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I stayed absolutely still, my eyes closed, the sun warm on my face. As long as I didn’t fidget too much, the noon sun was just strong enough to cancel out the chilly October breeze that blew through our part of downtown Chicago.
I guess there was a reason they called it the Windy City.
It was a Sunday afternoon at St. Sophia’s School for Girls, and I was squeezed into a tiny square of sunshine on the lawn with my friend Scout. She sat beside me with her arms stretched out behind her, eyes closed and head tipped up to the sky. I sat cross-legged, art-history book open in my lap. Every few minutes we’d inch our legs a little farther to the left, trying to take in the last warm bit of fall.
“This totally beats sitting in class,” Scout said. “And wearing uniforms.”
Scout was dressed in a black skirt and shirt she’d sewn from two White Sox T-shirts. It was quite a change from the navy-and-yellow private school plaid we usually wore. And then there were the shoes (Converses she’d coated in gold glitter), the hair (a short blond bob with dark tips), and the silver nose ring. Even in the uniform, there was no mistaking Scout Green for the average “St. Sophia’s girl.”
“You are totally rocking those clothes today.”
Scout opened an eye and glanced down at her jersey skirt. “I appreciate your appreciation of my obvious good taste. Besides, someone had to rock it out. This place is a like a dismal swamp of bleh.”
I put a hand over my heart. “Thank God you’re here to save us, Saint Scout.”
Scout snorted and crossed one ankle over the other, her shoes glinting in the sunlight.
“And now I know why I keep finding glitter on my bedroom floor.”
“Whatever. My shoes do not shed.”
I gave her a dubious look.
“Seriously. That’s just . . . um . . . horn dust from the unicorns that braid your hair while you sleep.”
Scout and I both looked at each other. Unfortunately, while I didn’t remember waking up with any mysterious braids, we couldn’t exactly rule out the unicorn part.
Oh, did I mention Scout could do magic?
Yeah, you heard me. And I know what you’re thinking: “Lily Parker, there’s no such thing as magic. The tofu is starting to go to your head.”
You’re going to have to trust me on this one. See, as it turns out, Chicago is home to an underground world of magicians battling it out while the rest of the city is asleep. And those magicians included the girl, who was now humming a song from High School Musical 3, beside me.
Millicent Green, aka Scout, was actually an Adept and a member of Enclave Three.
And here’s the second twist—so was I.
See, I was actually from upstate New York, but when my parents decided to head to Germany for a research sabbatical, they figured St. Sophia’s, deep in the heart of Chicago, was the best place for me to spend my junior and senior years of high school.
They said parents knew best. To my mind, the jury was still out.
I didn’t come to Chicago with any powers, at least not that I was aware. And my parents certainly weren’t doing magic in their free time.
Again, at least not that I was aware. But with a secret trip to Germany? Who really knew? I’d been told by Marceline Foley, the headmistress of St. Sophia’s, that their work had something to do with genetics. She’d changed her tune later on, but there was no unringing that bell—or the fact that their European vacation was related to a place called the Sterling Research Foundation. For their safety, I’d made a promise to let my parents’ secrets, whatever they were, stay secret.
Anyway, it took a trip into the basement of St. Sophia’s—and a shot of magic from one of the bad guys—to trigger my own magic.
To be honest, I’d been an Adept for only a few weeks, and I was still fuzzy on the details. But firespell had something to do with light and power—manipulating it and throwing it back at the bad guys.
And that was exactly how I’d ended up with firespell—a shot from Sebastian Born. He might have been tall, dark, and handsome, but he was also a Reaper. A teenager who refused to give up his magic when the time came—and it came for everyone—and who now spent his time recruiting kids the older Reapers could feed from.
As it turns out, magic’s only a temporary gift. We have it for only a few years, from puberty to age twenty-five or so. After that, the magic begins to degrade you, to devour your soul like some kind of rangy tentacle monster.
As Adepts, we promise to give up our magic, to give it back to the universe before it turns us into soul-suckers. Reapers don’t. And in order to keep their suddenly hungry power from devouring them from the inside out, they have to feed from the souls of Adepts or humans.
