After cheating death, Veronica Welling is determined to savor every moment in her idyllic kingdom with both her true love and best friend by her side at last. At the same time, Mackenna Reid is enthusiastically building her new life and a theater with her prince. But just as their dreams of happiness are within reach, the world Vee and Kenna have chosen is ripped away, leaving them to face their most horrific challenge yet—their old lives.
Thrust out of Doon, the best friends are confronted with tormentors from their past and no way to return to their adopted land. When the MacCrae brothers rush to their rescue, the girls’ situation turns from nightmare to modern-day fairy tale. But their happiness could be short lived: unbeknownst to them, someone in their closest circle is aiding the witch of Doon in her bid to destroy the kingdom once and for all.
About the Author
Carey Corp lives in the metropolitan Midwest with her loveable yet out-of-control family. Carey wrote her first book at the age of seven, and currently begins each morning consuming copious amounts of coffee while weaving stories that capture her exhaustive imagination. She harbors a voracious passion (in no consistent order) for mohawks, Italy, musical theater, chocolate, and Jane Austen. Carey’s debut novel for teens, The Halo Chronicles: The Guardian, earned her national recognition as 2010 Golden Heart finalist for best young adult fiction and was recently featured at the 2012 RT Booklovers Convention in Chicago in YA Alley.
Lorie Langdon is one half of the author team behind the bestselling Doon series. A few years ago, she left her thriving corporate career to satisfy the voices in her head. Now as a full-time author, she spends her days tucked into her cozy office, Havanese puppy by her side, working to translate her effusive imagination into the written word. For more information, or just to say hi, visit lorielangdon.com
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Shades of Doon
By Carey Corp, Lorie Moeggenberg
ZONDERVANCopyright © 2015 Carey Corp and Lorie Moeggenberg
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Cheating death tends to make you live with your whole heart — to take risks and enjoy each moment, no matter how gritty. I reminded myself of this as all of Doon stood in hushed anticipation of a potential bloodbath. One involving the boy I loved.
A resounding boom split the silence, and a line of drummers emerged from the arched opening at the east end of the arena.
Their leader in full highland regalia, including a headdress over a foot tall, marched into the stadium while brandishing a bronze staff. The drum beats quickened, echoing in time with my heart as they ushered in flag bearers waving standards from every Doon citizen's nation of origin.
Italy, Africa, China, America, India, Australia ... the flags kept coming, their kaleidoscope of colors snapping in the breeze. Everyone in the stadium rose to their feet, and the realization washed over me that this was my kingdom — the beautifully diverse land I was so very privileged to lead.
Sensing my flood of emotion, my best friend, Kenna, wrapped her arm around my shoulders, and we leaned our heads together as the procession filed into rows, and then continued to march in place. The grand marshal twirled his staff and threw it high into the air. The second he caught it, the drums cut off.
Several dozen bagpipers, dressed in traditional kilts, high socks, and matching black tams, streamed in from both sides of the stadium. Their music wove its spell around me, and when the drums joined in, the effect was breathtaking. This dramatic ceremony ushered in the final day of the festival celebrating both our freedom from the evil limbus that had almost destroyed us all and my seemingly miraculous recovery.
The final notes of the song faded away, and the grand marshal gestured for everyone to be seated. I smoothed the fabric of my full-length skirt and adjusted the MacCrae tartan draped across my bodice. Fiona, my ever-wise advisor and friend, had suggested a traditional Doonian dress of celery and forest green stripes. She'd also insisted on fixing my hair herself, plaiting the length into a side braid adorned with silk butterflies and matching ribbons.
The stadium began to shake as two massive war horses, manes and tails flying out behind them, galloped onto the field. Warmth rose in my cheeks at the exhilarating sight of my prince astride his chestnut stallion, Crusoe.
"What are they doing?" Kenna asked, both of us sitting a little straighter as the MacCrae brothers hurtled full speed in our direction.
I glanced down at my schedule of events, but didn't see anything between the closing ceremonies and the big fight. "I have no clue."
The brothers, bare chested and wearing identical kilts in blue and green MacCrae tartan, pulled their mounts to a stop directly in front of the royal box. Duncan, riding his ebony mare, Mabel, quirked a lopsided grin as Jamie dismounted and jogged up the stairs to where we sat in the stands.
Jamie stopped on the stoop in front of us, his gorgeous face a study of contrasts — eyes glinting with mischief while his lips and jaw were set in solemn lines. He bowed with an exaggerated flourish of his hand, drawing giggles from my self-appointed ladies-in-waiting — Gabby Rosetti and her gaggle of girlfriends.
Playing along, I lifted my chin and hiked up my brows, adopting the most royal expression I could manage. But the moment Jamie's dark gaze met mine, my pretense melted into a wide smile. His stare grew warm as he stated his request in a deep, resounding voice. "I fight this day in your honor, my lady queen. And would humbly request a token to take into battle."
