Trial by Fire (Worldwalker Series #1)

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"A Must Read Romance. This is one of the best books I've read this year. It has everything a book should have: action, adventure, violence, a butt-kicking heroine and one hot hero." —USA Today

 

This world is trying to kill Lily Proctor. Her life-threatening allergiesmake it increasingly difficult to live a normal life, and after a completely humiliating incident ruins her first (and perhaps only) real party, she's ready to ...

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Overview

"A Must Read Romance. This is one of the best books I've read this year. It has everything a book should have: action, adventure, violence, a butt-kicking heroine and one hot hero." —USA Today

 

This world is trying to kill Lily Proctor. Her life-threatening allergiesmake it increasingly difficult to live a normal life, and after a completely humiliating incident ruins her first (and perhaps only) real party, she's ready to disappear.

 

"Come and be the most powerful person in the world."

Suddenly, Lily finds herself in a different Salem. One overrun with horrifying creatures and ruled by powerful women—including Lillian, this world's version of Lily.

 

"It will be terrifying. It was for me."

What made Lily weak at home, makes her extraordinary here. It also puts her in terrible danger. Faced with new responsibilites she can barely understand and a love she never expeceted, Lily is left with one question: How can she be the savior of this world when she is literally her own worst enemy?

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
09/29/2014
A native of Salem, Mass., Lily Proctor seems allergic to the world—she can't even go out with her crush Tristan without collapsing, sick, in front of her classmates. When a powerful witch named Lillian, identical to Lily in every way, tricks her into crossing into a parallel Salem, Lily's "allergies" become symptoms of her enormous power as a "Crucible." In this medieval yet modern alternate Salem (which Lillian rules), fearsome, manmade creatures called the Woven terrorize non-citizens. As at home, Lily has a sister, Juliet, and a friend named Tristan in this Salem, but there is also Rowan, a beautiful witch's mechanic, or attendant, to whom Lily is powerfully drawn. Angelini (the Starcrossed series) creates an escapist fantasy infused with magic and complicated romance, while taking up themes of science gone wrong and humans' endangerment of the world and their environment. The ways in which the two worlds mirror one another—specifically, how Lily's weakness in one realm means strength in the other—provide emotional resonance and fascinating possibilities for subsequent books in the Worldwalker trilogy. Ages 12–up. Agent: Mollie Glick, Foundry Literary + Media. (Sept.)
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"A Must Read Romance. This is one of the best books I've read this year. It has everything a book should have: action, adventure, violence, a butt-kicking heroine and one hot hero." —USA Today, Happily Ever After

 

"Angelini creates an escapist fantasy infused with magic and romance, while taking up themes of science gone wrong and humans' endangerment of the world and their environment. The ways in which the two worlds mirror one another provide emotional resonance and fascinating possibilities for subsequent books in the Worldwalker trilogy." – Publishers Weekly

 

"The likable Lily is guided by strong convictions, and a startling conclusion will have readers anticipating the next chapter in the Worldwalker trilogy." - Booklist

 

"Readers will be swept into the inner workings of crucibles and witches and left eager for more . . . a richly drawn world of keenly devised magic." - Kirkus Reviews

 

"Angelini's latest series opener combines the best elements of a magical fantasy with hints of sci-fi, history, and romance." - School Library Journal

 

"A compelling, intricate world, a swoony romance, and a memorable cast make this one a blazing success." - BCCB

School Library Journal
07/01/2014
Gr 8 Up—Lily Proctor knew she shouldn't have gone out on Friday night with her best friend, and now boyfriend, Tristan. Lily has powerfully debilitating allergies, can't handle even a sip of alcohol, and breaks out in hives at the mere suggestion of shellfish. When the vodka slipped into her soda sends Lily into a fever-induced seizure, she is transported into another world, Salem, by an evil version of herself. Salem features Crucibles (witches who control technology) and monsters that haunt the shadows. On the plus side, the protagonist's severe allergies are suddenly gone. Lily must befriend Rowan Fall, a moody yet irresistable man who becomes her guardian, and train with Rowan and his friends, Caleb and Tristan, to become the strongest witch Salem has ever seen. Meanwhile, the cruel Lillian is doing everything in her power, including murdering innocents, to stop any scientific advances, and will stop at nothing to see the downcast Outlanders that Lily has allied with completely destroyed. Lily, Rowan, Caleb, and Tristan must use magic to stop Lillian, even at the cost of their own lives. Much like Anna Jarzab's Tandem (Delacorte, 2013) and Shannon Delaney's "Weather Witch" books (St. Martin's), Angelini's latest series opener combines the best elements of a magical fantasy with hints of sci-fi, history, and romance.—Eden Rassette, Kenton County Public Library, KY
Kirkus Reviews
2014-07-16
Once meek and tormented by debilitating allergies, a girl is transported to an alternate universe and becomes a staggeringly powerful witch. Lily Proctor leads a painful life in Salem, Massachusetts, stricken with seizures and responsible for the care of her schizophrenic mother. When her best friend and unrequited love, Tristan, betrays her at a party, Lily finds herself listening to a mysterious voice inside her head that offers a way out. Suddenly, she appears in an unfamiliar version of her town and is greeted as the Lady of Salem. It appears that Lillian, an alternative version of Lily, summoned her from this other Salem. Realizing she can't trust her doppelganger, Lily flees, stumbling into Rowan, a man once harmed by the true Lady of Salem. Desperate to get back home, Lily unwittingly becomes embroiled in the struggles of new friends. In this Salem, Lily's fevers give her power. She's a crucible—able to change heat into force. But to what end will she harness that power? Angelini begins with a trite setup in present time but quickly subverts tropes once Lily arrives in the alternative Salem. Lillian makes for a mostly absent villain, leaving the bulk of the tension to Lily and Rowan. Readers will be swept into the inner workings of crucibles and witches and left eager for more. A clichéd start gives way to a richly drawn world of keenly devised magic. (Paranormal romance. 14 & up)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781250050885
  • Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
  • Publication date: 9/2/2014
  • Series: Worldwalker Series , #1
  • Pages: 384
  • Sales rank: 43,906
  • Age range: 12 - 17 Years
  • Lexile: 800L (what's this?)
  • Product dimensions: 5.60 (w) x 8.40 (h) x 1.30 (d)

Meet the Author

Josephine Angelini

Josephine Angelini is the internationally bestselling author of the Starcrossed series, and a graduate of New York University’s Tisch School of the Arts in theater, with a focus on the classics.  Originally from Massachusetts, she now lives in Los Angeles with her screenwriter husband and three shelter cats.

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CHAPTER

1

Lily Proctor ducked into the girls’ room, already yanking back her rebellious hair. Aiming for the toilet through a blur of tears, she vomited until her knees shook.