So, yeah. Reapers—or, as they called themselves, the Dark Elite—weren’t going to win any congeniality awards.
That put us pretty squarely against each other, like a football rivalry but with much higher stakes. So by day, we were high school juniors—wearing our plaid uniforms, doing our homework, ignoring our brattier classmates, and wishing we were in a public high school without a two-hour mandatory study hall.
And by night, we were dueling Adepts.
Scout suddenly sighed, a long, haggard breath that made her entire body shudder. She still looked a little pale, and she still had blue circles under her eyes.
A wounded Adept.
These were the scars leftover from her own experience with the Reapers. She’d been kidnapped and her room was ransacked. It had been me and the other Junior Varsity Adepts from Enclave Three—and very little help from the Varsity Adepts, the college-age kids—that had fought to get her back from the Reaper sanctuary where Jeremiah, the baddest of the baddies, had begun the process of stripping away her soul.
It was days before she could sleep without nightmares, nearly a week before she was mostly back to her old self. But I still saw shadows from her time in the sanctuary—those moments when she disappeared into herself, when her mind was pulled back into the empty spot the Reapers had created.
Regardless, she was here now. We’d gotten her back.
Not everyone was so lucky. Sometimes we discovered too late that a Reaper had been befriending someone, too late for Adepts, friends, family, coaches, or teachers to pull him or her back from the brink.
Sometimes, fighting the good fight meant losing a battle or two.
That was a hard lesson at almost-sixteen.
“Lils, any thoughts about running away and joining a circus?”
I smiled over at Scout. “Are we talking pink poodles and clowns stuffed into a car, or creepy freak show?”
Scout snorted. “Since it’s us, probably freak show. We could travel around the country from city to city, putting up one of those giant red-and-white striped tents and sleeping in a silver trailer shaped like a bullet.” She slid me a knowing glance. “You could bring along your own personal freak show.”
This time, it wasn’t just the sun that heated my cheeks. “He’s not my freak show.”
“He’d like to be.”
“Whatever. And he’s not a freak show.” I glanced around to make sure we were alone. “He’s a werewolf.”
“Close enough. The point is, he’d be your werewolf if you let him.”
It was the “letting him” that was the hard part. Jason Shepherd, the resident werewolf of Enclave Three, was definitely interested. He was sixteen years old and, like Michael Garcia, another Adept with a massive crush on Scout, was a student at Montclare Academy, St. Sophia’s brother school. I’d learned Jason had been born in Naperville, a suburb west of Chicago, listened to whatever music happened to be on the radio at the time, and was a devoted White Sox fan. He didn’t like football and loved pepperoni pizza. And, of course, there was the werewolf thing.
I guess I was interested back, but spending nights fighting evil didn’t exactly make it easy to get to know a boy.
“It’s too soon,” I told her, trying to make my voice sound as casual as possible. “Besides, you’re the one who warned me away from him.”
“I did do that,” she quietly said. “I just don’t want you to get hurt.” Problem was, she wouldn’t tell me why she thought that might happen. She kept saying I needed to hear it from him, and that wasn’t exactly the kind of thing that made a girl feel comfortable about a boy.
“There’s always something,” I whispered. As if on cue, a grim-looking cloud passed over the sun, a dark streak in the sky that sang of impending rain. The breeze blew colder, raising goose bumps on my arms.
Scout and I exchanged a glance. “Inside?” I asked.
She nodded, then pointed at her shoes. “The glue’s not waterproof.”
Decision made, we gathered up our books and walked back across the campus’s side lawn and around to the main building. The school—a former convent—was dark and gothic-looking, a weird contrast to the rest of the glass-and-steel architecture in this part of downtown Chicago.
That was what I was thinking when I happened to glance across the street . . . and saw him.
He stood on the sidewalk in jeans and a dark polo shirt, his hands tucked into his pockets. His blue eyes gleamed, but not like Jason’s eyes gleamed. Jason’s eyes were spring-bright. Sebastian’s were darker. Deeper. Colder.
