Hold Me Closer, Necromancerby Lish McBride
Sam leads a pretty normal life. He may not have the most exciting job in the world, but he's doing all rightuntil a fast food prank brings him to the attention of Douglas, a creepy guy with an intense violent streak.
Turns out Douglas is a necromancer who raises the dead for cash and sees potential in Sam. Then Sam discovers he's a necromancer too, but
Sam leads a pretty normal life. He may not have the most exciting job in the world, but he's doing all rightuntil a fast food prank brings him to the attention of Douglas, a creepy guy with an intense violent streak.
Turns out Douglas is a necromancer who raises the dead for cash and sees potential in Sam. Then Sam discovers he's a necromancer too, but with strangely latent powers. And his worst nightmare wants to join forces . . . or else.
With only a week to figure things out, Sam needs all the help he can get. Luckily he lives in Seattle, which has nearly as many paranormal types as it does coffee places. But even with newfound friends, will Sam be able to save his skin?
Hold Me Closer, Necromancer is a 2011 Bank Street - Best Children's Book of the Year.
After a lighthearted opening packed with Buffy-esque wackiness, Samhain Corvus Lacroix is dragged from his dead-end food-service job into a terrifying magical power struggle. When a visitor to the Plumpy's fast-food restaurant identifies unexceptional college-dropout Sam as a necromancer, narrator Sam writes the whole day off as an encounter with an unpleasant eccentric. But he can't ignore the rapid downward spiral of events: the attack by a super-strong thug in the parking lot, the murder of a friend, the appearance of his dead friend's reanimated head. Occasional chapters narrated in the third person introduce readers to the intrigues of Seattle's mystical underworld, with its Council led by an evil necromancer and its packs of fey hound-werewolf crossbreeds. When Douglas, the evil necromancer, kidnaps Sam outright, the adventure takes a turn to the downright gruesome, with semi-graphic descriptions of torture (interspersed with occasionally steamy romantic interludes). Despite uneven pacing and abandoned plot threads, this quirky urban fantasy will compel fans of horror and supernatural romance--and heroic skateboarding slackers. (Urban fantasy. YA)
“McBride's humor and ear for dialogue carry the book. There's a Mad-magazine-meets-‘Twilight' sensibility to ‘Hold Me Closer, Necromancer' that will keep readers turning pages and laughing all the way.” Los Angeles Times
“A fast-paced and fun first novel . . . This is a welcome humorous addition to the paranormal trend.” The Oregonian
“The richness of the supernatural underworld, complete with politics, history, and personal vendettas, is another draw, and honorable, desperate, smart-alecky, clueless Sam is the perfect vehicle for entry. Readers seeking a thoughtful, original, and compelling supernatural adventure need look no further.” BCCB, STARRED review
“With fine writing, tight plotting, a unique and uniquely odd cast of teens, adults, and children, and a pace that smashes through any curtain of disbelief, this sardonic and outrageous story's only problem is that it must, like all good things, come to an end.” Booklist, Starred Review
“McBride pulls no punches and hits where readers will least expect it; the story can be gory and violent, but isn't gratuitously graphic. A solid start that concludes with the promise of Sam's power growing greater and darker, secrets getting deeper, and more fun to follow.” Publishers Weekly
“. . . this quirky urban fantasy will compel fans of horror and supernatural romance--and heroic skateboarding slackers.” Kirkus Reviews
“Sam is the ultimate laid-back slacker who also happens to be smart, funny, sweet, and adorable. Every character in this book seems to live in the moment, offering sarcastic humor that lightens up the intense action and dark suspense. Hold Me Closer, Necromancer is entertaining, offbeat, hilarious, and flat-out fun. We loved it.” Justine magazine
“Part scary, part funny, with a touch of tenderness, Hold Me Closer, Necromancer holds readers spellbound with unforgettable characters, snappy dialogue and killer (sometimes literally) song lyrics that open and offer clues to each chapter. Drawing on the timeless adolescent quest for identity and the popularity of supernatural fiction, McBride makes Sam's adventures a scream--and a hoot.” BookPage
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Hold Me Closer, Necromancer
By Lish McBride
Henry Holt and CompanyCopyright © 2010 Lish McBride
All rights reserved.
