maybe Cockney, but I only understood about a third of what he said. Luckily, he never seemed to require a response aside from the occasional smile and nod. I hoped he didn't see me flinching and wincing every time it seemed like he was about to squash someone into roadkill.

Like everyone else in the universe, I'd seen lots of pictures of Avalon. You could find about a thousand guide books dedicated to the city — I had two in my luggage — and just about every fantasy movie ever made has at least one or two scenes that were filmed on location in Avalon, it being the only place in the mortal world where magic actually works. But seeing Avalon in person kind of reminded me of seeing the Grand Canyon for the first time: no photograph on earth could do it justice.

Avalon is situated on a mountain. Yes, a real, honest-to-goodness mountain. The thing juts up into the sky out of the flat, green, sheep-dotted countryside, and it looks like someone grabbed one of the Alps and haphazardly dropped it where it most definitely did not belong.

Houses and shops and office buildings had been built into every square inch of the mountain's slopes, and a single paved road spiraled from the base to the castle-like structure that dominated the summit. There were lots of lesser cobblestone roads that led off that main one, but the main road was the only one big enough for cars.

The base of the mountain is completely surrounded by a thick, murky moat, the moat surrounded by a high, electrified fence. There are only four entrances to the city itself, one at each point of the compass. My dad was supposed to meet me at the Southern Gate. The taxi driver dropped me off at the gatehouse — a three-story building about a half a block long — and I felt another pang of apprehension as I watched him drive away. It was possible for cars to pass through the gates into Avalon, but the driver would have to have an Avalon visa to be allowed through. Backpack over one shoulder, I dragged my suitcase through a series of rat mazes, following the signs for visitors. Naturally, the lines for residents were all much shorter.

By the time I got to the head of the line, I was practically asleep on my feet, despite the anxiety. There was a small parking lot just past the checkpoint, and like at the airport, I could see people standing around there with placards. But as I waited for the customs official to stamp my passport, I still didn't see my name on any of them.

"One moment, miss," the customs official said, after having examined my passport for what seemed like about ten years. I blinked in confusion as he then walked away from his post, carrying my passport.

My throat went dry as I saw him talk to a tall, imposing woman who wore a navy-blue uniform — and a gun and handcuffs on her belt. It went even drier when the official gestured at me and the woman looked in my direction. Sure enough, she started heading my way. I saw that the official had handed her my passport. This didn't seem like a good sign.

"Please come with me, Miss ..." She opened the passport to check. "Hathaway." She had a weird accent, sort of British, but not quite. Meanwhile, the customs official gestured for the next person in line.

I had to step closer to the woman to avoid getting trampled by the family of five that came up to the desk behind me.

"Is there a problem?" I asked, and though I tried to sound nonchalant, I think my voice shook.

She smiled, though the expression didn't reach her eyes. She also reached out and put her hand on my arm, leading me toward a key- carded door in the side of the building.

I tried to reach for the handle of my suitcase, but some guy in a coverall got there before me. He slapped a neon orange tag on it, then hauled it off behind the official's desk.

I wondered if I should be making a scene. But I decided that would just dig whatever hole I was in deeper.

"Don't be afraid," the woman said, still towing me toward the door. Well, I suppose she wasn't really towing me. Her touch on my arm was light, and it was more like she was guiding me. But I had the feeling that if I slowed down, it wouldn't feel like guiding anymore. "It's standard procedure here to conduct interviews with a certain percentage of our visitors." Her smile broadened as she swiped her key card. "It's just your lucky day."

I was now hitting stress and sleep-deprivation overload, and my eyes stung with tears. I bit the inside of my cheek to try to keep them contained. If this was just some kind of random selection, then why had the official looked at my passport for so long? And why hadn't my dad told me it was a possibility? I certainly hadn't read anything about it in the guide books.

I was led into a sterile gray office with furniture that looked like rejects from a college dorm and a funky smell like wet wool. The imposing woman gestured me into a metal folding chair, then pulled a much more comfortable-looking rolling chair out from behind the desk. She smiled at me again.

