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Crave by Melissa Darnell

Savannah Colbert has never known why she's so hated by the kids of the Clann. Nor can she deny her instinct to get close to Clann golden boy Tristan Coleman. Especially when she recovers from a strange illness and the attraction becomes nearly irresistible. It's as if he's a magnet, pulling her gaze, her thoughts, even her dreams. Her family has warned her to have nothing to do with him, or any members of the Clann. But when Tristan is suddenly everywhere she goes, Savannah fears she's destined to fail.

For years, Tristan has been forbidden to even speak to Savannah Colbert. Then Savannah disappears from school for a week and comes back…different, and suddenly he can't stay away. Boys seem intoxicated just from looking at her. His own family becomes stricter than ever. And Tristan has to fight his own urge to protect her, to be near her no matter the consequences….

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ISBN-13: 9781848450967
Publisher: Mira Ink
Publication date: 04/28/2012
Age Range: 12 - 17 Years

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The last day I was fully human started off like any other April Monday in East Texas. Oh, sure, there were all kinds of warning signs that my entire world was about to come crashing down around me. But I didn't recognize them until it was too late.

I should have known something major was wrong when I woke up that morning feeling like utter crap, even though I'd just snagged a full nine hours of sleep. I'd never been sick before, not even with the flu or a cold, so it couldn't be anything like that.

"Good morning, dear. Your breakfast is on the table," Nanna greeted me as I shuffled into the kitchen. As usual, she was the ultimate in contradictions, her voice and smile a Southern mixture of sweetness and steel. Like your favorite old baby blanket wrapped around a mace. "Eat up. I'm going to go find my shoes."

I nodded and plopped down into one of the creaky chairs at the table. When it came to cooking, Nanna rocked. And she made the absolute best oatmeal in the world, maple and brown sugar with a ton of butter just the way I liked it. But it tasted like flavorless mush today. I gave up after two bites and dumped it in the trash can under the sink seconds before she came back.

"Finished already?" she asked before slurping her tea. The sound grated over my nerves.

"Um, yeah." I set the bowl and spoon in the sink, keeping my back turned so she couldn't see the blush burning my cheeks. I was a horrible liar. One look at my face and she'd know I'd just thrown out the breakfast she'd made me.

"And your tea?"

Oops. I'd forgotten my daily tea, a blend that Nanna made just for me from the herbs she spent months growing in our backyard. "Sorry, Nanna, there's no time. I still have to fix my hair."

"You can do both." She held out my mug, her cheeks bunched into a bright smile that didn't do much to disguise the snap in her eyes.

Sighing, I took the cup with me to the bathroom, setting it on the counter so I could have both hands free to do battle with my wild, carrot-colored curls.

"Drink your tea yet?" she asked ten minutes later as I finished taming my hair into a long ponytail.

"Nag, nag, nag," I mumbled.

"I heard that, missy," she called out from the dining room, making me smile.

I chugged the cold tea, set down the empty mug with a loud thump she'd be sure to hear, then headed for my bedroom to grab my backpack. And nearly fell over while trying to pick it up. Jeez. I must have forgotten to drop off a few books in my locker last week. Using both hands, I hefted a strap onto my shoulder and trudged back down the hall.

Nanna was at the dining table digging through her mammoth purse for her keys. That would take a while. "Meet you at the car?" I said.

She gave an absentminded wave, which I took for a yes, so I headed through the living room for the front door.

As usual, Mom had been on the couch for hours already, talking on her cell phone while drowning in stacks of paperwork and pens she'd be sure to lose under the sofa cushions by the end of the day. Why she couldn't work at a desk like every other safety product sales rep was beyond me. But the chaos seemed to make her happy.

Even as she ended one call, her phone squalled for attention again. I knew better than to wait, so I just waved goodbye to her.

"Hang on, George." She hit the phone's mute button then held out her arms. "Hey, what's this? No 'good morning, Mom,' no hug goodbye?"

Grinning, I crossed the room and bent over to hug her, resisting the urge to cough as her favorite floral perfume flooded my nose and throat. When I straightened up again, my back popped and twinged.

"Was that your back?" she gasped. "Good grief, you sound worse than your nanna today."

"I heard that," Nanna yelled from the dining room.

Smothering a smile, I shrugged. "Guess I practiced too much this weekend." My beginner ballet and jazz classes would be performing in Miss Catherine's Dance Studio's annual spring recital soon. As the days ticked down to my latest impending public humiliation, I'd kind of started freaking out about it.