And those eyes were focused on me.
The Reapers obviously knew Scout attended St. Sophia’s, since they’d kidnapped her from her room. And another Reaper, Alex, had seen all of us one day in the concrete thorn garden behind the school. But that didn’t make me any less weirded out by the fact that Sebastian was standing across the street, perfectly still, gaze on yours truly.
At the sound of my name, I looked back at Scout. Frowning, she moved toward me. “What is it?”
“I think I just saw Sebastian. He was right . . . ” By the time I’d pointed to the spot on the sidewalk where he’d stood, he was gone. “There,” I finished, wondering if I’d actually seen him, or if I’d just seen some tourist with the same dark hair and blue eyes and I’d imagined it was him.
I wasn’t crazy about either idea.
“Sebastian? Out here? Are you sure?”
“I thought so. I mean, I thought he was right there—but maybe not.”
Scout put her hands on her hips and frowned as she scanned the street. “There’s no sign of him now. I can text Daniel”—he was the newish leader of Enclave Three—“and let him know something’s up.”
Gaze scanning the street, I shook my head. “That’s okay. Maybe I imagined it. It was only for a second—maybe I just saw someone who looks like him.”
“Simplest explanation is usually the truth,” she said, then put an arm around my shoulders. “No more sunshine for you. You’ve been indoors so much, I think the sun actually makes you crazy.”
“Maybe so,” I absently said. But I had to wonder—was I losing it, or were the Reapers watching us?
I had a dark-haired, blue-eyed boy on my mind.
This was a bad idea for two reasons.
First, I was in European-history class, and said dark-haired boy wasn’t a king or soldier or historical figure of any type.
Second, the boy I’d been talking to was definitely not dark-haired.
The boy, of course, was Sebastian. And the obsession? I don’t know. I’m sure he was on my mind in part because I’d (maybe?) just seen him. But it also felt like we had unfinished business. In a couple of glances and whispered instructions, Sebastian had taught me how to use firespell—that it wasn’t about controlling the power, but trusting the power enough to let it control me. It was about letting the power move, instead of trying to move the power.
But why had he helped me? He was a Reaper, and I was an Adept, and at the time we’d been trying to rescue Scout and escape the Reaper sanctuary. There was no reason for him to help me, which made the act that much stranger . . . and meaningful?
I mean, not only had he helped me, but he’d helped me in the middle of a battle against him and his Reaper friends. Was there a chance he was really . . . good?
Finally hearing my name, I slammed my elbow on the top of my desk as I bolted upright and glanced up at Mr. Forrest, our civics teacher. “Yes? Sorry?”
The classroom burst into snickers, most of it from the three members of St. Sophia’s resident brat pack: Veronica, Mary Katherine, and Amie. Veronica was the queen bee, a blonde Gossip Girl wannabe currently wearing a pair of thousand-dollar designer ballet flats and at least a couple of pounds of gold around her neck. Veronica and I had tried being friends one Sunday afternoon after I’d first seen my Darkening—a mark on my lower back that pegged me as an Adept. I had been in denial about my new magic, and in the middle of a misunderstanding with Scout, so I’d offered Veronica a shot as best friend.
She didn’t make the grade.
M.K. was the haughtiest of the crew. Today she was dressed like a goth-prep mash-up—a navy shirt and cardigan over her plaid skirt; knee-high navy socks; and black platform heels with lots of straps. Her long hair was tied in long braids with navy ribbon, and her lips were outlined in dark lipstick.
Amie was the quiet one—the type who seemed to go along to get along. She was also a roommate, sharing a suite with Scout, me, and a cello-playing, mostly quiet girl named Lesley Barnaby.
“Is class a little too difficult for you today, Parker?” M.K. snickered.
“Since you were apparently absorbed in your own thoughts,” Forrest said, “anything you’d like to share with the class?”