"My name's Grace," she said. I wasn't sure if that was a first or a last name. "I'm captain of the border patrol, and I just need to ask you a few questions about your visit to Avalon; then you can be on your way."

I swallowed hard. "Okay," I said. Like I had a choice.

Grace leaned over and pulled a little spiral-bound notebook from one of the desk drawers, then readied an intricately carved silver pen over the paper. I guess the Fae aren't big on using Bics.

"What is the purpose of your visit to Avalon?" she asked.

Well, duh. I'm sixteen years old — I'm not here on a business trip. "I'm here to visit with family."

She jotted that down, then looked at me over the top of the notebook. "Aren't you a little young to be traveling unaccompanied?"

I sat up straighter in my chair. Yeah, okay, I was only sixteen, but that's not that young. I was old enough to balance the checkbook, pay the bills, and drive my mother around when she was too drunk to be allowed behind the wheel. Grace's eyes flashed with amusement as I bristled, and I managed to tamp down my reaction before I spoke.

"Someone was supposed to meet me at the airport," I said, though that wasn't really an answer to her question. "No one showed up, so I just took a taxi. My father's supposed to meet me when I get through customs."

Grace nodded thoughtfully, scribbling away. "What is your father's name?"

"Seamus Stuart."


"Er, 25 Ashley Lane." I was glad I'd bothered to ask for his address before showing up. I hadn't really known I'd need it.

"Was he in the parking area? I can ask him to come in if you'd like."

"Um, I've actually never met him, so I don't know if he was there or not." I hoped I wasn't blushing. I don't know why I found the fact that I'd never met my father embarrassing, but I did.

She scribbled some more. I wondered how she could possibly be writing so much. It wasn't like I was telling her my life's history. And why would the border patrol need to know all this crap? I'd had to answer most of these questions when I'd applied for my visa.

"Am I going to get my luggage back?" I asked, too nervous to sit there and be quiet.

"Of course, dear," she said with another of those insincere smiles.

Just then, the door to the office opened. The guy in the coverall who'd taken my luggage popped his head in and waited for Grace's attention. She looked up at him with an arched eyebrow.

"It's confirmed," he said.

For the first time, Grace's smile looked entirely genuine.

"What's confirmed?" I asked, the genuine smile for some reason freaking me out even more than the fake one.

"Why, your identity, dear. It seems you really are Seamus Stuart's daughter."

My jaw dropped. "How did you confirm that?"

"Allow me to introduce myself properly," she said instead of answering. "My full name is Grace Stuart." Her smile turned positively impish. "But you may call me Aunt Grace."


I'm sure I was sitting there like an idiot with my mouth hanging open. Grace laughed at the expression on my face as I tried to pull myself together and think.

For the first time since I'd laid eyes on her, I looked past her uniform and her imposing manner to really see her. She was tall and model-thin, her body almost boyish in its lack of curves. Sort of like mine. My hopes that I would one day fill out were dwindling. Her pale blond hair was thick and lustrous, pulled back from her angular face into a braid that trailed down almost to the small of her back. Blue eyes just like mine, except hers had more of an upward tilt. A Fae tilt.

"You're my dad's sister," I said, the words somewhere between a question and a statement.

Grace clapped her hands like I'd just performed a back flip. I felt my face steadily heating.

"Very good, my dear," she said in a tone of voice that suggested I was just a bit on the slow side. "Seamus is, shall we say, indisposed at the moment. But he charged me with taking care of you until he is able to do so himself."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "If this is your idea of taking care of me, I'm probably better off taking care of myself." I'm not usually that rude — certainly not to authority figures — but jet lag, stress, and confusion had combined to make my temper brittle at best. "You could have just introduced yourself from the start instead of scaring me half to death with your Gestapo routine."

Grace blinked a couple of times. I doubted she was used to having anyone talk back to her, much less teenage human girls. The smile faded from her lips, and an arctic chill entered her eyes.