Lily had been symptomatic all day, but she knew she’d rather eat her own foot than get sent home. Tristan would never take her to the party that night if he knew she was having another one of her epic reactions, and Lily couldn’t afford to miss this party. Not now. Not when things between her and Tristan had so recently—and so wonderfully—changed.

Tristan Corey had been Lily’s best friend all her life. They’d grown up together, building tent cities out of his mother’s clean sheets and space stations out of sofa cushions. Most kids drift apart when they start to grow up—Lily knew that. Some figure out the trick of being cool, and others stay runny-nosed geeks for the rest of high school. But to Tristan’s credit, no matter how popular he got over the years, or how isolated Lily became as her allergies intensified and embarrassing rumors about her mother spread, he never once backed away from their pinky-swear promise to be best friends forever. He never tried to hide how close they were or pretended not to care about her because other kids thought she was strange. The only reason he rarely let her go to parties with him was because lots of kids smoked at them, and Lily’s lungs couldn’t handle smoke.

Or at least, that’s what Tristan said. Since Lily had never been to one of these parties herself she couldn’t know for sure, but she had a sneaking suspicion that Tristan didn’t bring her with him because he was usually going to hook up with a girl. Or several girls.

Everyone in their graduating class knew that Tristan was the biggest player in Salem, Massachusetts. Sophomore year, he’d come back from summer baseball camp a foot taller and achieved legendary status by dating a senior. Ever since then the girls—and women—of Salem had passed him around like a pair of traveling pants. Unfortunately for Lily, she’d had a crush on Tristan since she first realized that there was a difference between boys and girls—way before he rode the testosterone rocket to studliness. And she’d suffered for it.

For years, she’d had to pretend that she was okay with being his girl Friday. They’d run everyday errands together—driver’s ed, shopping for cleats, studying—and then, inevitably, some girl would call and he’d leave. Lily never told him how much it killed her to see the excited flush grazing his cheekbones or the hungry shine in his blue eyes when he’d give her a distracted hug good-bye and dart off to meet his latest conquest. Tristan had never looked at Lily like that. And as she heaved monstrously into the toilet, Lily had to admit she couldn’t blame him for taking so long to finally kiss her.

The kiss had come out of the blue. They’d been hanging out, watching TV, and Lily had fallen asleep on his leg like she’d done a thousand times before. When she opened her eyes, he was staring down at her with a stunned look on his face. Then he’d kissed her.

That was three days ago. Even thinking about it still made Lily shake. One second she’d been asleep, and the next Tristan was on top of her—kissing her, touching her, and slowly moving against her. Then he’d suddenly pulled away and tried to apologize. But Lily wasn’t sorry at all, and she didn’t want him to be, either.

They hadn’t talked about it, but the next morning he’d held her hand at school. He’d even given her a sweet little kiss in front of his jock friends right before practice. Lily had never dated anyone and didn’t really know how these things worked, but she was pretty sure that by taking her to the party tonight he would be announcing to everyone that they were officially together. So Lily didn’t care if she coughed up her spleen or sneezed out an artery. She was going to that party if it killed her.

When she was finally done vomiting up the leaves, twigs, and roots that made up her vegan lunch, Lily staggered over to the sinks to mop her face.

She moaned when she looked in the mirror. It was worse than she’d expected. Her alabaster-white skin was flushed such a bright red it looked like someone had slapped her across the face. Crimson hives were rising like whip marks across her wing-like collarbones and her green eyes were glassy with fever. Quickly recounting everything she’d eaten that day, she couldn’t think of what could have caused such a runaway reaction. Her allergy must have been caused by something she couldn’t see, like the chemicals they used to clean the school, but she couldn’t really be sure of that.

Lily twisted her slippery strawberry-colored curls up close to her scalp and stabbed the thick mass into a messy French twist with a pencil. She took off her SAVE THE WHALES T-shirt and bent over a sink in her bra, trying to coax colder water out of the lukewarm tap by batting it with her fingertips. She splashed the not-quite-cool-enough water over the angry rash that was rising like a hot tide up her hyperreactive body.

The bell rang, signaling the end of her lunch period, and Lily had no choice but to reach into her bag for one of her many emergency kits. She dug past a bottle of quick-dissolve steroid pills and her inhaler, and went straight for the Epipen. She took the green cap off the tube of sterile plastic and jabbed the tip through the jeans covering her thigh, gritting her teeth against the painful stab.

Technically, she wasn’t supposed to use her Epipen except in a life-threatening situation, but since she had no idea what was causing such a violent reaction, she figured it was better to be safe than sorry. As the medicine cocktail from the Epipen flooded her system, Lily’s symptoms began to diminish. Her eyes stopped watering and her vision cleared. She shivered violently as the adrenaline from the shot rushed through her system, then realized that her entire upper body was wet. Hands shaking with the jitters, she dabbed at herself with some paper towels and put on her T-shirt as the bell rang a second time, signaling the start of the next class.

Lily ran out of the girls’ room, up the stairs, and thundered down the nearly empty hallway to Mr. Carnello’s classroom just before he closed the door.

“Sorry, Mr. Carn.” She panted as she ducked past him.

“Are you alright?” Mr. Carnello asked her, glancing down at Lily’s top and then quickly away.

“Sure. I just had a … thing,” she mumbled distractedly, and darted into the room.

Tristan looked up from his spot at their lab table and narrowed his eyes at her as she made her way over to him. She noticed a couple of people looking at her strangely as she sat down. She tried to smile back at them in friendly way, but they all looked away from her without making eye contact.

“Lily,” Tristan hissed at her.

“What?” she hissed back.

“Why are your boobs wet?”

“My what?” Lily looked down at her T-shirt and saw that the white material was completely transparent where her soggy bra had soaked through. Mortified, she crossed her arms over her chest. She could hear a few guys snickering in the corner and saw Tristan’s head spin around, silencing them with a look.

“Do you need a moment to collect yourself, Miss Proctor?” Mr. Carnello asked kindly.

“No. We’re good,” Tristan answered for Lily as he quickly pulled his sweater over his head.

The shirt he was wearing underneath hiked up accidentally as he did so, and a few girls whispered excitedly at the glimpse of rippling muscles and velvety skin. Tristan helped Lily into his sweater as if he didn’t even hear them. Considering the fact that he just had to walk past most girls to make them groan out loud, he probably didn’t. But Lily heard them, and felt herself flush with even more heat as she resisted the urge to strangle them.

“Do you have a fever?” he asked.

“I always have a fever,” Lily replied grumpily, which they both knew was true.