The Doonians clapped and hooted their encouragement. I bit my lip. A token? Was I supposed to give him a kiss, or something more tangible? I tried to remember what I'd seen in movies.
Kenna tugged on the tip of my braid and instructed, "Give him something he can wear, Highney."
I shot my smart-apple friend a glare at the nickname she'd taken to using recently — a combination of Highness and behind. To keep me humble, she claimed. I rolled my eyes at her as I stood and pulled an emerald ribbon from my hair. Getting into the spirit of the moment, I cleared my throat and proclaimed, "Prince James Thomas Kellan MacCrae, my bravest knight, I bestow my favor upon thee!"
There were whoops and applause as Jamie took a knee and bowed his head over his flexed right arm. I would never get used to the boy who'd been groomed from birth to be king, kneeling to me. Hastily, I tugged him to his feet.
With the entire kingdom watching, I brushed my fingers over his sun-warmed skin and wrapped the ribbon around his bulging bicep, just below his tattoo. Even placing it at the indention of his muscles, the ends of the cloth barely met. As I pulled the knot tight, Jamie leaned down and murmured against my ear, "Thank you, my heart."
A shiver ricocheted up my spine, and when he caught my gaze with that wicked spark in his eye, I knew he'd felt my reaction.
I adjusted the band of fabric and whispered, "Try not to get yourself killed. I may require your services later." Jamie grew still and I arched a brow at him, curling up one side of my mouth. "As a chaperone for the festival, of course."
A low chuckle escaped his chest and our eyes met in silent understanding before he turned and jumped off the bleachers. Once on the field, he swung up onto Crusoe's back, took the reins, and wheeled the horse around in one graceful, seamless motion. Then he glanced back over his shoulder to make sure I was watching. Show off.
As Duncan guided Mabel away from the stands, Kenna shot to her feet and shouted his name. Just as he turned back, she chucked a dark ball in his direction. Duncan reached up and caught it. Then, to the delight of the crowd, Kenna yelled, "Go get 'em, ogre!"
He gave a salute and then galloped after his brother. Together, they rode to the center of the arena, where the pipers had cleared off and a group of boys were constructing a fighting ring made of ropes and weighted poles.
I glanced at my BFF just as she slipped her pale foot back into her shoe.
"Did you just give Duncan your sock?" I squeaked.
"Yep." She nodded and then turned to me with an impish grin. "I just hope he ties it somewhere far away from his nose."
With a hoot of laughter, I grabbed her hand and pulled her against me. "I love you."
She wrinkled her nose and shrugged. "I know."
Back on the field, Duncan was wisely attaching Kenna's sock to the weapon holster at his waist while Jamie loosened up by rolling his neck from side to side. The brothers' competitors had arrived — Fergus and his only slightly less mountainous cousin, Ewan Lockhart. Fergus tied the length of his strawberry-blond hair back from his face and blew someone in the audience a kiss. I leaned forward and saw Fiona catch it and hold it to her chest, giving her husband a broad wink. They had to be the cutest married couple I'd ever known.
"Esteemed ladies and gents of Doon!" the announcer boomed.
We took our seats and Kenna tilted her head to the side. "The acoustics in here are great. That guy isn't even shouting."
But I was barely listening. I smoothed the hair around my crown, tugged on the sleeves of my blouse, and worked to paste a calm expression on my face. I hated this part.
The announcer continued. "Today, an ancient feud that dates back hundreds of years before the Covenant will be played out before our eyes! The esteemed clan Lockhart versus the noble clan MacCrae!"
The crowd roared, the reverberation of their joined voices and stamping feet signaling the beginning of the fight. Duncan and Fergus exited the ring. Apparently this was a tag team match, and Jamie was up first.
Ewan Lockhart crouched in one corner. With his thick build, shaggy dark hair, and beard, he resembled a Sasquatch ready to pounce. In the diagonal corner, Jamie drew his weapon and bounced on the balls of his feet, my pulse jumping with him. The Doonians had been chattering about this match for weeks, making friendly wagers and trash talking — it was the highlight of the games. Too bad I wasn't going to get to enjoy it.
"Vee, open your eyes," Kenna hissed. "This fight is happening whether you watch it or not."
She had a point. I squinted open one eye and gripped the arms of my chair so hard I broke a fingernail.
The referee gave a signal and the competitors leapt forward. Jamie swung his sword in a forceful arc, the blade angled toward Ewan's head. I leaned forward, both eyes wide as Ewan blocked the blow with a deafening clang. Their swords clashed and they forced each other across the ring and back, neither one of them gaining an advantage, until Ewan's ham-sized fist connected with Jamie's jaw. I cringed as he stumbled back several steps. With a shake of his head, he recovered and charged.
"Don't worry, Vee," Kenna whispered. "It's not real. They're just putting on a good show."
I wasn't so sure about that. I'd seen Jamie and Duncan training in the Brother Cave. They were out for blood. Not to kill or maim, of course, but first blood was a big deal — bragging rights for weeks after. And this was a tournament in front of the entirety of Doon.