“Um, I was just”—I glanced up at the scribbled text that filled the whiteboard at the front of the room and tried to make sense of it—“I was just . . . thinking about federalism.”
More snickering, probably deserved. I swear I was smart, even if I was still adjusting to the run-all-night, study-all-day schedule.
“And did you reach any conclusions about federalism, Ms. Parker?”
Deer in headlights, much? “Well,” I slowly said, trying to buy time to get my mental gears moving, “it was really important to the founding of the country and . . . whatnot.”
There was silence until Peters huffed out a sound of intellectual irritation and looked around the room. “Does anyone have anything more enlightening to add to the conversation?”
Veronica popped a hand into the air.
“Ms. Lively. Can you contribute to our conversation?”
“Actually, I need to make an announcement to the class.”
He looked suspicious. “About what?”
“Well,” Veronica said, “regarding our upcoming girls-only health-education class, if you get my drift.”
Forrest’s cheeks flushed pink. He nodded, then cleared his throat, and after tapping some papers together on the podium, headed for the door. “For tomorrow,” he said on the way, “finish chapter two.”
With Forrest on his way out, Veronica rose and moved to the podium, Amie beside her. Veronica tucked her hair behind her ear, her gaze on the door until Forrest was out of the room. As soon as it clicked closed, she turned her attention to us.
“It’s time to begin planning our annual holiday festivities.”
The girls began to hoot like boys at a frat party. I glanced back at Scout, who rolled her eyes and propped her hand on her chin. I have to admit, I was mostly relieved I wasn’t going to have to listen to Veronica drone on about sex ed. I mean, surely St. Sophia’s could afford an actual teacher for that kind of thing.
“And when I say holiday, I obviously mean this year’s Halloween Sneak. As you know, it’s up to the junior class to plan the Sneak. This year’s theme will be Glam Graveyard.”
“Gravestones and glitter,” Amie added.
“Precisely,” Veronica said. “Our first planning committee meeting will be tomorrow. You can sign up on the sheet outside the door. Weirdoes need not apply,” she snarkily added, haughty gaze pinpointed at Scout.
“She’s just so high school,” Scout muttered behind me. I bit back a smile.
“Anyone interested in the planning committee has to swear not to squeal about the location of the Sneak, because the final location won’t be revealed to the rest of the class until it’s time to go. Any questions?”
M.K. raised a hand. “Will there be boys there?”
Veronica smiled smugly. “We’re playing sister school to Montclare Academy again.”
That smug look on her face worried me. Jason went to Montclare, but I wasn’t so much worried about him. Michael, however, was a different matter. While Michael had a pretty big crush on Scout, she was playing very hard to get. Veronica, on the other hand, seemed determined to take her place. Veronica had made a point of asking Scout about Michael one day, hinting around that she had a thing for him.
The interest was understandable. Michael was totally cute. Dark, curly hair. Big brown eyes. A huge smile that was impossible to ignore . . . unless you were Scout Green. She managed pretty well. Of course, if Scout didn’t ask Michael, then technically he was fair game.
The bell rang. Veronica made a little curtsy before she and Amie were joined by M.K., and they headed out the door. I waited for Scout to gather up her books.
“So,” I began, “exactly how uncool would it be if I wanted to be on the Sneak committee?”
Scout pulled her messenger bag over her shoulder and gave me a sideways glance. “Purposefully involve yourself in brat drama? Why would you want to do that?”
“Decorating and design and stuff is right up my alley,” I reminded her. “My art studio hasn’t started yet, and I really need a creative outlet, even if it does involve the brat pack.”
“Don’t you already have a creative outlet?”
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not sure I’d call what we do ‘creative.’”
“Have you ever done it before?”
Scout grinned at me. “Then it’s creative.”
Drama notwithstanding, I concluded I was going it alone on the planning committee front. But as we walked down the hall toward our lockers, I decided to try something else Scout might be interested in. “Do you think Veronica asked him?”
“Asked who?” She sounded completely unconcerned, but I knew her better than that.
“I know your real first name, Scout. Don’t make me use it.”
