What if your life wasn’t your own?
Liv comes out of a coma with no memory of her past and two distinct, warring voices inside her head. Nothing, not even her reflection, seems familiar. As she stumbles through her junior year, the voices get louder, insisting she please the popular group while simultaneously despising them. But when Liv starts hanging around with Spencer, whose own mysterious past also has him on the fringe, life feels complete for the first time in, well, as long as she can remember.
Liv knows the details of the car accident that put her in the coma, but as the voices invade her dreams, and her dreams start feeling like memories, she and Spencer seek out answers. Yet the deeper they dig, the less things make sense. Can Liv rebuild the pieces of her broken past, when it means questioning not just who she is, but what she is?
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Cindi Madsen sits at her computer every chance she gets, plotting, revising, and falling in love with her characters. Sometimes this makes her a crazy person. Without it, she'd be even crazier. She has way too many shoes, but can always find a reason to buy a new pretty pair, especially if they're sparkly, colorful, or super tall. She lives in Colorado with her husband and three children.
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All the Broken Pieces
By Cindi Madsen, Stacy Abrams, Alycia Tornetta
Entangled Publishing, LLCCopyright © 2012 Cindi Madsen
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White ceiling, a fuzzy face hovering over hers. Gloved fingers against her skin. A steady chirping noise mixed in with words she couldn't quite catch hold of.
Opening her eyes took so much effort. And they kept closing before she got a good look. One prick, another. Tugging at her skin. A blurry arm moved up and down in time with the pinpricks.
I think I'm going to puke.
Strange, dreamlike voices floated over her. "I think she's waking up."
"She's not ready yet."
Cold liquid shot into her arm at her elbow and wound up to her shoulder, through her chest, until it spread into her entire body. Then blackness sucked her back under.
* * *
Her leg twitched. Then an arm. She wasn't telling them to move; they kept doing it on their own. Her eyes flickered open and she caught a flash of a white ceiling. The chirping noise sounded out, steady and loud.
With a gasp, she shot up.
Hands eased her back down into the soft pillows. "Take it easy," a blurry form said.
She blinked a couple times and her vision cleared.
A woman stood over her, a warm smile on her face. Her dark hair fell from behind her ear as she moved closer. "How are you feeling?"
Confusion filled her. She felt lost, scared. She wanted ... she wasn't sure what. "I'm ..." Her throat burned as she tried to form a sentence. "I don't ..." The words didn't sound right. They were thick and slurred. Frustration added to the confusion as she tried again. "What's ... going ... am I?"
The woman reached down and cupped her cheek. "Shh. You were in an accident. But everything will be fine."
She searched her memory. There was nothing. Nothing but flashes of being in this room. "I feel ... strange."
"But you're talking. That's an excellent sign." The woman sat on the edge of the bed. "Do you remember anything? The accident? Your name?"
Pain shot across her head as she searched through the fuzziness. Tears pricked her eyes. "I don't remember ... anything."
"Olivia, honey, it's me. Your name is Olivia, and I'm ..." Her smile widened and unshed tears glistened in her eyes. "I'm your mother. Victoria Stein."
Olivia tried to put the images together, tried to make sense of it all. But it didn't fit. Or she couldn't remember if it did. A tear escaped and ran down her cheek.
The woman — Mom — leaned down and hugged her. "It's okay. You were in a bad car accident and had to have several surgeries, but you're going to be just fine. Because I'm going to take such good care of you."
Mom squeezed Olivia's hand. "Let me go get Henry — your father. He'll be so glad to see that you're finally awake."
When Dad stepped into the room, he didn't look familiar, either. Olivia saw the concern in his eyes, but there was something else. He seemed reluctant.
Mom pointed at the chirping monitor. "Look at her heart rate. She can understand me, and she can talk."
Why is she saying it like that? Like it's a big surprise. Olivia licked her lips and forced the question from her dry throat. "Why wouldn't I be able to talk?"