"I'll say. Why don't you take it a little easier? You've still got two weeks till the recital."

"Yeah, well, I need every second of practice I can get."

That is, if I wanted to improve enough to avoid disappointing my father yet again.

"You know, killing yourself in the backyard isn't going to impress your father, either."

I froze, hating that I was so transparent. "Nothing impresses him." At least, not enough to earn a visit from him more than twice a year. Probably because I was such a screwup at sports. The man moved like a ballroom dancer, always light and graceful on his feet, but I didn't seem to have gotten even a hint of those genes in my DNA. Mom had tried enrolling me in every activity she could think of over the years to help me develop some grace and hand-eye coordination…soccer, twirling, gymnastics, basketball. Last year was volleyball. This year it was dance, both at Miss Catherine's Dance Studio and at my high school.

Apparently my father was fed up with my lack of athletic skill, judging by Mom's argument with him over the phone last September when I began dancing. He really didn't want me to take dance lessons this year. He must have thought they were a waste on someone as uncoordinated as me.

I was out to prove him wrong. And so far, failing miserably.

Mom sighed. "Oh, hon. You really shouldn't worry so much about making him happy. Just dance for yourself, and I'm sure you'll do fine."

"Uh-huh. That's what you said last year about volleyball." And yet, in spite of taking her advice to "just have fun," I'd still ended up hitting a ball through the gym's tile ceiling during a tournament. When the broken pieces had come crashing down, they'd almost wiped out half my team. That had sort of ended the fun of volleyball for me.

Mom bit her lip, probably to keep from laughing at the same memory.

"Found 'em!" Nanna sang out in triumph from the dining room. "Ready to rock and roll, kid?"

Sighing, I pulled up my backpack's slipping strap onto my shoulder again. It scraped at my skin through my shirt, forcing a hiss out of me. Youch. "Maybe I should grab an aspirin before we go."

"Absolutely not." Nanna strode into the room, keys jingling in her hand. "Aspirin's bad for you."

Huh? "But you and Mom take it all the t—"

"But you don't," Nanna snapped. "You've never taken that synthetic crap before, and you won't start polluting yourself with it now. I'll make you more of my special tea instead. Here, take my purse to the car and I'll be right there."

Without waiting for a reply, she shoved her forty-pound purse into my hands and headed for the kitchen. Great. I'd be late for sure. Again.

"Why can't I just take an aspirin like everyone else in the world?"

Mom smiled and picked up her phone.

Four very long minutes later, Nanna finally joined me in the car. She thrust a metal thermos into my hand. "There, that ought to fix you right up. Be careful, though. It's hot. I had to nuke it."

I bit back a groan. Nanna hated the microwave. The only button she'd learned how to use was the three-minute auto-heat. I'd be lucky if the tea cooled off at all before we reached my school, even if it was a ten-minute drive.

We lived in a small, somewhat isolated nest of houses five miles outside of town. As I blew on my tea to cool it, I watched the rolling hills pass by, dotted here and there with solitary houses, big round bales of hay, and cows in all shades of red, brown and black. Out here, the thick pine trees that had once covered all of East Texas had been cut back to make room for ranches that were now broken only by rows of fences, mostly of barbed wire, sometimes wide slats of wood turned gray by time and the weather. You could breathe out here.

But as we neared the city limits, the strips of trees became thicker and showed up more often, until we passed through a section of nothing but pines just before reaching the junior high and intermediate schools. The first traffic-light intersection marked the start of downtown Jacksonville, where all of a sudden it became nothing but streets and business after business, mostly single-story shops and a few three- and four-story buildings for the occasional bank, hotel or hospital. And more pines winding around and through every area of housing large and small, even butting up against the edges of the basket factory and near the Tomato Bowl, the brownstone open-air stadium where all the home football and soccer games were held.

I used to love my hometown with its cute boutiques and shops full of antiques where Nanna sold her crocheted designs. I even used to love the town's ribbons of pines and the way the wind in the trees added a subtle sighing to the air. When the fields of grass and hay turned brown and dead in the winter, you could always count on the pines to keep Jacksonville colorful all year long.

But the town's founding families, locally referred to as the Clann due to their Irish ancestry, had ruined it for me. Now when I heard the wind in the trees, it sounded like whispering, as if the trees themselves had joined the town's grapevine of gossips. Those gossips had probably produced the long line of famous actors, singers, comedians and models that Jacksonville's relatively small population of thirteen thousand residents was so proud of. Growing up here, where everybody talked about everybody else, either made you want to live here forever or run away and become something special just to prove the gossips and the Clann wrong.