“Fine, fine. Don’t have a conniption. Yeah, she probably asked Garcia. Or she will, if she hasn’t already. It’s just the kind of thing she’d do.”
“Maybe he wants to ask you.”
“Then it serves him right for waiting,” she muttered.
I slid her a glance. “So if he asks you, you’ll say yes?”
“Just because I don’t trip over him every time he comes into the room doesn’t mean I don’t, you know, appreciate him.”
“I knew it,” I said, a grin breaking out. “I knew you had a thing for him. So, are you going to tell him? Are you two going to start dating? Officially, I mean? This is huge.”
“Pump the brakes,” she warned, heading into the bay where our fancy wooden lockers were located. “Pump the brakes, or I tell Amie you want decorating advice. You’ll have to wear shades just to sleep in your room.”
Virtually everything in Amie’s room was an eye-scarring shade of Barbie pink. “Now, that’s just rude.”
“I’m not above rude, Parker. You keep that in mind.”
I took her word for it, which is why I snuck back alone to sign up for the Sneak committee. An artist had to do what an artist had to do, right?
Posted July 22, 2012
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read all 3 of the books and what I want to know is there going to be a 4th. All the books have a good story line and lead up to the events that take place. Good writing.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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After having read Chloe O'Neill's adult series Chicagoland and loving it, I thought it a safe bet that her YA series would also be good and I was not disappointed. I read both the books in the series so far all in one sitting. I couldn't put it down and the end left me wanting more (in an, next book please! way) to find out what happens next. The evolution of the characters and their relationships with one another are realistic and the characters are very likeable (even the snooty girls). I'm in my mid 20s and still loved this book. I've read some YA books that left me feeling like only a 10-12 yr old would enjoy it, but this series doesn't make me feel that way. Can't wait for the third book!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
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Posted September 22, 2011
Strange things are happening in the city under the city of Chicago. Chloe Neill returns with Hexbound her follow up to last years Firespell. Lily Parker is back to trolling the underground of Chi Town with her magical neighborhood watch crew. One night they stumble upon some strange vampire like creatures and their slimy trail. After the near death experience, Lily and her friends get their Nancy Drew on to discover what the reapers are up to, and why they are creating hybrids. Meanwhile Scout's learning more about her powers, why she's so special, and what makes her so appealing to the reapers. Lily's night life maybe exciting, but her daytime life is getting just as interesting too. Lily is busy snooping into her parents employers, she's having strange nightmares that seem to have a prophetic quality to them. Super hot nemesis Sebastian happens to have an uncanny knack for being where she is, and is offering to help teach her about firespell. Her relationship with sexy wolf Jason is heating up, but complications are arising, that could put a huge wrench in her love life.
While I felt the overall book dragged a bit, there were some interesting things happening here. The new thread about her parents jobs are finally starting to develop. Some of the new characters from another dark elite cell are a welcome edition, and the new complications with Jason are enough of a promise for lots of drama in the next installment, as well as an opening for Sebastian. Though I don't think Hexbound is as good as Firespell the ground work set up here are a promise for a tasty third book.
Posted March 13, 2011
There is something about a book set in a boarding school that I just love, and paranormal boarding school settings always seem to have a very gothic feel to them that I just love. This Dark Elite series, that started with Firespell, is no exception. I love the dark feel to the setting of the school itself, let alone the dark tunnels, basements, and other places that Lily and her crew have to go to. It really adds to the suspense and mystery.
I really enjoyed the first story, Firespell, but I loved this one even more because we got a chance to see Lily growing into the power that she had only just discovered in the first book. I love how she doesn't allow herself to be led along by the crew but offers ideas and solutions of her own. So much of the time you see a heroine who discovers she has some great power and she kind of hangs back and lets others lead her around by nose since she's a "newbie," but this wasn't the case with Lily. She was eager to get in there and work for the greater good.