Mom sat on the foot of the bed. "Because, dear, your injuries were so severe. The brain trauma, and your heart ..." She shook her head, then placed her hands over her own heart, looking like she might start crying. "You're our little miracle."
Olivia reached up, feeling the tender spots on her head. Her fingers brushed across a row of — were those little ridges made of metal?
"Careful. The staples are almost ready to come out, but it's still going to be sore for a while."
Staples?! Her stomach rolled. I have staples in my head? She lowered her nowshaking hand. "Can I get a mirror?"
Mom looked at Dad, then back at her. "I don't think that's a good idea. Not until you've healed a little more."
Olivia gave two slow nods. If only everything weren't so strange. If she could just remember something. Anything.
"You're healing very well," Dad said. "And your heartbeat is strong. That's good."
Mom smiled at her. "That's because you're amazing."
Dad grabbed Mom's hand. "Darling, I need to talk to you about something. In the other room."
Mom patted Olivia's leg. "You just relax. I'll be back in a few minutes."
The two of them left the room, but when Mom swung the door closed, it didn't latch. Olivia could hear their voices in the hall.
"I still think we should ..." She couldn't make out the rest of Dad's muffled words. "... know if I can do this."
"... late for that," Mom said. "We'd lose everything, including ..." Her voice faded as they got farther away. "... have to move."
She could tell the conversation was tense, but the words were impossible to decipher now. Holding a hand in front of her face, she turned it back and forth. A plastic tube ran from her arm to a machine next to her bed.
Weird. Everything was weird. She pulled a strand of her hair forward. Dark brown — like Mom's. But it didn't help her remember how she looked or who exactly she was. She kicked off her covers and stared at her legs. Running her gaze up and down, she assessed the damage: a few bruises and cuts. Her chest felt tight. She peeked into her nightgown and stared in horror at the long red stripe running down her chest.
You're alive. You shouldn't be thinking about looks.
She dropped the nightgown, then put a palm over her heart. Ouch.
Lowering her hand, she scanned the room. I wonder how my face looks. From the way Dad stared at me, plus the fact that Mom won't let me see a mirror, it must be bad.
Brains are more important than looks.
That's what ugly people say.
Olivia put her hands on her head and squeezed. "Stop it," she whispered to her arguing thoughts, hysteria bubbling up and squeezing the air from her lungs. What was happening to her? Why didn't she recognize her parents or know where she was? Who she was? Tears ran warm trails down her cheeks. "Just make it all stop."
Mom swung open the door and walked into the room. "What was that, dear?"
Olivia swiped the tears off her face. "Nothing. Is everything okay?"
Mom nodded. "Of course. I'm going to take some time off from work to help you heal. As soon as we get you recovered enough, we're moving. After everything that's happened, I think we could use a fresh start."
Olivia was still too hazy to think about a fresh start. All she knew was that something seemed wrong. Make that everything seemed wrong. So she clung to the hope that she would recover quickly. And that when she did, all the wrongness would go away.CHAPTER 2
Olivia twisted a strand of her hair around her finger as she stared out her bedroom window. Women strode past wearing workout gear and swinging their arms; people walked their dogs; kids rode bikes up and down the street. The outside world was busy. But as usual, she was in her room, on the inside looking out.
A knock sounded on the door, followed by Mom walking in. "The clothes we ordered came today."
Olivia glanced at the cardboard box Mom set on the floor, then returned her attention to the window. A young brunette girl pulled a wagon filled with dolls and stuffed animals down the sidewalk, her mouth moving, even though no one else was near her. Olivia leaned closer to the window, unable to take her eyes off the girl.
I feel like I know her. Or not her, but ... someone.
The image of a white cartoon kitten, red bow over one ear, popped into her head. A heaviness entered her chest, and she had the strangest urge to run outside and throw her arms around the little brunette.
The girl looked up to the window. Normally, Olivia stepped back before anyone saw her; this time, she wasn't fast enough. The girl didn't shrink away, though. Giant grin on her face, she lifted a hand and waved.
It took a few seconds for Olivia to wave back.
"Who are you waving at?" Mom asked.