DEAD MAN'S PARTY
I stood in front of today's schedule still holding my skateboard, still drenched from the ride over, and still desperately wishing that I hadn't dropped out of college. But wishing wouldn't erase Sam from the counter slot and rewrite it under the grill slot. No matter what, my job kind of sucks, but on the grill it sucks less. On the grill, you don't have to handle customers. Something about the fast food uniform makes people think it's okay to treat you like crap. Personally, I'm always polite to anyone who handles my food. There are lots of horrible things that can be done to your meal before it gets to your plate.
Maybe I could switch? No, the schedule told me Ramon worked grill today. Nothing short of fifty bucks and a twelve-pack would have made him switch, and I didn't have either of those. I groaned and leaned my head against the wall.
Someone walked in after me and slapped me on the shoulder. "Should've stayed in school," he said.
I recognized Ramon's voice without opening my eyes. Not surprising, since I'd known Ramon since sixth grade. I wasn't shocked by his lack of sympathy, either.
"You didn't drop out, and yet you're still here," I said, rolling my head to the side to look at him.
"What, and leave my man Sammy all alone? What kind of friend would that make me?"
"A smart one."
He laughed and tossed his black hoodie on the coat hooks, trading the sweatshirt for an apron. I did the same, but with much less enthusiasm.
Ramon was the only person who called me Sammy. Everyone else called me Sam, even my mom, except when she was pissed and did the full-name thing.
I signed on to my register slowly, glad that nobody stood at the counter waiting to be helped. While the manager, Kevin, counted and checked my till, I stared at the pictogram of a burger nestled between similar representations of shakes, sodas, and fries on the front of my register. I wondered why humankind seemed so dead set on destroying all of its accomplishments. We draw on cave walls, spend thousands of years developing complex language systems, the printing press, computers, and what do we do with it? Create a cash register with the picture of a burger on it, just in case the cashier didn't finish the second grade. One step forward, two steps back—like an evolutionary cha-cha. Working here just proved that the only things separating me from a monkey was pants. And no prehensile tail, which I wish I had. Oh, the applications.
My name is Samhain Corvus LaCroix, and I am a fry cook.
I tried to take some pride where I could. If I was going to be a dropout loser, then I was going to be the best dropout loser. That pride came with some complications because it always depressed me to spot anyone, short of a manager, working fast food over the age of eighteen. I didn't look in any mirrors until I got home and out of my uniform. It was better that way.
"There you go, Sam." Kevin shut my till and wandered off. We had a bet going to try and guess what it was he did in his office. Frank was pretty sure he was into some sort of online role-playing game, Ramon thought he was planning to take over the yakuza, and Brooke was convinced that he had a crippling addiction to romance novels. These all sounded plausible, except for Ramon's, though he insisted he had proof, but I didn't think Kevin could be that interesting. He probably just slept. Kevin also had the misfortune of sharing his name with my biological dad, so Ramon referred to our manager as the Lesser of Two Kevins. I slapped on my name tag and settled in.
I had my mom to thank for my name. My dad took his sweet time showing up to my birth, and in an uncharacteristic moment of spite, she named me Samhain just to tick him off. Apparently my dad wanted to name me Richard or Steve or something. But Mom got there first, and since I happened to be born on the happy pagan holiday of Samhain, well, there you go. I'm just lucky I wasn't born on Presidents' Day. She might have named me Abraham Lincoln, and there is no way I could pull off a stovepipe hat.
To retaliate, my dad started calling me Sam, since he said Sowin—which is how Samhain is pronounced—sounded funny.
Their divorce surprised no one.
The Plumpy's crowd was in a lull, so I watched Frank, the other counter jockey, triple-check his condiments, napkins, and the rest of his fast food accoutrements. Frank was younger than me, and so he still had a little enthusiasm for his work. Brooke, Ramon, and I had all started a pool on how long it would take for this place to suck the life out of him. If he cracked next week, I got ten bucks. Brooke had this week, and she was doing her best to get Frank to break early.