I see a love triangle on the horizon and I have to say it's a welcome one. Not that I don't love Jason, I do. I think he's a great character and I sense that there is going to be some mystery around him in the future. But there is just something about Sebastion that I can't wait to see more of. He's dark and mysterious, and his motives are unclear. He's sort of an ultimate bad boy, and I can definitely see sparks between him and Lily that keep things juicy!
This is another series that I'm going to devote myself to following, as I really enjoyed it!
Posted March 5, 2011
I read the first book Firespell, thought it was brilliant. This book was read in a day as I couldn't put it down, it gripped me from the very beginning. I felt Lillys emotions, felt I was exactly where she was, that to me takes you into the story and makes you connected to the book which is what I love. Chloe Neill is now on my favorite authors list and I can't wait for the next installment, all I ask is that they make it a bigger book!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted February 27, 2011
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Posted February 21, 2011
The bad thing about reading a book on tour is the deadline. Since you have to read it an pass it on in a certain time frame, it obviously needs to be read right away. Which, may or may not be the best time to read it "mood" wise.
I'm not really a mood reader, I usually can pick up anything and read. I think that might not have been the case with this one. It took me awhile to get into it, and I just wasn't really invested in the story. Which was disappointing because I really liked the first in the series. I didn't feel like Lily really did much as a character. She still doesn't really understand her powers and it seems like everyone is tiptoeing around her. I think she should be demanding more answers from everyone, starting with her parents. I also got a little annoyed with Scout and Lily at times. I can see that they are really good friends, but at times they are very juvenile.
The parts of the story that I really did like seemed really short. I liked the dealing with the two vampire covens. I liked that they were in a turf war and didn't seem to really like the adepts. There seems like there's more of a history there that I want to know more of. I also wanted more of Sebastian. I know he fits the classic bad boy mold, but there's a lot going on there that I don't think we know about.
I will read the next one because this really wasn't enough to turn me off the series. There's a lot left unanswered and I'm still willing to read what the author does next!
Posted January 22, 2011
Posted January 16, 2011
Do you want a little snark in your read this week? Lily Parker is a quirky new heroine in the Dark Elite Series released by Chloe Neill. Chicago just got a little dirtier, and when Lily is investigating activities with other Adepts (magic using guild for the good)they come upon some strange creatures and some really green slim. This discovery will unravel a whole new host of problems for this set of characters as they are discovering more about their growing powers, and their growing attractions. So unless the Reapers hold them back, be prepared for an adventure, and a lot of fun dialog.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted January 11, 2011
So, at the end of Firespell, we learn that Lily does indeed have magical powers and they are above and beyond what even she could have imagined. She quickly learns that there are risks to having powers. Those stakes are raised when she has a meet up with the local vampire gangs and becomes the center of what may become all out war. The Reapers are now after her as well.
There is wonderful and witty dialogue that will have you rereading parts just to make sure you don't miss any snappy comebacks that are being flung about between Lily and Scout. How I wish my high school was that cool. Lily also discovers that her parents may be hiding more than they are telling her and the school administration may be in on it as well. I can't wait for the next one! This is pretty clean fun. Some inter-species kissing, a few choice words and I don't remember if there is any drug or alcohol issues, so it must not be that prevalent.
Now how long before I can read the next one?
Posted January 4, 2011
I enjoyed Hexbound, being thrown back into a unique world of magic, of good and evil. Because that line is so easy to pick out sometimes right? That is what Lily is learning about, where those shades of gray really turn into black and white. I think that is her biggest journey in this book.
Lily and Scout crack me up- I love their easy relationship, Scout's sarcasm, and their dynamic. Both are shown to have flaws, and strengths in this book.
But I would say that it falls somewhere in the second book syndrome. Sure, there were things to move the plot along, but I never felt like there was a set climax, or really much of a resolution. I want MORE.
Both Sebastian and Jason are back in this one, and I am not really sure about either of them. Sebastian makes me wonder what all is really going on beneath the surface and is the epitome of gray to me. Jason is mostly a great guy but is hiding things.
I will definitely keep reading the series, I want to find out more about Lily's mysterious parents, what is going on with Sebastian, the thing I can't say about Jason, and of course more of Scout.