"Just a little girl."
"Well, don't you want to try these on?"
She had been eager to get clothes that fit better — the first ones Mom ordered had been too big. But now that they were finally here, she wasn't in the mood. It wasn't like new clothes could fix what was wrong with her. "Why'd we have to move before I got a chance to talk to my old friends?"
Mom's head jerked up. "I thought you didn't remember your friends."
Hard as she tried, nothing from her old life — no memories of Rochester, Minnesota, besides the days in her room there — came back to her. She ran a finger down the window, leaving a smudge in its wake. "I don't, but maybe if I just saw them, I'd —"
"You kept to yourself. You were homeschooled. I've told you all this before."
Any time Olivia brought up the past, Mom got so weird. "Fresh start" was like her favorite phrase.
Olivia sighed, then crossed her room and lifted one of the shirts from the box. She slid it out of the plastic bag and stepped into her adjoining bathroom. Even though Mom had seen the scars before, she felt raw and too open when they were exposed.
She peeled off her baggy shirt and dropped her gaze to the line running down the middle of her chest. Over the past month and a half, the scar had faded from bright red to dark pink. But it still looked gross. The one on her neck wasn't much better, though at least she could hide it by wearing her hair down.
She squared off in front of the mirror and stared at the girl looking back at her. She kept waiting for the day when she'd see her reflection and remember who she was. The fact that it never looked right, never seemed familiar, always left her unsettled.
I guess I should just be happy my face healed. I looked like some kind of monster for weeks. Both of the voices in her head had been pretty horrified when she'd first seen her puffy, bruised face in the mirror. Even the one that claimed looks weren't important.
At first the voices had completely freaked her out — she knew it wasn't normal to have constantly arguing thoughts running through her mind. But she was such a mess when she woke up from the coma, and Mom and Dad had already been so stressed over her recovery, that she kept deciding to wait to tell them. Then week after week passed and she didn't know how to bring it up. How to tell them that in addition to being scarred and having no memories, something else was seriously wrong with her.
It's just a side effect from my injuries. They'll go away. They have to.
She pulled the stiff black T-shirt over her head, glad to see it not only fit but also covered her scar.
You should've gone with pink. All the muscles in her body tensed. She waited for the retort, knowing it would come.
I hate pink. It's like happiness threw up on me.
Olivia let out a long breath, trying to release tension, and then focused on what she thought of the shirt. With the intense desert heat, she'd love to wear nothing but tank tops. They didn't cover enough, though.
When they'd moved a couple weeks ago, they'd made the trip at night. Each time she'd woken up, they'd been in a new city, a new state. Until they'd ended up here, in Cottonwood, Arizona.
They pick hot, dry, middle-of-nowhere of all places. There's nothing but dirt and cactuses. Not that it matters. It's not like I ever go anywhere anyway.
"So?" Mom asked. "How does it look?"
Olivia pushed open the door. "Well, it fits."
"You want to try on the rest?"
Trying on another shirt meant facing the stranger in the mirror and the scar on her chest again. "Maybe later."
"Come downstairs, then, and I'll get you a snack so you can take your pills before we move on to your lessons."
When Mom had started reviewing school subjects with her, information popped into her head, slowly at first, then faster and faster. Math was her favorite — it was always the same. And at least something looked familiar, even if it was only proofs. "I'll be right down."
Olivia walked back to her window and pulled the curtains wide. All day she'd been trying to work up the courage to talk to Mom and Dad. Hiding in her bedroom wasn't getting her anywhere, and it was starting to feel suffocating — more like a cage than a haven. At first she'd remained isolated because of how hideous she knew she looked. But now, even after her face healed and her ugly scars could be hidden with her hair and clothing, the thought of being around people she didn't know terrified her.
I've gotta get out there sometime. Sooner rather than later if I'm going to follow through with my plan.
Yesterday she'd gone online to look up more about the town they'd just moved to and found out the new school year started in two weeks. Two weeks to get herself socially ready for public school.
Just thinking about it sent her pulse racing.