Brooke left her station at the drive-thru window and sauntered over to the milkshake machine. I wasn't much older than Brooke, but she was young enough and tiny enough that Ramon and I both spent more time protecting her than ogling her. Not that we couldn't do both, really. I just felt a little dirty after. But I couldn't help my programming, and Brooke looked like a cheerleader in a dairy commercial: bouncy blond ponytail, clear blue eyes, and a wholesome smile that could turn any guy into man-putty. Frank didn't stand a chance because, although she tended to be a sweet girl, she could be devious when she wanted something. I probably wouldn't get my ten dollars.
Brooke finished pouring a large strawberry shake, snapped the lid on, and turned to look at Frank while she took a long sip from the straw. He ogled. I watched as she slid her hand over and flipped the machine's off switch. Frank manned register one and was responsible for the milkshake machine. He missed the tiny movement, his eyes intent on her lips as they wrapped around the straw. She sauntered back to her station, and I wondered how long it would be until Frank noticed the machine was no longer chugging behind him. If she kept on the offensive, Brooke would have him in tears before the weekend.
* * *
After about two hours, a dozen surly customers, and a minor shake machine malfunction, I decided to take a quick break. Frank could mop up shake mix and man the counter. Sure, the mess might make him crack early, but if I helped him, he'd never learn. And really, wasn't learning more important? I saluted him and hopped over the mess, stepping out back with Ramon. On the way, I grabbed my broom and the doorstop so we could leave the back door open in case someone needed to shout for us.
Ramon had quit smoking a year ago, but he never let that get in the way of a good smoke break. I had never smoked in the first place, but that didn't keep me from taking one, either. And since the rain had finally vamoosed, nothing stood between us and a decent game of potato hockey.
It is a relatively straightforward game. You get a medium-sized potato and two brooms, designate the goal areas, and you're ready to go. Today Ramon defended the garbage bin by Plumpy's back door, and I defended a shiny silver Mercedes because, according to Ramon, it represented the privileged white aristocracy of America trying to keep the Latino man down.
"Our duel," Ramon said, spinning his broom like a bo staff, "will represent the struggle our nation's currently engaged in."
"Please, we both know you're just going for home team advantage."
"You wound me, Sam. I can't help it if your crackerlike oppression gives me the better playing field." He did a quick hamstring stretch. "Suck it up."
"Fine," I said, "then I get the handicap."
"Sam, you're Texas. Texas always gets the handicap."
"I'm Team Texas again?"
He grinned, rolled his shoulders, and wiggled his arms, loosening them.
I gave up and nodded at the Mercedes. It looked old and expensive, especially in our parking lot. "Shiny."
Ramon snorted. "Classic. Check out the gullwing doors."
"Fine. Classic Shiny."
Ramon tossed an empty Plumpy's cup into the Dumpster. "Sometimes, Sammy, I question your manhood."
"A car is to get you from place to place. That's it."
Ramon shook his head at my ignorance.
"Whatever. Just try not to dent the car, Team Mexico."
"It's Team South America," he said.
"You do know that Mexico is in North America, right?"
"Yeah, but I have the whole continent behind me." He held up his fist dramatically. "They support their cousin to the north." I laughed and he dropped his hand back down. "And it's that guy's own fault for parking in our lot so he could sneak over to Eddie Bauer or Starbucks or whatever."
UVillage was an open-air shopping orgy that sat behind Plumpy's restaurant. Between the Gap, Abercrombie, and not one but two freestanding Starbucks, the place attracted a certain clientele that rubbed Ramon the wrong way. Mostly because UVillage had its own parking structure but their customers still parked over here because it was slightly closer. I didn't know why that pissed him off. He didn't like Plumpy's either. Maybe it was the principle of the thing. I was more disgusted than annoyed by the effort put forth by people just so they didn't have to walk ten extra feet.
I leaned down to tie my shoe, the leather pouch around my neck sliding out from under my shirt. I slid it back in without really thinking about it. A habit born from years of repetition. Personally, I didn't think UVillage was totally awful. Some of the food was good, and I found it hard to hate the bookstore. Of course, the bookstore contained the third Starbucks in the complex.
"Whatever," I said. "Game on." And I rolled the potato into the center.