Lily’s body ran hot—about 102 degrees on a normal day. On a bad day, her fever could shoot up as high as 111 degrees. The doctors had no idea how she’d survived some of her worst attacks, but then again, they had no idea about a lot of things where Lily was concerned.

“I’m serious,” replied Tristan, pointing accusingly at the spot of blood on her jeans where she’d impaled herself with the Epipen. “Do you need me to take you home? Or the hospital?”

“I’m fine,” she replied emphatically. “Really. I feel great.” She paused and smiled ruefully. “Well, apart from the whole wet-boobs-in-class thing.”

Lily gave him a saucy look and nudged his arm, brushing the whole thing off. After everything that people had said about her and her family, a wet T-shirt was the least of Lily’s problems. Tristan’s big blue eyes sparkled and his light-brown hair fell across his forehead as he ducked his head with quiet laughter. He had a million little gestures like this that left her star struck. He was almost too pretty to look at sometimes, and Lily couldn’t believe how lucky she was that he was finally hers.

“Pay attention to Mr. Carn,” she chastised, like Tristan had been the one to disrupt class. He nudged her back and they focused on the lecture.

“If any symbol fits the universe better than this one”—Mr. Carnello spun to his projector and drew the sideways figure eight that represented infinity—“it would be this one.” He drew an equal sign. “Newton proved that if you hit a ball with a known amount of force, that force doesn’t disappear. It’s turned into kinetic energy, and the ball flies a distance that you can measure with accuracy. Why? Because energy in”—he tapped one side of the equal sign—“is equal to the energy out.” He finished by tapping the other side of the equal sign. “So. Energy changes. Matter can even change into energy—we’ll get to Einstein’s E equals mc squared later—but you can’t make something out of nothing. This is the first law of thermodynamics. Now! Thermo, which is Greek for ‘heat,’ and dynamics, from the Greek dynamikos, which means ‘power.’ Heat and power are two halves of the same whole.”

Mr. Carnello began to scribble furiously as he mumbled to himself. Lily and Tristan looked at each other and grinned. They both loved science. In fact, Tristan had scored higher on his Biology Achievement Test than anyone else in the state that year, and he was seriously thinking about enrolling as a premed student in one of the Ivy League schools that he would apply to this winter. It was only early November, and seniors still had another month or two to pick colleges, declare their majors, and basically figure out the rest of their lives before they all turned eighteen. Lily was sure Tristan had already decided to be a doctor someday. After spending so much time visiting her at Mass General when she was having one of her more severe attacks, he certainly knew his way around a hospital.

Lily wasn’t particularly interested in being a doctor herself, but she studied all the sciences with a passion. She had always been able to understand physics intuitively, and on the days she was feeling particularly put upon, Lily believed this was because her body was a wacky science experiment gone wrong. Every year, Lily’s ailments grew worse, and not even the cadre of specialists in Boston she went to see every month knew how to treat her. She’d always dreamed of chaining herself to an endangered redwood tree or participating in a long sit-in to stop animal testing, but the truth was, her body would never let her do those things. She probably wouldn’t even be able to live on campus when she went to college next year—if she was healthy enough to attend college at all.

A wave of anxiety overtook her at the thought of Tristan going far away to college. Harvard and Brown were close enough for him to commute easily, but what if he decided to go to Columbia—or worse, Cornell? Ithaca was a six-hour drive from Salem.

As Mr. Carnello delved into the finer points of thermodynamics, the adrenaline from the Epipen shot abandoned Lily all at once, leaving her with a killer headache and a raging case of paranoia about her changing status in Tristan’s life. She resisted the urge to rub her temples and beg Tristan to stay in Boston. Every time Tristan looked over at her to see if she was okay, Lily smiled brightly to prove how great she felt. What she really needed was about a gallon of water to wash away the bitter film that was coating the inside of her mouth, but she’d have to wait until after class to go to the bubbler or Tristan would know she felt sick. Lily nearly sighed with relief when the bell rang.

“Thanks for the loaner.” She pulled Tristan’s sweater off and handed it to him. “I think my boobs are sufficiently dry now.” She fanned her flushed face. “Actually, I think they’re cooked. I was roasting all period.”

“And I was freezing.” Tristan gratefully put his sweater back on with a shiver. “Mr. Carn always keeps his room so damn cold.”

“The half-dissected cats like it better that way.”

“You’re just lucky I love you.”

“Yeah, right. You just didn’t want me flashing the whole room!” Lily exclaimed a bit too loudly.

She watched Tristan grab his stuff and hurry out of the room, not even thinking twice about his choice of words. He said he loved her every now and again. It didn’t mean the same thing to him as it did to her, and Lily knew it. But she also knew that he did care deeply about her, which made the situation all the more confusing. Since their steamy episode on the couch, Tristan hadn’t tried anything sexier than a few chaste kisses and a lot of hand-holding. He loved her—Lily had known that for years—but he just didn’t seem to be all the crazy about her body.

Not that she had a bad body, Lily thought as she grabbed a sip from the bubbler and then followed Tristan to their side-by-side lockers. Sure, she had skin that was much too fair for the current style and she was painfully skinny, but even she was aware of the fact that she had a great face. Well, Lily conceded, she had a great face when it wasn’t leaking snot or covered in hives, which wasn’t very often. And the hair was a problem. Bright red, thicker than polar bear fur and curly as scissor-skinned ribbons on a birthday present, Lily’s hair was a force to be reckoned with. She wouldn’t be surprised if it could be seen from space, and she spent most of her time pinning it back, pulling it up, and generally trying to convince it not to eat her face.

Lily hated her hair, probably because it reminded her so much of her mother’s. Her big sister, Juliet, had pin-straight locks in a perfectly respectable shade of brown, but not Lily. Oh, no. On top of having to wear a battalion of medic-alert bracelets that proclaimed her freakiness to the world, Lily had also been saddled with her mom’s crazy hair.

Lily fervently hoped she hadn’t gotten her mom’s crazy mind to go with it.

“Are you sure you want to go to your last class?” Tristan asked skeptically as he watched Lily pull her Spanish textbook out of her locker. “I could get a pass and drive you home right now,” he offered.

“What for?” Lily said brightly.

Tristan straightened to his full height of six foot two and turned toward her. He reached out with one of his long, supple arms and boxed her in against the wall of lockers. She went still and looked up at him. Tristan was one of those rare guys whose skin always managed to look dewy and fresh, like every inch of him was utterly kissable.

“No jokes. No acting tough,” he said, easing closer to her until his thighs rested on hers. Tristan brushed her cheek with the backs of his fingers. “You don’t have to come with me to the party tonight.”

Lily frowned. If he thought she was so sick, why would he go to the party without her? She was about to ask him when a shrill voice interrupted them.

“Are you serious?”