You're never going to change the world from your room.
Forget changing the world. How about a little social interaction besides Mom and Dad?
Olivia pressed her fingers to her temples. Maybe getting out with other people would help make the voices go away, too. Or at least drown them out for a while.
She thought about the little girl who'd waved at her. All the people who passed her window, experiencing the outside world, smiling and talking to their friends. She wanted that. She also hoped that by being around people her age, she'd get a better grasp of who she was and then stop feeling so lost.
And smart women are powerful.
So are popular women.
"Argh! No more. Just shut up — both of you!" Trying not to think that yelling at her thoughts made her a total freak, she lifted her chin and took a deep breath. "I can do this," she said, then headed downstairs.
With every step she took, her chest got tighter. By the time she made it to the kitchen, she could hardly breathe.
Dad looked up as she came in. "There's my girl. How're you doing today?"
"I'm okay. How was your first day as the newest doctor at the Cottonwood Cardiac Care Center?" She knew he'd been nervous about it last night, even though Mom had assured him the center would be thrilled to have one of the Mayo Clinic's top cardiac surgeons working for them.
"I hate first days. I don't know anyone; don't know where anything goes. It's good to be home."
The courage she'd built up started to fade. Dad didn't make the outside world sound all that great. In fact, he made it sound intimidating.
Mom pointed to the crackers, cheese, and carrot sticks she'd put out on a platter. "Have something to eat, and here ..." She dumped a handful of pills onto the counter, filled a glass of water, and passed it over.
Olivia took the pills and washed them down with the water. She glanced at the table, where Mom had already set up for today's lesson. Just a couple of books and a lonely notepad. Hours of no sound but her pencil scratching against the paper, Mom's pacing, the clock ticking.
If I ever want to have friends, I'm going to have to face my fear.
Her pulse pounded through her head, and her throat went dry. "I've made a decision. I've decided that I want to enroll in school."
Mom's mouth dropped.
Reaching across the counter and putting a hand on her shoulder, Mom said, "Honey, I don't think that's a good idea."
"She wants to," Dad said. "If she wants to go, we should —"
"But there are germs out there that she's extra vulnerable to because of her condition and the meds she's on. Public school's not a good idea right now."
Disappointment filled her, bursting the image she'd dreamed up of laughing and talking with friends.
Of being normal.
"I'm not going to drop it this time." Dad set his jaw. "You've got to let her live, Victoria."
Mom's nostrils flared, and Olivia braced for the harsh words that were about to be thrown at Dad.
"I'm her mother, and I'll decide what's best for —"
"If you don't sign her up," Dad said, his voice calm but firm, "I will."
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Liv wakes up with no recollection of the accident that changed her life or anything of life before. Her parents decide to move across the country as soon as she's able to move and she quickly learns that asking questions about the accident or her past is one way to upset her parents. In her new high school Liv quickly joins the popular crowd but is intrigued by the quiet, loner Spencer. While trying to figure out the intricacies of her new high school she begins to have dreams where she’s living the life of two very different girls. Is this a side effect of the accident and subsequent surgeries, are these memories of people she no longer remembers or is something else happening? Cindi Madsen has written one heck of a mystery with funny, believable characters. This was a page-turner, I just *had* to know what was going to happen next!
I'm not one to leave reviews because i'm not very good with words but this book is the exception. Livs' story keeps you guessing until the truth comes out. You feel and connect with everything she feels. Her frustration, confusion,trust and love.Then there is Spencer. He's not perfect but really what guy is. Even tho he has his on problems to sort thru, he is excatly the rock Liv needs. He comes off as a jerk at first because he don't feel like he's worthy of anything but being alone. Together they help each other heal. He kept me frustrated but all in a good way. This story shows that not everything is easy but once it happens it turns out to be worth it in the end. He believes her no matter how crazy she sounds and helps her uncover the truth. To sum this book up it's a must read. A perfect mix of love and teenage mistakes and inner strength.