I wasn't sure I wanted to be famous. But I definitely wanted to run away.

We made the daily turn through the neighborhoods that led to Jacksonville High School, the drive made shady by still more pines and a few hardwoods that lined the modest streets. And then the blue-and-yellow home of the JHS Indians exploded into view, its perimeter choked by woods thick and shadowed, and I felt my shoulders and neck tense up.

Welcome to my daytime prison for the next four years, complete with a guard shack and a guard who lowered a heavy metal bar across the driveways on the dot of 8:00 a.m. every weekday, forcing you to accept a tardy slip in order to gain entrance when you were late. Unlike a teacher who might be convinced to let you slide, the guard was notoriously without mercy, ruling our school's entrance as if it were the gates to some medieval castle.

If JHS were a castle, then its royalty would definitely be the twenty-two equally merciless Clann kids who ruled the rest of the campus.

The Clann kids had probably learned their bullying tactics from their parents, who ran this town and a good portion of Texas, inserting themselves into every possible leadership role from county and state even to federal government levels. Local rumor had it that the only way the Clann could do this was by using magic, of all things. Which was total bull. There was nothing magical about the Clann's power-hungry methods. I should know. I'd had more than enough of their kids' idea of "magical" fun at school. After graduation, I was so out of here.

While Nanna pulled up to the curb by the main hall doors, I sucked down a quick slurp of tea, adding a burnt tongue to my list of pains for the day.

"Better take that with you." Nanna nodded at the thermos. "You should feel it kick in pretty soon, but you might need more later."

"Okay. Hey, don't forget, today's an A day, and I have algebra last period, so—"

"So pick you up in the front parking lot by the cafeteria. Yeah, yeah. I'm old, not senile. I think I can keep up with your alternating A-B schedule." Her twinkling green eyes nearly disappeared as her plump cheeks bunched higher into a wry smile.

The front parking lot was closer to my last class on A days. The first class in five years that I'd shared with Tristan Coleman…

"Savannah?" She shifted the car into Drive then looked at me with raised eyebrows, a silent prod to get moving. I climbed out into the pine-scented warmth of the morning, shut the door and gave her a wave goodbye.


His name echoed through my head, fuzzing up my mind with old memories and emotions. An answering tingle rippled up the back of my neck and over my scalp. Ignoring it, I stuffed the forbidden thoughts back into their imaginary box and turned to face the main hall doors. The day was sure to be miserable enough without my stewing over backstabbing traitors like him.

Sure enough, I shoved through the main hall's heavier-than-normal glass front doors and slammed right into the Brat Twins, two of the Clann's worst members. Yep, the perfect start to a fabulous day.

"Watch where you're going, idiot!" Vanessa Faulkner said, brushing off imaginary dirt from her latest Juicy Couture purse.

"Yeah, try looking before you just barrel in," Hope, her mirror-image sister, added. She reached up and patted her perfect platinum curls, the tiny mole to the left of her smirk the only difference between the two sisters.

I glanced around. We already had an audience for my daily humiliation. Great. My hands itched to try and smooth my own wild curls as my stomach twisted into knots. Why did the Brat Twins have to treat me like this? Just because I couldn't get a tan? Because my hair was the wrong color, too frizzy, not shiny enough?

"Well? Aren't you at least going to say you're sorry?" Vanessa demanded.

For a moment, the anger drowned out everything else. What would happen if I slapped that smirk off her face? She couldn't go crying to her precious Clann for the usual revenge. Nanna was retired, Mom worked for a Louisiana-based company and my father owned a national historical-home restoration business. The Clann couldn't touch my family.

Or could they? Several members of the Clann were politicians at the federal level. And Louisiana was within easy reach of East Texas. So maybe they did have enough connections to at least get Mom fired. Crap.