* * *
Brooke came out to watch after Ramon scored another goal, making the score a depressing four to one.
"Ramon, order up," she said. She reached for his broom. "I'll pinch-hit in your absence."
"And leave Frank all alone up there?" he asked.
Brooke grinned deviously.
"That's my girl," Ramon said. He had already lost the bet, so he was now considered a free agent and worked to aid both of us. The important thing, he felt, was that Frank crack, not who won. Ramon handed Brooke his broom and walked inside.
"The devil in pigtails," I said.
Her grin widened as she adjusted her stance.
"Okay," I said, "but we're switching sides."
Brooke straightened up and sighed. "Fine, I'll be Texas."
I could be a man and admit that Brooke was much better at potato hockey than me. I didn't know what sports she played in high school or if she just worked out, but she was a better athlete than I was. I didn't even skateboard very well. My board could move me from point A to point B okay, but I couldn't really do anything fancy on it like Ramon, so I didn't feel the least bit ashamed in asking for the home field advantage.
We crouched down, brooms ready. I saw the faintest twitch around Brooke's eye before she flipped the potato into the air with the tight-packed bristles of her broom. Then she leaned back and gave it a whack with the handle. I blocked it from the garbage bin, barely, but only by slamming my own body into the bin's green, chipped side and taking the spud directly in the chest.
I squinted at her. "Dirty move."
"My brothers played lacrosse."
We both hunkered back down, eyes never leaving each other as the breeze pushed the gray clouds overhead. I blocked out the chatter from the shoppers in the distance and the sounds from the kitchen behind me. Then I tried to duplicate Brooke's move.
I didn't have any brothers who played lacrosse. Hell, I didn't have any brothers, period, though I'm pretty sure my little sister, Haley, could've given Brooke a run for her money. My lack of skill meant that my shot had force behind it but little aim.
The potato flew so far to the right that Brooke didn't even try to go for the block. I got the point, and Classic Shiny got a broken taillight.
Brooke picked what was left of the potato off the ground, walked over to me, and threw it in the bin. "Game over," she said.
I stood, stuck to the spot. "In retrospect, the choice of goals might have been poor."
Brooke grabbed a wad of my shirt up by the neck and pulled me to the door. I felt the leather cord holding my pouch snap. Brooke let go with a "sorry" so I could snag it. "They shouldn't have parked there," she said, motioning toward the car. "Besides, that's what you get for being Texas."
I kicked the doorstop out and held the door open for Brooke. "I hear Austin's nice." I shoved my broken pouch into my hoodie pocket as we walked back in.
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Meet the Author
Lish McBride grew up in the Pacific Northwest. It rains a lot there, but she likes it anyway. She spent three years away while she got her MFA in fiction from the University of New Orleans, where she managed to survive the hurricane. She enjoys reading, having geek-laden conversations about movies, comics, and zombies with her friends, and of course trying to wear pajamas as much as humanly possible. She lives happily in Seattle with her family, two cats, and one very put-upon Chihuahua. Hold Me Closer, Necromancer was her debut novel and was named an American Library Association Best Book for Young Adults and was a finalist for the YALSA William C. Morris Award.
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Hold Me Closer, Necromancer is the first novel I have read about a Necromancer. This is such an interesting Paranormal point of view I wish more people had written about it a long time ago. This novel was amazing. It was hilarious and suspenseful all at the same time. There were some areas where I would be chuckling at some of the character quotes but then by the next page I was on the edge of my seat from the suspense and action. The main character, Sam, is just one of those people you kind of have pity for. He lives on his own, barely makes enough money and his life is just kind of boring. Then after shattering a car light with a potato Sam finds himself in a load of trouble. The story line overall could have easily been seen as confusing. However the author, Lish McBride, was able to guide you into each scenario slowly with just enough details. All of the information Sam finds out doesn't become jumbled in this novel. I could truly appreciate that. One of my favorite things about this book is the way all of the paranormal activity is being described. I have never heard anything like this but it still makes sense. In each county there is a council. The council each has a head leader. The council is made up of the strongest paranormals of each kind, a werewolf, a necromancer, a witch and so on. It was really interesting that there was this added government role with paranormals. It seems so well organized! There is also a bit of romance in there, of course. I don't want to spoil anything but Sam meets one of the strongest, baddest, werewolves out there. Sam and this girl are stuck together in the oddest situation yet they are both able to bond. The romance grows quicly between the two. It was interesting to see a passionate, accelerating love as opposed to the usual romantic, slow growing love. I have to say that I also enjoyed the ending. This novel could end here or continue on to a series. It isn't a horrible cliffhanger that makes you want to scream. It is just a happy ending with a few things left unsaid. Overall I would have to give Hold Me Closer Necromancer 5 out of 5 Stars. I really enjoyed it. Keep in mind this book has A LOT of death and violence. Its rated for 14+. Plus there is some sexual content towards the end.