Posted December 28, 2010
Any doubts left after completing Firespell were immediately dissapated from the start of Hexbound. This novel was action packed from page one. Lily is not only a newby to the Adept Society, but she is a newby to magic in general. After suffering from an direct hit by a Firespell user she has miraculously appeared to have Firespell magic of her own. With help from her new Adept friends, and others maybe not easily considered friends, she has found herself growing in her abilites. Lily is a very take charge kind of girl that readers will fall in love with. Being new to the world of magic it is interesting to watch Lily's experiences; she seems very open minded which leaves her consistently questioning the nature of everyone she interacts with whether friend or foe. Being a rarity with the Firespell powers it seems Lily is becoming an interest of everyone in the magical world. Although, Jason's interests seem to go far deeper than her magic; that attraction between the two allows for a deeply romantically charged atmosphere. Unfortunately, I am not sure what the future holds for this couple especially with the regular appearances of one mysterious Sabastien. It seems that his attention is for far more than the simple teachings of Firespell. Above all else Lily is constantly looking for answers to questions about her parents. After having just discovered that they are not teaching Philosphy at the local college or on a sabbatical in Europe; she is discovering that her entire world has been packed full of lies and betrayals that she can't seem to unravel. With nothing but times; she spends her day learning, night fighting everything creepy, and any spare moments looking for answers about her estranged family. With nothing but questions the future for the Dark Elite Series is unclear, but what is clear is the promise for a action-packed thrill ride of answers for the books to come.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted December 21, 2010
Lily Parker attends St. Sophia's School for Girls in Chicago after her parents recently dumped her there while they conduct research in Europe. At the school, Lily discovered her paranormal ability to use the Firespell. Although she has improved at controlling this power, she knows she has a long way to go before she is comfortable using it if ever. Her biggest fear is becoming a Reaper who abuses their magical gifts. Lily's roommate and BFF Scout, who fights the otherworldly beasts, helps her stay anchored while her relationship with Jason is becoming more intimate.
As Lily trains to be an Adept, she fears the immortal words of Lord Acton ("Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely.") and Darth Vader ("Give yourself to the Dark Side"), so she wants to go slow. However, when she observes strange creatures wandering around St. Sophia's, Lily realizes slow is no longer an option for her. With Scout at her side, she vows to learn who they are and what they want. Although she admits to herself she has made the same pledge re the enigmatic behavior of her parents and adversary Sebastian.
The second Dark Elite (see Firespell) young adult fantasy continues Lily's training in the paranormal as she learns more secrets, especially about her parents and her abilities, but is also is caught up in some sort of otherworldly "turf" war. Fast-paced and mindful of the Casts' House of Night saga and Claudia Gray's Evernight series, readers will enjoy Lily's dilemma. She would prefer to ignore the impossible and hang with the hot hunks rather than joining Scout and friends in mortal combat, but feels Hexbound to learn her craft expeditiously to keep her school, Chicago and the world safe from the others.
Posted December 14, 2010
I just love this series. A school with secret society that protects the world with magic. Sweet! Lily Parker is finally settling in as a Adept. She is learning to control her Firespell when weird like creatures start to roam the halls at St. Sophia's. Now it is up to them to find out what those creatures are...
What I love most about the book was the unique story line of it. Even though it may seem the same with the school and of course the hot boys, I love how everything play out well in the book.
The romance had just the right touch. Lily's progressing relationship with Jason was sweet and enduring. Even the mysterious of Sebastian made me wonder what exactly is going on. I have a feeling there is something more to the picture than what we see.
The secrets learn in this book were dawning. Poor Lily had to grow up fast and learn things the hard way. Even though she is still pretty much in the dark, Lily gets closer every second as she picks up clues as to what her parents are really doing. (I, for one, am waiting for this bomb to drop.)
The Dark Elite series is absolutely gripping and definitely a page turner. I could not resist this book and read it quickly. If you haven't pick up this series you need to. This is one book that will rock your reading world.