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Crave 4.2 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 160 reviews.
JodyFL More than 1 year ago
Crave drew me in and made me hungry for more. Set in the small town of Jacksonville in East Texas, Crave is a paranormal romance for teens that takes a new twist. Most of the area is controlled by the Clann. The Clann are descendants of Witches and Warlocks. They have powers and are in control both politcally and socially. The kids of the descendants rule the school especially Golden Boy, Tristan Coleman who is the son of the Clann's leader. Tristan is a football star and Savannh's secret crush who is totally off limits. Savannah Colbert is a normal teenager with a close group of friends. She and the Clann kids have grown up together and used to be friends until 4th grade. At recess, Savannah and Tristan pretended to be getting married but the next day Savannah was shunned as a freak. Since then, Savannah has gotten used to the teasing and bullying that happens by the Clann but never really understood what happened. She becomes ill and finds she is part Vampire and part Witch or a Dhampir. She is the only known child of a vampire. Vampires and the Witches have an age old hostility and her parents violated rules to be together. Both societies are afraid of Savannah's powers or that she will tip the scale for the other side. Savannah begins to have strange symptoms that she cannot control. She afraid to ask her Dad about anything because he reports to the Vampire Council who practically want her dead. She is afraid someone will attack her Mom and Nanna if she exhibits too many powers and is strictly forbidden to do magic or consort with the Clann. Tristen is also drawn to Savannah but knows his parents strictly forbid him to be around Savannah. Tristen is sweet, romantic, and protective of Savannah. Savannah tries to stay away from him but Tristen is everywhere and decides he wants to see her. He even starts showing up in her dreams. There romance will make your heart swoon with the flutters of first love. At times, their relationship seems so starcrossed and hopeless but just meant to be. Crave will leave you wanting more and I can't wait to continue Savannah and Tristen's romance in Covet.
iheartyabooks More than 1 year ago
Crave set my heart on fire with this beautiful, forbidden love between Savannah and Tristan. Melissa Darnell has written a irresistible love story. Crave is a totally forbidden Paranormal Romance to the fullest. I definitely got my romance fix. Savannah and Tristan's love doesn't come without consequences, and they're of the deadly kind. Darnell's Crave is a deliciously intoxicating romance. Savannah is a hard-headed sixteen-year-old who has loved Tristan since fourth grade, but Tristan is a descendant of The Clann, and is forbidden to have any contact with her. Savannah's mother has been cast out by the Clann. So for six years, Tristan has not talked to Savannah even though he's loved her, too. Right before Savannah's sixteenth birthday, she gets horribly sick, and her mother finally has to tell her the truth of who and what Savannah really is. With that truth, Savannah finds out the only boy she's ever loved and will ever love is her forever forbidden. Tristan is sixteen, and for the last six years, he's lived by the Clann's number one rule: stay away from Savannah Colbert. Tristan can't deny his love for Savannah any longer. Even when he finds out the secret about savannah, Tristan's loves her, and is even more determined to protect her and fight for their love. Crave is romance, romance and more romance. I love Tristan's strong conviction and commitment to his love for savannah. Tristan never doubts or gives up. I highly recommend Crave has a must read
BookPortrait More than 1 year ago
I was drawn to this book because of its cover and its synopsis. Magic, secrets, forbidden love...Crave promised all of these great aspects of a paranormal story. I had high hopes for this book, but in the end I found myself a bit let down. Savannah Colbert has spent her entire life in Jacksonville, a small East Texas town ruled by the Clann. Although she used to be friends with Clann members, including Tristan Coleman, they were forbidden from speaking in the fourth grade. Since then, Savannah has stuck with a small group of non-Clann friends, though she still didn't feel like she truly belonged. And then a sudden illness sends Savannah's life spiraling in a new direction. Suddenly she's being given explanations that couldn't possibly be true...only they are. As Savannah tries to deal with their implications, she can't help but find herself drawn to Tristan more and more, despite what her family might want. And maybe, just maybe, he wants her as well. But would the consequences for giving in to him be disastrous? Like many books, Crave has its strong and weak points. It took me some time to get into this story. After Savannah's illness, I was hoping that things would pick up, and they did, but only for a while. Then things became more intense again toward the end. However, there was a long portion in the middle that seemed very bogged down with day-to-day events - namely, Savannah's work with the Charmers. I think that some of the more mundane activities could have been omitted, as well as some of Savannah's worry; at some points I found myself thinking that I had just read the same exact passage a few pages before. In addition, I was unsure sometimes as to whether I was reading a paranormal or contemporary book. I would have liked to have seen the paranormal/magical aspects of the story fleshed out a little more. However, there were some things I did