4.5 Stars! This is such a unique concept that's equal parts creepy, cool and romantic. There's also kissing which I'm a HUGE fan of! Liv appears to suffer from multiple personalities and one might jump to conclusions that's she's either schizophrenic or riding the crazy train, but she's not. Even though she has no memory of her life before her accident, she does have really vivid dreams she can't explain and the answers she gets from her parents are shady at best. When she starts a new school, she longs to find a place to fit in, but that's almost always easier said than done. The voices aren't much help as they argue about whether she should hang with the popular crowd or be friends with everyone. Spencer is the one person she can be herself with, even if she isn't exactly sure "who" that self is. When we first meet him, he's a giant angrypants but the more he and Liv hang out, the more he lets his guard down. *clutches Spencer* He's as broken as Liv is, but in different ways and my heart melted into a big puddle of swoon as they worked through her list of "firsts", slowly rebuilding each other along the way. The "creepy" element comes into play as you try to figure out what the heck happened to Liv and when everything is revealed, it's a total "WHOA!" moment. The ending was both unexpected and bittersweet and had me crying ALL THE TEARS! :) One of the things I enjoyed about this read is that there's nothing to cringe about. It has it's heart melting kisses but no sexy parts and the language is mild.
I have to be honest. I don't usually read highschool drama/romance novels. Even in adult litature I don't believe the love story 90% of the time. Most of the time I put love stories down because my eyes start to hurt after all my "yeah right" eye rolls. But Cindi convinced me that real love can exist in a teen novel. Cindi created two very belivable characters who really truly care about each other. But butterflies in the pit of the stomache aren't the only thing that Cindi gives the reader. The mystery that grabs the reader from page one is strong and exciting. I love a good mystery that opens up bit by bit, just giving you enough to want more - and Cindi did that effortlessly ( well at least made it look effortlessly). It's funny because I can't decide if I should write about the characters, the mytery,or the love story - but only because they all move along at an exiting smooth pace that one doesn't over power the other. It builds together and takes the reader on a journey through love, highschool, family and life all wrap in a thrilling mystery. Well done Cindi, I can't wait to read what you write next!
Can someone make a movie out of this book, please? It'd be part thriller, part romance, part awesomeness! I cannot get over how much I loved this book. It's almost like a physiological contemporary and I loved every moment of it. Part sweet and part intense... I couldn't put this book down until the end and it's easily worked its way onto my favorites list. I had so many theories when I read the synopsis. Then I had more theories as I read. Even though I ended up being right... all the mishaps, discoveries, and adorable moments along the way just made it so worth it. How would you feel waking up, instantly moving and not remembering absolutely anything from your previous life? To have to completely start over and not even remember trivial things like how to ride a bike or if you had a boyfriend in the past? Spencer and Liv are like that couple that you pass in the halls of school and want to throw up because they're so adorable. Yet, I absolutely love everything about their relationship. Spencer starts off being hot and cold but all he becomes is the most adorable boy you could ever want. Watching him help Liv figure out her past and not running is just another reason to not let that kid go. And, Liv... isn't quite right. She's quite mixed up honestly yet there's a reason for it all and I loved her strength through every moment. Overall, I absolutely loved this book. It had it's twists, it's turns, it's crazy moments, and all it's sweet moments. I absolutely loved how it was like a thriller slash contemporary. You're constantly trying to figure out what is going on in Liv's head while also watching a girl try to start a new life. I absolutely loved all the revelations and thrilling moments that seem to creep up on you while reading. This was one of those books that once I picked up, I could not flip the pages fast enough. I just had to know what was happening and how it would end. Totally loved and highly suggest picking this one up!