"A girl no one's ever heard of comes marching into Avalon claiming to be the half-blood daughter of one of the great Seelie lords, and we're just supposed to accept you with no questions asked?" she said, her voice as frosty as her eyes. "Seamus had no idea he'd sired a child on your mother, and while he might have been quick to accept you into his bosom as one of his own, it was certainly conceivable that you were an imposter."

One of the great Seelie lords? My mom had said Dad was a big-deal Fae, but this sounded like more of a big deal than I'd imagined.

"While you and I chatted, my staff searched your bag for your hairbrush. They were able to determine that you truly are who you say you are."


Excerpted from Glimmerglass by Jenna Black. Copyright © 2010 Jenna Black. Excerpted by permission of St. Martin's Press.
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Meet the Author

Jenna Black graduated from Duke University with degrees in anthropology and French. A full time writer of paranormal romance and urban fantasy, she lives in Pittsboro, North Carolina.

Author Jenna Black writes paranormal romance books and young adult novels, including Shadowspell and Watchers in the Night, which was nominated for the 2006 Paranormal Excellence in Romantic Literature (PEARL) award. She's your typical writer: an experience junkie. Once upon a time, she dreamed she would be the next Jane Goodall, camping in the bush and making fabulous discoveries about primate behavior. She went to Duke University to study physical anthropology. Then, during her senior year, she made a shocking discovery: primates spend something like 80% of their time doing such exciting things as sleeping and eating. Narrowly escaping the boring life of a primatologist, she moved on to such varied pastimes as grooming dogs and writing technical documentation. Among her other experiences: ballroom dancing, traveling to all seven continents--yes, even Antarctica--becoming a Life Master in Bridge, and singing in a barbershop chorus.