enjoy about this book. Crave is narrated by both Tristan and Savannah, and I liked seeing their dual perspectives. Savannah is a strong character who does try to do the right thing, both for herself and for others. While she's not immune to worry and moments of self-pity, she's also not afraid to stand up for herself. There was also the romance aspect of this book. Tristan was incredibly endearing, and some of the moments between him and Savannah are very sweet. I also liked some of the minor characters, especially Savannah's friend Anne, whose no-nonsense attitude but loyalty made her a friend you would want to have, and Tristan's sister Emily, whose intelligence and caring gets Tristan out of more than one scrape. Also, even though Crave is the first book in a trilogy, it doesn't end with a complete cliffhanger; events are wrapped up, though the story is far from over. Even though I had some issues with this book, the premise behind it is still interesting and I think that the next book has the possibility of being more exciting. If you like a sweet romance sprinkled with a dash of magic, then Crave will appeal to you.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Overall, it was okay but there were many things that really annoyed me. For one thing, i kept finding grammatical errors. As a junior in high school, i found it amazing that she made so many dumb mistakes. And i don't know if this is true or not, but i now picture the author as an older woman because of her lack of technological knowledge and the word choice she gives her teenage characters. She makes them seem like they live in the 90s or something. Finally, Savannah got really annoying. Everything was really predictable, and most of the time I found her logic totally backwards. I had to roll my eyes a few times when she was being an oblivious idiot. I'll admit, it wasn't all bad but i don't think i'll be reading the second one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
It does start off slow but it will get better and you will love it! Can not wait for the next book!!!
mrsClarke More than 1 year ago
i had picked this book because I'm a total witch and vampire addict but then I started reading it and it reminded me of a cheap beautiful creatures with the incubus the couple who just couldn't be together i was just so mad I felt like I was reading the same book
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I liked the fact that it was BAM i love and want to be with u forever even though i dont know u at all kind of book. The love birds had history together so that was a plus but i guess i gave it two stars cause there was alot of in between stuff that really had no meaning and i could have saved alot of time cause dont get me wrong i love a long book just keep me intersted with something exciting! But over all ok besides the end kinda twilight new moon ending if u asked me just that shes a vampire saving him instead of the other way around!
sunshinejenn03 More than 1 year ago
This is a tough review to write. Crave was okay, but it didn¿t blow my mind. It is almost entertaining and put-together enough to deserve more than 2 stars, but it¿s definitely not a 3, in my opinion. Overall, it felt more than a little bland, even though it was enjoyable at the same time. Ever read a book like that? Crave is one of them. I HAD to finish it, because I needed to know what happened next, but it came so close to being a DNF several times. Savannah Colbert is a freshman at Jacksonville High School in eastern Texas and a social outcast (per the cool kids in school, aka The Clann Kids who were her besties until they all dumped her in the 4th grade). She¿s not good at anything physical, be it sports, dancing¿anything. She lives with her mother and grandmother; her father is distant and seemingly uninterested in her upbringing, and yet still, she flourishes with the friends she does have and the family who loves her. Until she gets very, very ¿sick¿ and things begin to change. She begins to change. All of a sudden, boys notice her, she can ¿gaze daze¿ them, she can dance (and beautifully!) and she¿s not so clumsy anymore. Even her father finally takes notice. I had high hopes for this book. The blurb was enticing and the cover is just awesome (I mean, look at it, it¿s so pretty!). But it disappointed me a little bit (okay, a lot). I think Crave would have been better off written in the 3rd person, because the author shifts 1st person point-of-view between Savannah and Tristan (the other main character and Sav¿s love interest since, like, forever), to let the reader dive deeper into the mind of Tristan and his thoughts. I enjoyed getting to know Tristan, but overall, I think it compromised the integrity of the story. There were also a few inconsistencies throughout the novel: for instance, there are numerous references that Tristan is a ¿player¿ and is always trading in girlfriends every couple of months, however there is no actual proof of that in the book, nor does his character show any signs of that anywhere during the sections where we are seeing things from his eyes. BTW, I really do not like shifting 1st-person POV. I seriously wish books came with warnings: ¿BEWARE! This book contains dual 1st-person!¿ I know I¿ve said it before, but please, authors, why? Why???? *cries* Savannah also strikes me as a weak character. She was very whiny throughout the story, couldn¿t really hold her own without supporting characters and was generally kind of uninteresting. I actually liked Tristan more, even though he was a little girly for me. I know this is a story about 14-year-olds, but it was really stretching it. At one point in the story, Savannah wants Tristan to prove she didn¿t ¿gaze daze¿ him by leaving her alone, then she whines that he isn¿t interested in her anymore because ¿ HE LEFT HER ALONE LIKE SHE ASKED HIM TO. Are you kidding me? Overall, the story isn¿t bad. Inter-paranormal species child comes into puberty and drama ensues. I just wish it had been more enjoyable. I¿ve seen others¿ reviews saying it seemed like a mash-up between other YA/PNF novels and I have to agree. It¿s part of a series and it was just good enough that I may pick up the second one. That is, IF I¿m really feeling it or I¿ve got nothing else to read. But hey, different strokes for different folks.