All the Broken Pieces leaves me with one word: WOW. This is a story wholly unlike any I've read before, and whomever says there are no original ideas anymore, is wrong. There is so much that I want to say about All the Broken Pieces that I don't even know where to start. The story begins with a girl, in a room, with no recollection of who or where she is. The only details she can get are from her concerned, overprotective parents, and are vague at best. Liv soon realizes that there seem to be three distinct personalities living in her brain, two distinct opposite, and her's, that remains somewhere in the middle, yet dominant. When Liv's family quickly uproots and she enrolls at a new school, those voices try to lead her down two very different paths, but Liv chooses her own, again, somewhere in the middle. That path leads her to Spencer, a cute, smart guy, who is also a loner. Despite his best intentions, Liv becomes becomes Spencer's friend, slowly. When she finally reveals her secret, that she has no memories, he puts them on a quest to make new memories. But the more time goes by, the more vivid Liv's dreams of another life become. And with Spencer's help, she finally decides to uncover the truth, no matter how horrific it is sure to be. Besides the unique, horrific, and yes, sort of genius unfolding of the story, Cindi Madsen has a real talent for creating realistic, easy-to-love characters. Liv was heartbreaking. Her struggle to maintain a grip on her sanity, find out the truth, fit in at a new school, all the while keeping a wicked sense of humor, made me embrace her. Being a person who will not shut up until I have all the facts, I did at times found her reluctance to push her parents, and Spencer, for absolute truth frustrating. But when I stopped and remembered that she is a scared girl who woke up with a scar on her chest and staples in her head, I gained patience. Spencer, a quiet, broody loner who listens to music to drown other people at school out, he reminded me a bit of Owen from Just Listen by Sarah Dessen. After an accident he (sort of) caused, Spencer shut everyone out, but when Liv comes to town, he slowly lets her into her life. As much as his silence about the past and his hot-and-cold nature bothered Liv (and me), Spencer's eagerness at helping Liv gain new, happy memories made me fall in love with him. Their relationship, full of witty jabs and smart remarks, is my favorite type to read about. I loved them as friends and I loved them as a team. All the Broken Pieces was a beautifully written story of two broken people who help piece one another back together. The ending truly shocked me and the epilogue broke me. It's a story that I want to reread, just to see if I can grab onto more pieces that I missed the first time. Smart, Funny, Heartbreaking, Shocking, and Unique, All the Broken Pieces is a story that I won't forget.
This book is amazing! I love a book with a good mystery that keeps me guessing and this one did not disappoint. Liv was such an interesting character to read and I felt completely connected to her and her story. And let me just say, I loved Spencer!! The perfect boy for Liv. Cindi Madsen is an author that knows how to grab your attention and keep you on the edge of your seat wanting more.This is definitely a book you want to go into spoiler free, so I will stop there. Engaging and beautifully written, ALL THE BROKEN PIECES is a book you will not be able to put down. Loved this book! Big five stars from me!
What would you do if you woke up with no memory of your past, none whatsoever. That is what happens to Olivia "Liv" Stein. Liv finds herself awakening from a coma with not only no memory of her past, she also has a huge scar in her chest and another on her neck, and has been in an terrible accident that she has no recollection of. Her mom and dad suddenly move her across the country to a new state, new town, new people, even though she doesn't even remember the old people in her life. Her mother is quite overprotective and when Olivia questions her about her past, she gets stonewalled, causing her to feel like something isn't quite right. Meanwhile, Liv thinks she is losing her mind, hearing conflicting voices in her head, having dreams of people she doesn't recognize, dreams that seem more like memories. After making the decision to attend the local high school, Liv finds herself friends with the "popular crowd," well sort of. She also meets a boy, Spencer, who comes off as a loner and a jerk, but ends up becoming her best friend. Spencer has a lot of his own issues that he is trying to work past, and his mood swings are.....difficult.....to say the least. Spencer and Liv begin to spend more and more time together. She tells him what happened, and he is determined for her to experience all the things she has forgotten, even making a "bucket list" of sorts, of things Liv needs to do. Liv finds herself falling hard for Spencer, but gets mixed signals from him as to where their relationship is going. Because of things that have happened in Spencer's past, he feels he cannot