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Glimmerglass (Faeriewalker Series #1) 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 509 reviews.
TeensReadToo More than 1 year ago
Do you like stories about faeries? Or do you prefer a good thriller? Well, if you combine the two, you get an idea of what GLIMMERGLASS will be like. This is the first in a new series by adult paranormal author Jenna Black. I was a bit skeptical before reading GLIMMERGLASS. I heard many people tell me it was one of the best books they've read in 2010, and definitely a standout in the Fae genre. So it was with some cynicism that I cracked the spine of the book. From the beginning pages, when Dana has had it with her alcoholic mom, I was hooked! Dana is about to showcase her bewitching musical voice when her mom stumbles into the performance and makes a spectacle of herself. Thankfully, not many know that the disturbance is caused by her mom. But it won't be long before the talk starts again, and Dana and her mom will move on to yet another town and another school. So, without telling her mother, Dana contacts her father. Dana has never met him and her mom warns her of what life in Avalon was like. Avalon is a town in England that is home to both Fae and human. They coexist in their own world, disregarding both the laws of England and of the Faerie world, instead creating their own universe, much like Vatican City. Little does Dana realize that her father holds some power in the Fae world. She arrives at the border gate to Avalon expecting to find her father. Instead, she's interrogated and finally meets her Aunt Grace. Dana is told that her father is in prison temporarily. From that point on, Dana's life becomes a whirlwind of survival. Dana is kidnapped by the brother and sister team of Ethan and Kimber. Everything they tell Dana is opposite of what Aunt Grace has led her to believe. Until Dana's father is released from prison, Dana is unsure of whom to trust and what she should do. With political subplots and many otherworldly monsters, GLIMMERGLASS will not disappoint. Ms. Black crafts the tale in such a way that the reader truly has no idea whom to trust as the story unfolds. Even as the final pages drew closer, the story is left hanging as Ethan warns Dana to keep hidden what she has learned. I definitely give kudos to GLIMMERGLASS. Not only is the cover absolutely gorgeous, the story is well-written and incredibly addicting. Readers will have to wait until January 2011 (un)patiently for the follow up novel, SHADOWSPELL. I for one hope there is lots more of Ethan and the mysterious Keane in Dana's crazy life.
theReader278 More than 1 year ago
I loved reading this wonderful book! It has a story that keeps you entertained for hours.
Weightlifter More than 1 year ago
I really wanted to like this book as I love all things faerie, and I especially like it when real world and faerie mix as they do in Glimmerglas. I read the nook book version and found at least three editing/typesetting mistakes. Those are minor and may not be the writer's fault. But there are weak parts of writing that make me feel the book is not all it could be. An example is that in chapter three a room is described as having no windows, yet in chapter five Dana, the main character, observes that it is still dark out. How did she do that without a window? The other thing that annoyed me as a reader is that many of Dana's observations are unclear. There are a lot of "probably," "it looked like"... and other times when I would have rather been told what it is she sees. As a reader, I am dependent on her to create the world for me. By writing in fuzzy terms, I get a fuzzy world presented that becomes redundant. By the end of the book, Jenna Black has not given me a reason to want to find out what will happen to Dana in the next book. There is no one villain to fear, and Dana is so little fleshed out that I never really cared for her. Some of the side characters are more intriguing than her. After all of this, I still think the book was a fun popcorn book to read. There is no excessive violence, graphic sensuality, or anything to find objectionable.
La_Femme_Readers More than 1 year ago
Glimmerglass has officially made my list of favorite faerie books. The compelling plot and well-developed characters captivated me. Dana, was a spunky, entertaining and sensible protagonist. After Dana decided to leave her alcoholic mother behind to find her fae father, all hell broke loose. Everything she once knew changed when she discovered her hidden abilities as a Faeriewalker. These individuals could travel between the fae and Avalon (mortal) world. I loved the whole concept behind Dana's new-found talents, however I felt the explanation was a bit vague. I mainly discovered that she was very valuable and a target to enemies. I just hope the sequel helps me understand her gift better. Moving on, personally the high points for me were all the hot faeries. Jenna definitely knows how to spruce up a good-looking and flirtatious faerie. The one who I enjoyed making Dana blush was Ethan. His natural ability with Dana was adorable and the tension between them was spicy! I look forward to seeing if their friendship reaches the next level. By the ending, I was expecting a crazy twist, unfortunately Jenna's tone conveyed the calm before the storm. Either way, I am anticipating the sequel, Shadowspell in Early 2011 where I'll continue Dana's journey of finding out more about her fae roots. I recommend this book if you're looking for a new faerie series to keep you occupied.
Kiana Jordan Baez More than 1 year ago
from what ive read so far, this seems like a great book! a must read
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I loved this book. i read this in one day!!! I hope she comes out with a forth book because they are so good of books:)
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
could not put it down
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was fantastic! So page turning I read it in a jiffy!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Nicely done. This is the best book of the series and in my opinion could be read alone. The others are ok, but this one was great!
BBandReveries More than 1 year ago