Lily and Tristan broke apart and turned to see Miranda Clark staring at them, her hands planted on her shapely hips and an exaggerated look of disgust on her spray-tanned face. Half the hallway full of students slowed to gawk.

“What, Miranda? You got something to say?” Tristan said rudely.

“Yeah, I got something to say,” Miranda retorted, her lower lip trembling.

Lily felt bad for her. Under all that lip gloss and chemically treated blonde hair, it was easy to see that she was hurt. Tristan didn’t talk about his love life with Lily, but she was pretty sure that Miranda and he had been involved a few weeks back. Lily wasn’t sure exactly when they’d stopped seeing each other, but from the stunned look on Miranda’s face, Lily guessed that it had been recently. Maybe too recently.

“This should be great,” Tristan said, crossing his arms and smirking. “Remember to use your big-girl words, Miranda.”

Lily gaped at Tristan, surprised at how cruel he was being. True, Miranda Clark wasn’t the smartest girl in school, but she was two years younger than they were. Of course her vocabulary wouldn’t be on the same level as theirs. What was he doing hooking up with a fifteen-year-old to begin with? The whole episode was leaving a bad taste in Lily’s mouth.

“Miranda. I’m sorry you’re upset, but maybe we should talk about this later?” Lily said. Miranda didn’t appreciate Lily’s peace offering. In fact, she looked like she was just about to pounce on Lily and beat the crap out of her.

“This isn’t your mess, Lily,” Tristan said tiredly. “Go to Spanish. I’ll handle her.”

“Mess?” Miranda said, focusing her rage on him. “You think I’m a mess?” she repeated, her tone sliding up an octave.

The bell rang, breaking up the knot of bystanders, but Miranda didn’t move. She waited, eyes bright with furious tears, for Tristan to deal with her.

“Go,” Tristan repeated to Lily. “I got this.”

Lily turned and went to her class. Behind her, she could hear the two of them arguing. The volume rose steadily until Lily could catch the last retort from all the way down the hall.

“Whatever, Miranda,” Tristan said. “I honestly don’t care about what you think.” Then Lily—and half the student body—heard Miranda slap Tristan across the face.

Lily ducked into her classroom rather than go back and defend Tristan as she might have a few days ago. This wasn’t the first time a girl had slapped her best friend, but it was the first time Lily believed he’d really deserved it.

After school, Lily felt a bit strange getting a ride home from Tristan as she usually did. Having no other option, she waited in the parking lot by his car and grimaced when she saw the hassled look on his face as he came toward to her.

“I could have my mom…” Lily began halfheartedly.

“Your mom? Driving? Like I want innocent blood on my hands,” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“She’d never make it out of the driveway, anyways,” Lily said dryly. “The garage confuses her.”

Tristan unlocked the doors on the Chevy Volt that he kept immaculate for Lily, and they both got in.

“Sorry about today,” he said sincerely. “I didn’t mean to drag you into it.”

“That was some slap. How’s your face?”

He sighed dramatically. “Unfortunately, the nurse said that slap was loaded with cooties.”

Lily sucked in a pained breath. “Cooties. You know what that means?”

“They’ll have to amputate.”

“Girls across the tri-state area will be inconsolable. A national day of mourning is sure to follow.”

He smiled at her lazily, his mouth inches away, eyes locked with hers. Lily desperately wanted to forget the whole thing and kiss his cootie-infested face, but something held her back.

“How’s Miranda?” Lily asked, looking down at her hands.

“How should I know?” Tristan turned back to the steering wheel and started the car. His coldness toward Miranda disturbed her. Was this how Tristan treated every girl he was finished with?

“Do you want me to talk to her?” Lily offered. “I can tell her it was unexpected. That she’s got the wrong idea about us and what happened.”

“Miranda has so many wrong ideas in her head I don’t see how setting her straight about one of them will make any difference. She’s not the sharpest tool in the shed, Lily.” Tristan glanced at the look on Lily’s face while he drove out of the parking lot and knew what she was thinking. “I know, I know,” he said with exasperation. “If I think she’s an idiot, I probably shouldn’t have fooled around with her in the first place, right?”

“She’s a lot younger than us, Tristan. Two years is a big deal,” Lily objected gently.

“I guess.” He sighed. “But trust me, Lily. Miranda’s not some innocent little girl. I didn’t, you know, ruin her or anything.”

“Ruin her? What century is this?” Lily chuckled. Tristan’s lips turned up in a tiny smile. Lily took a second to steel herself for the next question. “Were you still involved with Miranda the other night?”

He rolled his eyes. “She wasn’t my girlfriend. I never made any promises to her, and it was idiotic of her to think we were going to be a couple.”

They drove in silence for a bit.

“Just out of curiosity, how would a girl know if you were going to be a couple?” Lily was reaching—fishing for a commitment from him like she was one of his desperate admirers. She disliked herself for it, and as the silence stretched out, her question hanging like a bad smell in the air, she started to dislike him for not answering her. They pulled into Lily’s driveway, Tristan’s face never even twitching to show that he’d registered what she’d said.

“I’ll pick you up at seven for the party,” he said, then drove off.

Lily stood outside in the cold sea air after Tristan left. She liked the cold. She especially liked the clean, salty air that blew in off the Atlantic Ocean, which was pounding away at the rocky shore just a few blocks from her house. Cold, damp air cleared her head and soothed her skin. Luckily for Lily, growing up in Salem meant that there had always been plenty of blustery winds off the water.

When she was comfortable and cool, Lily turned and went inside the ancient Colonial house that had been in her family since the Pilgrims had landed. Literally. Lily’s parents, Samantha and James Proctor, could trace their families back to the Mayflower, and both of them had family members who had either lived in Salem or the surrounding Essex County since there was such a thing as an Essex County on this continent. Sometimes Lily wondered if her raging allergies were from inbreeding, but her sister told her that was ridiculous. Tristan’s family, the Coreys, had been in Salem just as long as the Proctors had, and there was certainly nothing inbred about Tristan.

Lily put her stuff down on the kitchen table and listened to the house for a moment. “Mom?” she called, when she decided it sounded empty.

“Is that you, Lillian?” Only Samantha, Lily’s mom, called her by her full name.

“Yeah, it’s me. Where are you?” Lily wandered toward her mother’s voice, confused. It sounded like she was out in the garage.

“Ah, Mom. Look at this mess,” Lily exclaimed when she saw what her mother was up to out there.

Samantha sat at her old potter’s wheel, her curly red hair sticking out wildly, throwing clay in her pajamas and robe. She was in the spot where Lily’s dad parked his car, but she hadn’t put a tarp down underneath her. The floor was covered in drippings that were already beginning to harden. They’d have to be chipped off, but that was only half the problem. In the parking spot next to that, her mom’s old Jeep Grand Cherokee was splattered with clay. Lily dug her hands into her hair, surveying the disaster.