or does not deserve to have a relationship. These feelings that stem from guilt, anger, and regret, yet he has been a lifeline for Liv, helping her put together all the broken pieces of her life. Heartbroken, Liv decides to date someone, only this doesn't go over well with Spencer, and he must come to terms with what happened or face losing any chance at a relationship with Liv. As Liv's memories become clearer, yet more confusing at the same time, with Spencer's help she finds out the truth surrounding her mysterious past. An inevitable confrontation takes place that results in Liv having to face the unbelievable truth of what has happened to her, and she must make a decision as to how she is going to deal with that truth, which will affect not only her, but those she has come to care so deeply for. I really liked this book. The plot was amazing and mysterious, causing you to think you know what is going on, then keeping you guessing at the same time. As the truth unravels, it even has sort of a sci-fi feel to it. Then of course there is the romance, my favorite part, and Cindi Madsen has done a fantastic job in pulling everything together. I really liked Liv's character. Though she struggles with who she is, she still really wants to do the right thing for everyone. I loved Spencer. Even though he comes across as a jerk sometimes, he redeems himself......swoon......not to mention he is really hot. I enjoyed the relationship between Liv and Spencer, watching it develop from friendship to something more, as they each dealt with their brokenness, while trying to help the other as well. The romance was sweet, and Spencer even had his sexy moments. Then there was the mystery behind what really happened to Liv, why she is having these weird memories and conflicting voices, and why her parents really moved her so quickly, which was intriguing and thrilling. Then of course there is the ending, and the book ended very well, even having an epilogue, and I so love epilogues. Overall, I really enjoyed this story. If you enjoy YA contemporary romance mixed with mystery and intrigue, with the added bonus of a little bit of a science fiction feel to it (you'll see what I mean when you get to the end of the book), then I would definitely recommend that you check out All the Broken Pieces.
When I saw that this was a YA retelling of Frankenstein, it was the first I had come across and I was incredibly curious. This was the second book I have read by this author and it was wonderful! I definitely recommend it and will be reading more of her books in the future.
Thanks to NetGalley and Entangled Teen for the arc of All the Broken Pieces by Cindi Madsen! Olivia wakes up in a hospital recovering from an accident with amnesia. She literally remembers nothing and she keeps having different opinions voiced inside her head. She moves to a new town with her mother and father and begins school. The mystery surrounding Liv unravels through resurfacing memories, some sleuthing and parental confrontation. I did not completely figure out what the mystery was and the unpredictability was a good thing because it kept me interested. I was going to rate this book 3.5 stars, but the epilogue raised my rating to 4 stars.
Wow - now this was totally different! Olivia awakes she has no consistent memories, she's been seriously injured, spent some time in a coma and had multiple operations which have left her with significant scarring, both mental and physical. When she looks in a mirror, she doesn't recognise herself. Her parents are both doctors and she's being cared for outside a hospital. She's been home schooled, but when the family move she decides to start high school. She's worried about the conflicting voices she keeps hearing in her head. Their opposing views are somewhat similar to having a good and bad influence perched on opposite ears, going guidance and suggestions. They also give very different flashback memories or dreams which add to Liv's confusion. Has she ever had a sister? What about the car crash she keeps reliving that is nothing like that described by her parents? As she embarks on education in a new school, with all the ensuing drama and trauma of potential new friends and enemies let alone teachers and expectations, coping with her missing memories will also play a huge part in what happens as she endeavours to uncover the truth about her past - and finds a loving, supportive partner en route. Spencer is the bad boy turned loner, who has isolated himself from the peers with whom he used to be highly popular. This is no instant love story but a well developed exploration of attitudes and behaviour as the couple get to know each other despite initial inaccurate assumptions and expectations. This is a well written novel, I found it gripping from the very beginning, an intriguing, mysterious and enthralling teen romance with great characters and a unique plot that kept me turning the pages, determined to uncover the truth. I received a free copy of this book from the publishers via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.