Glimmerglass was entertaining. Dana runs away from home to Avalon, where her faerie father lives. When she arrives, she is kidnapped by her aunt. Following is a whole string of kidnappings, attacks, and betrayals. They all have to do with the fact that Dana is a faeriewalker which means that she's either wanted to be used or wanted dead. Ethan and Kimber, faerie siblings, befriend Dana. Well, Ethan wants to be more than just friends. Then there is also Keane, Dana's "bad boy" self defense coach. I enjoyed reading this book. It's not very long, but I was still absorbed in the world. There were a few things that bothered me. Although, none had to do with the writing-it was very well thought out. Many of them revolved around Ethan. I have such mixed feelings about him. I hated what he did to Dana (twice!) in the beginning. I wouldn't trust him again. But then what he did at the end kind of made up for his actions earlier-but still. I like Keane so much better. I actually hope she ends up with him. Dana annoyed me with her stubbornness. First of all, her father is trying to help and protect her-she ran away so she didn't have to act like the only adult in the family. So why is she just ignoring her father's wishes? He wants her to stay put so she's protected and what does she do? She runs away when there are faeries who want her dead...smart. I mean, her father definitely did some things that I (and Dana) didn't like and has some opinions that I ( and Dana) seriously don't agree with, but still he's got her best interests at heart. I think Dana made a bunch of really dumb choices. But, she's only 16, and making mistakes is all apart of being a teenager. Those mistakes will influence how she makes her future choices. Black did a great job writing the voice of a teenager who was forced to grow up too soon. I was drawn into Black's world of faeries. There is no way I'm leaving-I will definitely be reading the next book in the series.
victoria sparks More than 1 year ago
Niko_NY More than 1 year ago
So this book had me hooked within the first 2 chapters. Truely a great read and I can't wait to read the next one !
gbubookreviews More than 1 year ago
Dana's been the adult of the house since she was five. When her alcoholic mother show up to her recital drunk it's the last straw. Dana decides to run away to find her father who she knows very little about. She knows he's a big time Fae, living in Avalon, the place where Faerie and the mortal world connect. It is inhabited by both Fae and humans alike. When Dana gets there things go horribly wrong. Everyone is lying to her and she doesn't know who to trust in this strange new place. And to make everything worse she isn't a normal Halfling and that fact makes some people happy because they could use her power and others just want her dead. Overall this book was mediocre. (But more on that later.) Black's world of Avalon is very interesting. It has similar aspects like most fairy novels do but when she intermingles them with humans it's a different dynamic. Glimmerglass wasn't slow and had enough happening to keep you mildly entertained. The minor characters are also fairly developed with strong personalities. The biggest problem of this novel was the fail of an exciting climax or big secret twist. While the novel wasn't predictable it wasn't edge-of-you-seat exciting either. Dana's character was also fairly average. After taking care of her mother you would think she'd have a bit more responsibility and while I get her want of being taken care of I would have preferred a strong heroine who takes action and authority. I'm not sure if I will read the sequel or not. The ending didn't have me dying to know what happens next, though the story definitely doesn't come to a solid conclusion.
BookAddictions More than 1 year ago
When i first saw this book, immediately i was captivated by the cover. Then when i found out that it was about the latest gimick, faeries, i was all for it, having read Wicked Lovely (and even the Mortal Instruments series where faeries are mentioned). Howevever, Glimmerglass did not live up to it's pretty cover, but it didn't fall too short of it either. The problem is that what you see on the backcover is EXACTLY what you get. There's not much elaboration. Dana goes to Avalon. She mets Ethan and Kimber. She mets her father. She get involved in a nasty world of politics. The plot doesn't really thicken. I kept waiting and waiting and waiting...and got nothing. But with this being said, Glimmerglass was NOT a bad book, not at all. I enjoyed it and thought that the story was interesting enough, but i'm looking for the second book, Shadowspell, to have a little more depth and be a little less boring. All and all, i think that it's a good start to the series and it has an immense amount of potential...i'm just not sure that it'll live up to it.
Anonymous 8 months ago
Loved it!
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Great book got me hooked!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:):):):););-);-):-):-)
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This was the first book I have read about Faeries so I do not have another type to compare it to. Dana was an interesting character and I liked her a lot. Her actions and reactions to things that occurred were believable and she shows a lot of potential for future growth. Romance was a big part of Glimmerglass but sadly I found it a bit awkward. Seems like it was forced at times and other times just did not make sense. To make it worse somewhat of a love triangle starts to form and personally I think the story was strong enough to not need that aspect. The plot was well thought out and things, besides the romance, fit well and when I got the end of a chapter I was eager to read more. The writing was well done and aside from a few grammar errors it flowed smoothly. All in all I liked Glimmerglass a lot, except for a few romance parts, and I am eager to read the sequel.
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this is a very good book so far...
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Glimmerglass is from Anne of Avonlea. Its the name Priscilla Grant comes up with for the small pool they found on the day of the "golden picnic". You know, Birch Pool? Heh heh, sorry, I'm an... ehm... connesseiur of Anne of Green Gables.