princess_sara More than 1 year ago
I was attracted to this book and after reading the description I decide I had to read it. Thankfully I was not disappointed. This book had a great twist on the supernatural and magic. The romance was great with a big obstacle in the way that the players don't even realize is a problem right away, at least the girl, and the boy isn't telling what he knows. This book left me craving for the next one!
theduchessmommyreads More than 1 year ago
When you're getting to the last twenty or so pages in a book and are getting bummed because you know it's about to end - THAT's when you know you've found a winner. Finding out that said book is part of a series - awesome! For me, CRAVE was that winning/awesome book. Just take a look at my statuses while reading: Pg.29: "?Cover-Love?" Pg.167: "Makes me wish my lunch break was a full hour." Pg.343: "Oh sleep, why do you need me like I need you??? I want to keep reading this!" Pg. 360: "Add Tristan to your top Book-Boyfriends. ?" Pg. 375: "Just found out this morning there will be a sequel - Awesome!" The 'American Beauty'-like cover baits you, but the story is what keeps you reading. Savannah and Tristan's story is reminiscent of Romeo & Juliet. With parents that forbid them to associate with one another, the author gives the reader both Savannah and Tristan's POV's, letting us discover the feelings they have towards each other are genuine and undeniable. Author Melissa Darnell has created characters that are not only like-able, but stay with you well past the pages. Never mind that they're witches and vampires, these are teens you would find in any high school setting and I'm sure you can think of someone in your class that fits the roles Darnell described. Writing this review, I've had a difficult time coming up with words that would be worthy the five out of five stars I give it. I didn't even bother with a description of the story line because I don't think I could have done a better job than the summary put out by Harlequin's marketing team. I am EAGERLY awaiting the release of COVET expected in 2012. I just hope its early 2012!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Great just amazing .
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The characters were simple and under developed and the whole storyline wasnt very unique. First person view point of both Savannah and Tristan seemed to drag and dialogue between characters seemed to lack depth. I am very disappointed since this book got such high reviews. I have read multiple books with a similar premise and most authors were able to put a unique twist on the plot but this one fell flat unfortunately.
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loved this book
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Really loved the story. A new spin on all the Vampire stories out there.
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I got the sample and i love it.
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Dazzlamb More than 1 year ago
CRAVE tells the story of Savannah and Tristan, who aren't allowed to be together. She a vampire, he a warlock, and still they can't help it. They are willing to break the rules of two worlds to date secretly and with that, dare to cause an enormous conflict. Told from two perspectives, we get offered a detailed understanding of both of their emotional conditions, but are robbed of any chance for surprises. They both have the same feelings for each other, no need to interpret Tristan's motives. Strangely I found myself anticipating the scenes from Tristan's point of view and ignoring Svannah's as she started to bug me more with each chapter. CRAVE appeared to have potential. At some points the love story had me really involved and I couldn't wait to see Tristan and Savannah meet secretly and give their relationship a chance. At first CRAVE seemed to be different, but in the end I found myself reading the same old story of a love that shouldn't be and a heroine who can't act consequently or think straight for even a few minutes. Savannah and Tristan's story spans over 400 pages. I'm into long stories, but CRAVE is one that could've been shortened in many scenes. Large parts have nothing to do with Tristan or the Clann. They're about Savannah doing what she loves. Dancing. She's talking more about her dancing than the consequences of her transformation into a vampire, which left me fed up at numerous occasions. The conflict between the witches of the Clann and the vampires didn't feel like an actual problem or a conflict that couldn't have been solved. THE VERDICT CRAVE - Unimaginative in its witches versus vampires conflict, yet respectable basic approaches at an appealing love story. The spells the Clann is capable of are nice tricks, but not nearly enough for a fan of paranormal tellings expecting powerful magical action. We don't get to see the full potential of CRAVE's paranormal beings. It's mostly about strategy and intimidation, than grand fights or clever maneuvers. Let's put our hope o