“There she is—no bumps or bruises! I almost came to get you at school,” Samantha said in chipper way. She only garbled her words a little, and that concerned Lily. The meds made her slur, and the slightly clearer speech could mean that she hadn’t taken all of them today. “But when I didn’t get the phone call from your principal, I knew that my Lillian wasn’t the one that trashy girl had attacked in the hallway. See? That’s how I knew the difference between what happened here and what happened elsewhere.”

Lily tried and failed to work out her mom’s logic.

“And then I saw my wheel!” Samantha continued happily. “And I wondered, why did I ever stop throwing pots?”

Lily looked at the watered-down lump of poorly mixed clay in her mother’s shaky hands and couldn’t think of a way to say the phrase you lost your mind and the meds destroyed your talent so it didn’t sound cruel.

It hadn’t escaped Lily’s notice that before she’d gone to Spanish, Miranda had looked like she’d wanted to attack her but had settled for Tristan instead. Yet, according to her mother, the fight had happened. Elsewhere. The new medication obviously wasn’t strong enough. If her mother was underdosed, things could get ugly. She’d need help.

“Hey, Mom? Aren’t you cold?” she asked brightly. Samantha nodded, like it had just occurred to her that she was. “Why don’t you go inside, and I’ll finish up out here for you.”

“Thank you, dear,” Samantha said placidly. She slid out of her dirty Crocs and took off her ruined robe, handing it to Lily.

“I’m going to take you upstairs, tuck you in, and then make a few phone calls, okay?” Lily said carefully. When her mom got confused like this Lily knew the best way to keep her calm was to be as clear as possible.

“Yes, call your sister and tell her exactly what happened,” Samantha said. Her face suddenly got serious and she grasped Lily’s hands with her clay-covered ones. “There isn’t a Juliet who doesn’t love you,” she said desperately. “Remember that.”

“Sure, Mom,” Lily said, smiling brightly as she pried her fingers free. “Let’s get cleaned up, okay?”

Samantha nodded and shuffled inside. Lily pulled out her cell phone and called her dad, just in case he decided to answer. When she was shunted to voicemail after two rings, Lily didn’t even bother to leave a message. He was obviously avoiding the call and probably wouldn’t check his inbox for hours. She speed-dialed her big sister, Juliet, instead.

“What’s wrong?” came Juliet’s immediate response.

“Mom’s having a bad day,” Lily said, not at all surprised that her sister already knew something was out of place. The two sisters often joked that their phones were so used to making emergency calls that they had somehow learned how to ring more urgently when there was trouble. Lily walked over to the refrigerator and checked her mom’s meds.

“Did she get loose again?” Juliet asked.

“No,” Lily replied thankfully as she counted her mom’s pills. “She just decided to make a few pots. But she neglected to take the car out of the garage first.”

“Fantastic.” Juliet paused. She and Lily started laughing at the same time. “How bad is it?”

“Oh, it’s pretty impressive, Jules.” Lily finished counting the pills. “I just checked, and she took all her meds today, so we’ll have to talk to the doctors about her dosage again. I can clean up the mess myself, but I’m worried about leaving her alone tonight. And I have this thing.”

“A date?” Juliet practically screamed with excitement.

“Sort of.” Lily felt her cheeks heat with a blush. “Tristan’s taking me to a party.”

“A party.” Juliet sighed heavily. “Lily, are you sure about that? With all the hair products and perfume that the girls will be wearing, and the alcohol and smoke?”

“Can you come or not?” Lily asked quietly. “It would mean a lot to me.”

Juliet paused. “We’ll talk about the party when I get there,” she said, and ended the call.

Lily decided to start on the Jeep first. Her dad’s spot could wait. It wasn’t like he’d be coming home that night anyway.

Technically, Lily’s parents weren’t divorced, but her father had pretty much abandoned the family about the time her mother started wandering around sleepy Salem, screaming at everyone to shut up. James had hung in there for a few years. Lily was in eighth grade when her allergy symptoms started escalating exponentially and, as luck would have it, at around the same time Samantha began accosting people at the grocery store. She’d started walking right up to people, telling them she knew about the affair they were having, the bankruptcy they were hiding, or the Adderall they were stealing from their kids to lose weight.

Sometimes she was right, and sometimes she wasn’t. When she was wrong, she simply said that another “version” of the person she’d accused had done what she’d said. Samantha caused a lot of trouble for some good people, but she’d downright humiliated anyone with the last name Proctor. In a small community like Salem, having a crazy mother was not something that was easily overlooked. By the time Juliet went to college two years ago, it seemed like all of Salem had turned on the Proctor family and wanted to run them out of town.

That’s when James stopped coming home most nights. He couldn’t take the embarrassment of being married to the town kook, but he knew that if he filed for divorce he’d end up getting burdened with Lily. No court would grant Samantha custody of a minor with as many medical problems as Lily had, and James didn’t like sickness, either mental or physical. He didn’t file for divorce or involve the legal system in any way because he knew he would end up with more responsibility. Instead, he just stopped showing up.

Lily filled a bucket with soap and water and opened the garage door so she could let out the fumes of the cleaning goop while she scrubbed. Even the non-toxic stuff her mom bought at Whole Foods still irritated Lily if she was around it in its undiluted form for too long. Ten minutes later, her eyes were watering from the chemicals so badly she could barely see. She ignored them. She had a party to go to, damn it, and after everything that had already happened that day, a couple of leaky eyes weren’t about to stop her. Another twenty minutes later, she was mostly done with the Jeep, when she heard Juliet’s car pull into the driveway and park.

“You know what? The way the clay’s all flung out like that, it almost looks festive,” her sister said from the garage door.

“I’ll be your best friend if you check on Mom,” Lily said, wiping her hair off her damp forehead.

“Fever?” Juliet crossed the garage to Lily. Her giant brown eyes were rounded with concern. Lily edged away from her sister’s smooth, cool hands before Juliet could touch her face.

“Just warm from all this exercise,” Lily said.

Juliet cocked her chin as she judged Lily’s health. The gesture accentuated the heart shape of her face, and as she pursed her naturally red lips with worry, Lily thought, as she always did, that Juliet’s mouth looked like a heart inside a heart—a small red one inside a larger, pale one. Lily knew most people considered her sister a bit plain. Juliet dressed conservatively and never wore makeup or styled her straight, mousy-brown hair. But to Lily that stuff was irrelevant. She thought her sister was the prettiest girl she’d ever seen.