I rented this as an audio cd from my local library, and before I was halfway through the story, I ran out and purchased a hardcover copy. The book is told from both first and third person narrative, which was probably easier to follow on the audio. The main protagonist of the story is Sam. His ordinary, slightly boring, uneventful life takes a dramatic turn after an incident while playing potato hockey. They pick the wrong car to damage, and it brings Sam to the attention of Douglas the local necromancer. Douglas senses a power in Sam and wants to bring him under his control. It seems Sam is a necromancer also, much to his surprise. Suddenly, his world is full of otherworldly beings. There are witches, werewolves, zombies, among others, and Sam is totally out of his element. When his friend Brooke's head turns up at his apartment, and she can still talk, Sam realizes he needs some answers and his mom may be the only one who can help. The writing is full of fantastic, snarky humor, which comes across wonderfully on the cd version. The narrator for Sam was perfect! I absolutely loved Sam's character. He's this innocent, clueless young man, thrust into a world he never knew existed or that he was a part of, and he maintains this sarcastic humor throughout the book. Sam's friends, Frank, Brooke, and Ramon, were great. We also meet Brid, (Bridget) a female werewolf that Sam gets locked up with. I liked the relationship that developed between them. Douglas was a well developed evil presence throughout. The book moved at a nice pace, and I really enjoyed the writing style. I can only hope Sam's story continues and that this is not a stand alone. I need more Sam!
Very great book, with the right balance of comedy drama, and action. Each chapternis as unpredictable as the next. Hope she writes a sequel
I like this book so much! The wittyness of the characters, their sarcasm, etc keeps it interesting amlnd the suspense was killing me the whole time. Also, the cover kinda reminded me of the demonata series...just saying Anyway, i would stongly suggest to read this book Just whish it was a series (TT^TT) If it is, let me know!
Hold Me Closer, Necromancer is a hilarious book, but it's still horror. When I was thinking about this review, I knew I wanted to include a quote that showed both at once. I found this one by opening the book to a random spot near the beginning. That's how much the humor and terror go hand in hand throughout the novel. The hilarity keeps the book from getting too too scary, but the story still never loses it's dark and serious edge. It's awesome. For me, though, the funny stuff won. I laughed out loud (on a quiet commuter train, no less) while reading this book. Sam's a smart and introspective college drop-out, Brooke's a manipulative smartypants (and I mean that in the most flattering way possible) in a cheerleader's body, Ramon's still in college and living on Sam's couch, and Frank's the new kid that they're all trying to break and/or befriend. What they have in common is their cynicism, irreverence, and fast food employer. They are masters of biting and witty one-liners, exactly my kind of humor. Ramon, Frank and Brooke do their best to make sure that Sam stays firmly grounded in his regular life even though he's being pursued by creatures he's not sure he even believes exist. And that's where the horror part kicks in. The evil guy, Douglas Montgomery, is a ridiculously powerful necromancer, and he thinks Sam is a necromancer too. The guy in the quote above? Sam isn't quite sure WHAT he is, but he's left huge cuts down Sam's back that could only have come from a knife. Only no one saw a knife. Within the first 50 pages, someone we already care about is dead. Without getting too spoilerly, let me just say that necromancers are not the only magical/paranormal beings to grace these pages. There are werewolves, fae, witches, vampires and more. Oh, and Douglas's house comes complete with a magical cage and basement torture chamber. This is one that I think is more suited to older teens. Sam is out of high school and has already nixed college, and his "normal" life problems reflect that. That's not to say that the average high schooler won't love this book. It is darkly humorous, scary, and Sam and co. exhibit the kind of sarcasm and cynicism to which many in high school aspire (myself included, at that age). And Sam is stuck in the stage of life where he is trying to find himself, something that is highly relatable for many teens and twenty-somethings. He's just got the added pressure of "to raise the dead or not to raise the dead" making everything more interesting. I loved it. Book source: Philly Free Library