My Thoughts: I have a curiosity inside when I read a synopsis like the above. Especially when it’s not going to be some sort of paranormal or fantasy element. It makes me think, “Oh, what could it possibly be?!” and I must know. So when I got the opportunity to read this, I was excited. Liv can’t remember what happened to her or why she has two voices battling in her head. Nor can she understand why her parents are so evasive when it comes to answering questions about her life before the accident. They are starting over in a new town and Liv starts to go to school despite her mom’s paranoia. She tries hard to fit in with her classmates, even though part of her doesn’t want to trust them. At the same time, she finds herself drawn to Spencer, the guy who is a loner at school. It’s a bit difficult for her to fit in, since she not only doesn’t remember life before the accident, but the simplest of things, like a knock-knock joke, is completely new to her. Spencer starts helping her discover these things one at a time, and they get closer to each other. All the while, Liv is having vivid dreams that feel more like flashbacks to her former self. Only nothing is making sense, the pieces just don’t fit in together. Will they ever fit together? All The Broken Pieces was a wild ride of epic proportion. I love when you can’t figure out what is going on. The flashbacks keep you guessing and wondering why you don’t know what it could be. The ending was spectacular. I didn’t see that coming. Cindy Madsen can keep your eyes glued to the page because she knows how to keep the story interesting and mysterious. So glad I got the chance to read this one. My Rating: Exceptional
Cant you leave short review . Reveiws arent so you can freaking tell tje book over you say like . It was good you shod read it not in the beginning and soforth thats why peole read the book so you dont have to tell them
Great hook and well written. I could smell the twists chapters before they happened...good foreshadowing. By the way, "Victoria Francesca Stein"? Just awesome haha!
Reviewed by: Valerie Book provided by: Publisher Review originally posted at Romancing the Book When I started reading Liv’s story, I was immediately reminded of another book, The Adoration of Jenna Fox. Both books have characters that have been involved in an accident, were both in a coma, and have big secrets being withheld from them. Liv was a likable character. When her parents felt she was well enough to venture out she went to school and dealt with all the cliques and problems teens have but I really felt for her because she had no memories of anything – pop culture, music, growing up – no memories at all. I felt her frustration as she tried to deal with two different voices in her head besides her own and kept trying over and over to find out what happened to her. Enter Spencer. Hot boy with a shady past and lots of layers. He wasn’t instantly likable but did have that lure that bad boys have. When he and Liv crossed paths, the sparks flew and I wondered how long until they hooked up, despite the fact that everyone warned Liv away from him. I liked the playful side he brought to the story as he encouraged Liv to try out several mundane things for the first time and became her strongest ally. The writing style of this story kept me engaged but it was the secrets each character was hiding that really hooked me. The secondary characters were enjoyable, as well as the pacing, and the story ended in a way that was satisfying.
I really connected with Liv and I was so intrigued by the plot of All the Broken Pieces. Cindi Madsen pulled it off beautifully. I lives the characters as well as Olivia's voice. Spencer was an enigma and hot, just how I like my literary boys to be. Tough guys with tenderness. I really appreciated how he took everything in stride and believed the impossible with Liv. I felt like I was always on the verge of figuring out exactly what was going on with Liv and why she couldn't remember anything but why she was having these strange dreams or flashes of other people and the warring voices in her head. By the end, I had figured out a few of the pieces of the puzzle correctly but it was still a spectacular ending and there were still a few things that I hadn't figured out as well as how they all fit together. I was surprised at the emotions i felt reading this. Liv really had a beautiful voice, and I got right inside her head. The constant confusion and heartache she felt really came off the page. As well as trying to figure out who was really on her side, if everything was a lie, what to think of her parents, her fear that they or she did something terrible and she just can't remember. The romantic tension with Spencer was also well written. I never quite knew what to think of him, but I loved their playful teasing and banter and the glances of tenderness and how he really cares for others and is in pain with some of the things he keeps hidden about his past. The rest of the secondary characters were superb as well. Kiera was a great addition to this story and i loved her bubbles and friendliness. Sabrina was also written well and I was wondering what was brewing there. I do think that there was a bit of rushed and unbelievable resolution with their relationship but i can forgive it because of how everything else resolved. I flew through this book and loved every minute of it. Bottom line: Connected with main character, and loved the premise and how it was executed.