“Check on Mom. I’m awesome.” Lily turned Juliet by the shoulders and gave her a playful kick on the rump to get her to go inside.

When Lily finished, she found her sister sitting in bed with their mom, taking her pulse. At twenty, Juliet was already a registered EMT and moonlighted at a hospital to pay her way through Boston University. Sometimes it seemed like everyone closest to Lily had decided at an early age that it would be a good idea to go into medicine—probably because at some point they’d seen paramedics fighting to keep Lily breathing. That kind of experience tends to leave a lasting impression on a kid.

“How is she?” Lily whispered when her sister looked up. Juliet tilted her head to the side in a noncommittal gesture before easing herself off the bed and taking Lily out to the hall.

“Her pulse is racing. Which is kind of hard to do when you have two hundred milligrams of Thorazine and an Ambien in you.”

“Is she alright alone?”

“She’s fine for now,” Juliet whispered, her big eyes downcast.

“Did she say what’s bothering her?” Lily asked. She took Juliet’s arm and led her down the hall to her room.

“She’s paranoid.” Juliet sighed as she sat on Lily’s bed. “She said another Lillian was planning on taking her Lillian.”

“That’s—” Lily stopped, overwhelmed.

“—the way she explains her hallucinations to herself,” Juliet finished for her. “The hallucinations aren’t wrong if they really happen somewhere. She isn’t crazy if there are multiple versions of people and multiple worlds that only she knows about.”

“Yeah.” Lily agreed reluctantly. Something about this explanation bothered her. She knew her mom made stuff up, but how had she known about Miranda nearly starting a fight with her in the hallway? It hadn’t happened, but it almost had. It certainly could have happened if one or two things had worked out differently. “But it’s spooky how close to true her lies sound sometimes.”

“Yeah. I know.”

“And it keeps getting weirder.”

“Schizophrenia is a degenerative disease.”

Juliet said things like that sometimes. It wasn’t to edify Lily, who already knew the ins and outs of their mom’s condition. It was to remind herself that no matter how much of a nightmare all of this seemed, it was still considered normal in some textbook somewhere. Feigning normalcy didn’t help Lily much. Cracking a joke usually did, though.

“Ah, schizophrenia. The gift that keeps on giving.”

Neither of them laughed, but they both smiled sadly and nodded in unison. It helped to have someone to nod with. That’s how Lily and Juliet survived. A textbook answer, a bad joke, and a sister to lean on, and so far they’d managed to keep their dysfunctional little family from going completely down the drain.

“So what’s all this about a party?” Juliet asked.

Lily sat down next to her sister. “It’s the only one I’ve been invited to since junior prom. Which I missed because I got sick,” Lily said quietly. Juliet wanted to interrupt. Lily took her hand and kept going before her sister could argue. “Look, I know what’s happening to me. I know that soon I won’t be able to go to school anymore. I’m out of time, Jules. And it’s okay. Well, no, it isn’t okay, but I’ve accepted it at least. I just want to go to one high school party before I’m stuck inside a plastic bubble for the rest of my life.”

“So. Tristan’s taking you,” Juliet began cautiously.

“Yeah.” Lily looked down, smiling softly. “And I’m pretty sure we’re going as a couple.”

“But he doesn’t care if you don’t go to parties. You know that.”

“I also know how long I waited for this. How long I waited for him. I can’t miss this party, Jules.”

Juliet tilted her head to the side and rested it on Lily’s shoulder. They sat together for a while, comforted just to be close to each other.

“Want me to blow out your hair?” Juliet asked after a long silence. She sat up and looked Lily in the eye, smiling.

“Would you?” Lily jumped off the bed and pulled her sister up with her, as if the melancholy exchange they’d just had was miles away already. “I can never get the back.”

Copyright © 2014 by Josephine Angelini

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  • Posted February 24, 2015

    I highly recommend TRIAL BY FIRE to anyone who enjoys young adul

    I highly recommend TRIAL BY FIRE to anyone who enjoys young adult epic fantasies! 




    The flames rise, and I twist and scream, trying to get away, but the iron shackles on my wrist keep me bound to this stake.




    I’m a witch. And witches burn.




    TRIAL BY FIRE by Josephine Angelini is a mind-blowing start to her new YA fantasy Worldwalker Trilogy. When I read the synopsis for it, I knew I had to read it as I love stories about Salem and about witches and I've enjoyed other books by Josephine that I've read. TRIAL BY FIRE is an unique coming of age tale set within parallel universes with good witches, bad witches, magic, willstones that act like tiny computers, powerful women called Crucibles, spirit-walking, shamans, and some romance - but the primary focus is on our heroine's journey, not the romance.




    Lily Proctor, our heroine, just wants to be normal. She has life-threatening allergies that have always set her apart. But, today, she badly wants to fit in. She wants to enjoy a party with a boy, Tristan, that she's crushed on for years. Unfortunately, that is not going to happen as Tristan breaks her heart and humiliates her in front of half of her high school class in her hometown of Salem, Massachusetts. Talk about having a bad day!




    My full review is posted at Reading Between The Wines Book Club. ..




    4 Wine Glasses!

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  • Posted December 26, 2014

    Really love this book. can't WAIT for the next one. would defini

    Really love this book. can't WAIT for the next one. would definitely recommend to EVERYONE!!

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  • Posted October 21, 2014

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    Great start

    I did enjoy reading this. I was a little confused on what was going on in the beginning. It started a tad awkward (for me at least). I quickly got the mojo of the story and it took off from there.

    I liked the descriptiveness of the "other" Salem. It's a place I would like to live yet not. I would like it there because in ways it seems better and more efficient. The no would be because of certain reasons I will not get into because it would slightly spoil things.

    I liked the characters. I enjoyed seeing Lily grow in the story. She starts off as a little naive and sickly into something impressive. I liked the relationships between Lily and Rowan, Lily and Tristan (the second Tristan, not the first one...in the beginning it's apparent why), and Lily and Juliet.

    I hated the way the ending went down mainly because I have to wait a whole dang year to see what happens.

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  • Posted October 19, 2014

    A unique fantasy filled story of magic and mystery with a young

    A unique fantasy filled story of magic and mystery with a young heroine who is just beginning to learn who she is, a boy unlike any other she's met, betrayal, divided loyalties, loss and love.

    While I was excited by the description Trial by Fire started out slow for me as I tried to figure out what in the world was going on. I was just as confused as Lily which helped me empathize with her. I actually put it down for a few days - never a good sign - but I'm so glad I picked it up again because the story picks up, the action picks up. There was still a lot of 'what?' and 'huh?' but it was a fascinating story. I was glued to my Kindle until I reached the last page and now am eagerly awaiting the next installment.