Sam is pretty much your average guy. Unfortunately, he feels lost and doesn't know why. He dropped out of college hoping that something will come along and show him the way to enlightenment (be careful what you wish for). He works at a typical hamburger joint with his best friends Ramon, Brooke and Frank. Everything seemed like a typical boring work day until Douglas, the most powerful necromancer in his area stops by and zeros in on Sam. No necromancer should have gone undetected and so Douglas takes quite an interest in Sam. The friends find out quickly that Douglas is not trying to help him out of the goodness of his heart. In fact he quickly becomes a threat and Sam only has a short time to find the missing parts of himself that he didn't even know was missing. This is a fun story. There is snark, but mostly with the females in the story (you know I love snark). I would also place this book more in the older YA category. The characters are around the age of 19 and there is violence and sex within the book. It isn't too graphic and I think it is more relatable to the older teen. It also ends in such a way that there suggestion of another story. No, not a cliffhanger, but one that begs a second Sam book. Hopefully the females will have a bigger presence and there will be even more snark! I give this book 4 stars and recommend it for those who want a fun YA paranormal.
Most excellent! *Book source ~ Local library Samhain ‘Sam’ Corvus LaCroix is a college drop out working in a fast food place with his best friend Ramon when a potato turns his life upside down. Yep, a potato. A spud, a tater, a po-tay-to. If it hadn’t been for that sneaky tuber then Sam may have continued his clueless drifting for a very long time. Instead, he meets Douglas Montgomery, crazy sociopath and mega powerful necromancer. Turns out, Sam is also a necromancer and Douglas does not like to share his territory with any other necromancer even one as weak in power as Sam, so he gives Sam a week to leave town, become his apprentice or die. Not good options there and the messenger he sent to Sam’s apartment? That is messed up. Sam’s running out of time while he tries to figure out what is going on, dodge the cops and stay alive. I went into this book without a lot of expectations. I saw a lot of book blogging friends had read it and the blurb sounded interesting, but it still took awhile to get on my radar and then longer for me to actually read it. However, once I started it I couldn’t put it down. I like books about people who have no idea they are something else entirely. And Sam’s situation is one I haven’t seen before in all the books I’ve read. The world, the characters, the villains and the plot are all riveting. I did wonder why Douglas wanted to train Sam at all. With his massive ego and paranoia about having anyone in his territory with any kind of power I didn’t see the point though it made for a good plot device. The end has me wondering though. Did Douglas pull a Voldemort? Hmmmm…
I really enjoyed this book. I will be reading more by this author.
A hilarious take on the magic and monsters genre. I loved how the author makes even encounters with undead horrors entertaining in more than a crap-your-pants-scary way. There is a dash of romance, fortunately nothing like the Twilight garbage, as well as some very good action scenes, such as the siege of the evil necromancer's house and the fight between the main character's fey hound - werewolf mix (girl?)friend and a normal werewolf (hands-down, one of the best fight scenes I ever read). I would not reccomend this book to children who are not yet high school age, as it has a lot of language, some blood, and sexual content including innuendos and a suggested sex scene. Overall, this book is 3-6 hours of literary bliss. Book 2 is out as well - look for "Necromancing the Stone."
Funny and dark, this novel had me laughing out loud numerous times. An entertaining read from start to finish. Some mild language and sexual humor, I'd recommend for ages 16+.
Hilarious set of characters
I really liked this book, my major complaint with it is the great story line is not developed as thoroughly as it should be. This book could have easily had another two hundred pages and I would have blown through them as fast as I did with these. As it is I was left feeling a little let down when it ended too abruptly. It is like the editor told the author to keep it to a certain length weather or not the story was completely developed. I really enjoyed the read, more please!