    Disclosure: ebook provided in exchange for an honest review

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  • Posted October 1, 2014

    Trial by Fire is a must read! I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Jo

    Trial by Fire is a must read! I thoroughly enjoyed this book. Josephine Angelini does a fantastic job world building, and she’s no schlub in character development or dialogue either! This has been the most enjoyable book I have read since The Trudi Canavan book Thief’s Magic.  Lily Proctor lives in Salem, Massachusetts and she is so allergic to everything she is practically living in a bubble. Her best friend and longtime crush Tristan is finally noticing her that way and life is looking pretty good for her. She is the main caretaker of her schizophrenic mother who is constantly babbling about other worlds, and her sister Juliet loves her unconditionally and supports her however she can. At her first (and only) high school party, Lily realizes that her ties to this world are easily lifted and she listens to a plea for help from another world. When she arrives, her understanding of the world is drastically changed and she learns a lot about who she is inside.




    After her alternate self pulls her across dimensions, Lily arrives to a world where she is a Crucible. Crucibles can transmute raw materials and energy into other forms of power, energy or even items like medicine. Science has been outlawed and everything is powered by the coven of witches. Only crucibles who can complete the third level of magic are considered witches, and only the most powerful witches can climb on top of a pyre and transmute the flames into energy. Energy is shared through necklaces called willstone, which are an extension of a persons very being. With the willstone, they can open and lock doors, keep things sealed and if they are magically inclined, it facilitates the usage of magic. There is war brewing between outlanders (Native American mash-up) and the thirteen colonies. The thirteen colonies are under siege from the woven, a magically engineered species of violent animals who are varied in appearance and attitude. Outlanders do not have the protection of a city or a witch, and they live in the forest defending themselves as best they can. The mortality rate is shockingly high. They are not allowed to dabble in science to better their lives, due to an unfair ruling from Lillian, Lily Procter’s doppelganger who dragged her across the worlds.




    Lily is being trained in magic by Rowan, former love interest of Lillian, who is training Lily to help fight against Lillian and stand up for the rights of scientists and the outlander people. Their relationship builds slowly, evolving over time and with experience. Lily is an interesting girl, and her story delves deeply into the nurture vs. nature question. Since Lily and Lillian are the same, will Lily also become evil? Should she be trusted and trained? Should the system that has outcast an entire people be brought low, or do those outcast people have a secret plan and they are just using Lily to further their ends? Should Lily go home to a world that she cannot survive in, or should she carve out a new life where she is pampered yet on shaky moral ground?




    Trial by Fire is fantastic!

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  • Posted September 6, 2014

    Lily Proctor has never got to do things normal teens do. She is

    Lily Proctor has never got to do things normal teens do. She is very sick and it seems she gets more and more problems the older she gets. She decides to have one night of fun as a normal teenager and goes with her best friend and guy she has crushed on forever Tristan. The night doesn't go the way she planned and her life is forever changed. After getting really sick and humiliated in front of half the people at school she just wants to get away. A voice ask her if she wants away from there and she agrees. Soon she finds herself in a different Salem ran by a Crucible named Lillian. Lillian is the one who brought her there and is a different version of Lily. The Crucibles can be very cruel and Lily sees she has a power as well. She may have been weak in her world but in this one she is strong. Now she is in a position to help the need y in this world and take down the cruel ones. In a world full of monsters Lily finds out who she really is deep down and even falls in love.

    Lily to start with is very weak and sick. She has her hands full staying well and taking care of her mother. She seems shy and not really outgoing. You do see right away she can be very stubborn. In the other Salem she comes into her own. She isn't as weak and scared. She learns to use what is inside her to help others. She does have to fight with wanting more than she should. I really liked her. Lillian is an evil person. I did not like her. She uses everyone for her own gain and doesn't care who she hurts along the way. She has her reasons for what she does but she goes way to far.

    I was hooked from the first with this book. At first you get a glimpse inside what Lily goes through every day and how sick she is. She has a breaking point and when it is met that is when she agrees to get away from the hurt. It is nice seeing a character who is not exactly strong but becomes that. Lily really grows into her own and learns o work her powers in the new world. It seems she has to prove something to everyone there. At first they see her as threat then she becomes a huge help to the needy of the place. She could go bad several times but she stays strong and truly uses her power for good. I love how there is a love in this book but it's not what the whole book is about. it is one that grows. There is lots of danger, creatures, horror and more in this thrilling read. The only thing I hate now is the wait to see what will happen next. What will happen to Lilly and what will she do. I hope there is many more worlds she explores and will be interested to see what lies in them. If you want a phenomenal magical read that you won't out down till the end pick this one up.

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  • Posted September 2, 2014

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    **4.5 STARS** Trial by Fire caught my eye because of the book c

    **4.5 STARS**

    Trial by Fire caught my eye because of the book cover. My first impression was that this was going to be a book with a strong heroine and I am happy to say I was right. I was so surprised with this story that I couldn’t put it down.


    Trial by Fire is about Lily Proctor, a teenager in Salem that is suffering from life-threatening allergies. But after an embarrassing and heartbreaking event with Tristan, her best friend and longtime crush, she wishes she could disappear. And her wish comes true by being transported to an alternate universe. 


    In this alternate universe Lily meets her doppelganger, Lillian, who is a cruel leader. She also meets doppelgangers of Juliet, her sister, and Tristan. Stories about alternate universes can be tricky and sometimes confusing. So in the beginning of Trial by Fire it was hard to keep the doppelgangers straight. But after reading more of the story I became comfortable with the different characters. I really liked the heroine Lily. Even though she was always sick in her universe she was determined to not have that stop her. She wanted to enjoy life while she can instead of getting pity from everyone. Once she enters the alternate universe she has less allergy reactions and becomes stronger. Lily’s main focus is on getting back home but when she meets Rowan Fall her plans change. Rowan Fall is a great character. He starts out as a mysterious and mean character. But as the story progresses we learn his backstory and get a better understanding of him. I really liked how the author developed this character and his relationship with Lily. It slowly built from dislike and mistrust to admiration and hopefully to something more. 


    This is my first time reading from author Josephine Angelini and I was really impressed with her creativity. I liked the worldbuilding in this book. Even though Lily jumps into a different universe it was nice to have there be similarities between the worlds. I think this was smart of the author so that readers wouldn’t be so confused. Since Lily is unfamiliar with her surroundings there was a lot of scientific facts in her conversations with other characters. This was interesting but I think some of it made the story drag in some parts. But overall I thought the pace of the story was good and that cliffhanger at the end was so surprising. I can’t wait to read the next book!!


    Trial by Fire is an exciting adventure that I think all fantasy fans should read.