Wonderful book, i loved the ending with Brooke. Sequel? I hope so! I stayed up till three a.m. reading this book. I love this book. I will tell all my friends about this book!!!
This books cover drew me in from first sight. The bright colors and weird picture made me want to read this book even more. The plot and the characters were the most compelling. The plot was new and fresh, and had a different storyline than other books. The characters made me laugh and actually care about them. I would definitely recommend this book to a friend, its new, funny and a great read. Pretty much everything about the book was amazing. Reviewed by Kole for Book Sake.
I looved at the cover and knew it had to be interesting. Sam was a great character and now the mere sound of the name Douglas is creepy. The use of necromancers was a nice change insted of reading the rage of vampires. The witing style was good and the addition of not just werewolves buy mixing fey with that was a refreshing change too. An absolute great paranormal read. Hope there's a second one!
Sam is just your average burger flipper/college dropout until the day he finds out the hard way he's a necromancer (the hard way being getting his friends talking head in a box from the head hancho bad guy necromancer). But despite coming into the game a bit late Sam and his friends (head included) race to find a way to save him and discover there's a whole lot more than necromancers out there... Can't wait for the next installment!!
This book is such an entertaining book. It was filled to the brim with fantastic characters, a storyline that flowed right off the pages and into your imagination and McBride did a wonderful job of placing right in the thick of everything that's going on. All the while that you're rooting for Sam to come into his own, you're worried about everyone else in the book. Brid, her pack, Ramon, Sam's Mom and sister, just everyone. Douglas Montgomery was full of bad and he made the story interesting.
I consider myself somewhat of a paranormal connoisseur/geek. I originally bought this book because my friend knows the author and I recently moved away from Seattle and was missing home. The book was cleverly written and totally kept me engaged the whole time. It was LOL funny in some of the quirkily written things the characters would say and quite surprising and different from my other paranormal reads. I can't wait for book number two!! ;)
HOLD ME CLOSER, NECROMANCER, by Lish McBride, is an exceptional story about a seemingly normal boy with an extraordinary gift that is both powerful and dangerous. Sam has always felt out of place and down on his luck until a very powerful necromancer senses him. Sam has just days to unleash his power or he will meet his demise. I loved this book! I have read a handful of necromancer books and this one stood on its own quite successfully, due to the fact that a necromancer was not the only supernatural being present. McBride picked a wide-range of supernatural characters and placed them strategically in the book to make a well-orchestrated paranormal feast! Sam is extremely likable. He may feel like a loser because he is a college drop-out, working in a fast food joint, and living in a less than desired apartment; but he is extremely honest with himself and has a fantastic group of friends. Ramon, Frank, and Brooke were probably the best friends anyone could ask for, especially in the whirl-wind situation Sam found himself in with Douglas. They researched, , and even lost part of themselves (you will understand when you read the book) in the fight to keep Sam alive. And Brid was also a great match for Sam. He broke down her hard exterior to understand her inner wolf. They were incredibly adorable even though the circumstances that brought them together was interesting to say the least. With this amazing cast that McBride created the surprises just kept on coming. I laughed a lot and nearly cried while reading this book, and I think anyone who loves paranormal will have a great time reading this one.
This was a fantastic debut novel! Sam was a hilarious character that was colorful and really came to life and flew off of the pages. He's a loser who dropped out of college to work at a fast food joint, until one day he finds out that he is a necromancer, and there is a whole supernatural world around him. When his friends head is delivered to him on his door stop as a warning, things really start to get scary. They also start to get funny when Brooke (the aforementioned head) starts talking! Sam has to find a way to get out of the grasp of the evil necromancer Douglas before all of his family and friends end up hurt. This was full of funny characters. Lish McBride really breathed life into each and every character that graced the pages. It was a fun fast read that had me doubling over in laughter on the same page it had me gasping in shock and terrified for the characters! It takes really great writing to pull me into a book like this one and pull so many emotions out of me! I really didn't expect to enjoy this book very much and I was pleasantly surprised to find that I loved it! I recommend this to anyone who loves to read and laugh! Content from readingangel.com