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  • Posted September 2, 2014

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    ***Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog*** Trial by Fir

    ***Review posted on The Eater of Books! blog***




    Trial by Fire by Josephine Angelini
    Book One of The Worldwalker Trilogy
    Publisher: Feiwel & Friends
    Publication Date: September 2, 2014
    Rating: 4 stars
    Source: ARC sent by the publisher




    Summary (from Goodreads):




    Love burns. Worlds collide. Magic reigns.




    This world is trying to kill Lily Proctor. Her life-threatening allergies keep her from enjoying many of the experiences that other teenagers take for granted...which is why she is determined to enjoy her first (and perhaps only) high-school party. But Lily's life never goes according to plan, and after a humiliating incident in front of half her graduating class Lily wishes she could just disappear.




    Suddenly Lily is in a different Salem - one overrun with horrifying creatures and ruled by powerful women called Crucibles. Strongest and cruellest of all the Crucibles is Lillian . . . Lily's identical other self in this alternate universe. This new version of her world is terrifyingly sensual, and Lily is soon overwhelmed by new experiences.




    Lily realizes that what makes her weak at home is exactly what makes her extraordinary in New Salem. It also puts her life in danger. Thrown into a world she doesn't understand, Lily is torn between responsibilities she can't hope to shoulder alone, and a love she never expected.




    But how can Lily be the savior of this world when she is literally her own worst enemy?




    What I Liked:




    Holy smokes, I did not expect to like this book so much. I know that sounds bad, but I didn't *love* Angelini's debut series. I didn't hate it or anything, but it wasn't really a series I enjoyed. I did love the Greek mythology foundation though. Anyway, I really liked the sound of this book. Witches? I know, I usually don't like the sound of this book. But I don't mind being proven wrong, when it comes to books. And hey, this witch book turned out to be EPIC! And AWESOME!




    Lily has a rough life - she's allergic to basically everything, which is a problem, because no one wants to hang out with the sick girl. I mean, dang, you can't even wear hairspray around her. Poor Lily! When her best friend and longtime crush, Tristan, finally wakes up and notices her, she can't not go to the party with him. But at the party, she is humiliated, and suddenly... she's not in her Salem anymore. She's pulled into an alternate Salem, in which she meets an exact copy of her. The thing is, Lillian is a powerful witch in this world, and she is evil. Everyone thinks Lily is Lillian, and wants to kill Lily. But Lily must trust Rowan, Lillian's ex-mechanic, and a few other mechanics, in order to survive, and defeat Lillian.




    Okay, for some reason, I thought this book was completely historical fiction. Like, set in the time of the Salem Witch Trials, etc. That's not the case. This book starts out in the modern world, in which Lily is with her best friend/crush Tristan. But then Lily is transported to a world similar to that of what we readers know as the Salem witch trials. That world definitely has a historic feel to it, but everything is highly paranormal. Witches and crucibles are in abundance, as is magic.




    I LOVE the worldbuilding in this book. Angelini does an amazing job of crafting the world of Salem (both of them), and developing the magic. The willstones is such a cool touch, and all of its properties and restrictions and powers. The witches of Angelini's Salem are different from your typical witch. These witches were crucibles once (not as powerful). They can control mechanics and people with willstones, if the person willingly lets the witch tough the person's willstone. But if you touch a person's willstone without their explicit permission, that's some serious pain coming your way. I LOVE how Angelini takes the time and effort and page space to detail little things, like the Woven or the willstones or the mindspeaking. Of course, all of these things are really big things, but at the foundation level, Angelini does a beautiful job of creating the magic and world from the ground up.




    I really liked Lily. She's sooo stubborn, but also very kind and compassionate. It's so obvious that she's not Lillian. Lily is very forthcoming with her expressions, emotions, and thoughts. She doesn't want to deceive or lie, and she's also pretty selfless. It's hard not to like her. Everyone wants to use her or kill her, but she always seems to want to do what is best for everyone.




    At first, it seems like Rowan totally hates her. And that makes sense, right? Because Rowan really does not like Lillian, that's for sure. Rowan is convinced that Lily is Lillian, just manipulating Rowan for her own causes. That's not true, and Tristan (THIS world's Tristan) sees this. Rowan is hard-headed and stubborn like Lily, but he acknowledges his mistakes.




    I think I really, really like Rowan. He might actually be one of my favorite male protagonists of the year, so far. There is something noble and legitimately powerful about him. He's not necessarily a good guy - for a good portion of the book, he acts like he wants to kill Lily - but he's not a forced typical "bad boy". I really felt for him, as the book went on. It was painfully obvious to me that he loved Lillian, and fell in love with Lily, and he knew how much it would break him if Lily stepped on his heart like Lillian did. 




    So... that being said, I really liked Rowan. And Lily. And Rowan and Lily together. The romance is really, really breathtaking in this book. I absolutely loved reading the scenes between Rowan and Lily. If it was just the two of them, or them surrounded by others, or with Caleb and Tristan, it didn't matter. Every scene seemed to make my heart flutter a little, for Rowan and Lily. They're such a dynamic and passionate and beautiful couple. I could re-read this book just to read the scenes with them together, over and over. Even the ones when Rowan didn't believe Lily wasn't Lillian - even then, I felt the chemistry. Gahhh!




    This book is written in third person. Now, I know that many people do not like third person narratives. I don't understand why not, because third person allows you to see things from an infinite amount of perspectives, if the author chose to do that. In this book, we get third-person perspectives from Lily, Juliet, and Gideon. I won't say who Gideon is, but Juliet is Lily/Lillian's sister. The book isn't necessarily divided between the three of them, but we see each of these three's perspective on things from time and again. This is good, because we get to see things from Lily, the female protagonist, from Juliet, a crucial supporting character, and from Gideon, a villain of a sort. We get to know inside the head of all three of these people, without each narrative being in the first person. I like this! And Angelini does an excellent job with the third-person narratives, in my opinion.




    At first, Lily is being dragged around by Rowan and company (Tristan and Caleb), as a prisoner. But then it becomes obvious that Lily must be introduced to magic, and trained. Soon, Lily has willstones of her own, and she claims some people. Lily uses her power to help others, like cleansing water or burning out fevers. But then she must use it against Lillian. A lot of this book was spent with Lily developing her magical abilities. The climax isn't Lillian against Lily, but it's an intense climax. The ending is... well, a very Angelini ending, even for a first book in a new series. Basically, I need book two now!




    What I Did Not Like:




    Just two things bothered me slightly. For one, we never really got a good explanation about Lily's allergies. Why is she allergic to like, everything, in her world. She's still not exactly healthy in the other Salem. And how do Lily's allergies make her powerful, in the other Salem? I didn't really understand that as well. Maybe I missed something?




    And I mentioned the cl

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