Jamie landed a kidney punch just below Ewan's chain mail vest as Duncan and Fergus yelled advice from the sidelines. With a snarl, Ewan lunged, his blade coming within millimeters of my boyfriend's exposed throat. Jamie dodged, but it was way too close for comfort.
Oh yeah, they were taking this seriously. I shot to my feet, but as I yelled, "Stop!" the spectators surged up around me, their screams and applause drowning me out.
Kenna made her way to her feet a moment later. "He knows what he's doing. Have a little faith."
As if to prove her point, Jamie landed a blow to Ewan's back with the flat of his sword, making the giant stagger forward. Kenna clapped in response and shouted, "Whoohoo! Go Surfer Dude!"
I choked on a laugh. Surfer Dude was the name she'd given Jamie when we first arrived in Doon, and it in no way described my intense, fiercely protective leader of a prince — other than his longish tawny hair, of course.
A spastic movement down in the front row caught my eye. Lachlan MacPhee, the cute boy who'd first shown me Jamie's playful side with a mock sword-fight in the marketplace, mimicked his royal idol's every move. He rotated his arms in a wide arc, as Jamie's sword smashed against Ewan's with a clang. The other pre-teens surrounding Lachlan shouted and pumped their fists like zealous fans at a professional wrestling event.
Their rapt excitement reminded me that this was supposed to be fun. But as Ewan swung wide and Jamie ducked, avoiding the blade at the last possible second, my attention riveted back on the match. Jamie rose and whirled behind the bigger guy, hooking his arm around Ewan's neck. With a snarl, Ewan flipped Jamie over his head. Jamie landed in the dirt, but didn't even pause. Muscles flexing, he sprang to his feet with powerful grace and the two were back at it, sparring in a complex sequence that had them dancing all over the ring.
"Oh, they're good," Kenna commented, not taking her eyes from the action.
Ewan charged, and one side of Jamie's mouth curled as he climbed the ropes and then jumped and spun, delivering a roundhouse kick to his giant opponent's chest. Ewan teetered back and then fell face-first into the dirt. Jamie, who'd landed on his feet, pumped a fist in the air and the crowd exploded in cheers. My neck and shoulders slumped, the tension breaking free. Ken was right; I needed to trust Jamie. Clearly, he could hold his own.
When Ewan staggered to his feet but couldn't maintain his balance, Duncan and Fergus tagged in. The size discrepancy between Duncan and Fergus was roughly the same as Jamie and his opponent, but the bigger guys moved with less agility and more force. As Duncan and Fergus clashed swords, Kenna stilled beside me. I smirked and opened my mouth to tease her, but bit back the comment when Fergus disarmed Duncan, his sword clanking across the ring.
A hush descended on the audience and my vision went blurry. I rubbed my temples and took a few cleansing breaths before I opened my eyes and — saw a car on the far side of the arena. Not a horse-drawn wagon or a carriage. A freaking modern-day car.
Shimmering like a mirage, the dull red Toyota chugged along and cruised behind the ring. My veins turned to ice as my eyes followed the vehicle until it vanished from view.
Someone to my left gasped, and I twisted to see my assistant, Emily, clapping. Back in the ring, Duncan had regained his sword. My eyes locked on Jamie as he gripped the ropes, shouting at his brother. But it was like I watched him through a window screen. I blinked, desperate to recalibrate my vision, but the walls of the stadium, the people, even the bleachers began to fade around me. The noise of the crowd became muffled, sounding farther and farther away. The floor tilted beneath me. This could not be happening again.
Was Doon disappearing, or was I?CHAPTER 2
Holy Schwartz! I watched the red car disappear down an asphalt lane that had materialized in the center of the coliseum. The ground, which had been flat dirt moments ago, was now covered in gently sloping grass littered with billboards. Duncan, Jamie, and the rest of the Doonians shimmered like ghostly mirages while I grappled with my bearings.
Queasy and coated in a fine sheen of sweat, I dug my nails into the palms of my hands — an old trick for stage fright. The sharp sensation pulled my focus inward and away from the cirque du bizarre happening in the arena. Around me I heard the crowd cheer, but it was muted, as if someone had turned the sound down low.
I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again — the road was still there. A blue minicar appeared, following in the red car's path. At the opposite end of the stadium, a flatbed truck barreled toward the tiny car at high speed.
This had to be some sort of sun-induced delusion. Heat stroke or something. Squinting skyward, I discounted the explanation almost immediately. The early morning sun had not yet crested the stadium bleachers. And the temperatures were fall-like, not scorching.
My surroundings were eerily quiet, and although I could still see the Doonians, my head ached when I tried to focus on them. Beside me, I heard Vee's unmistakable yogic breathing. I glanced in her direction and then followed her wide-eyed stare to the impending collision of the truck and the car.
Without so much as a honk of its horn, the truck smashed into the much smaller vehicle. The sickening crunch of twisting metal filled my ears, along with a strange buzzing noise. The sound surged and became thunderous cheers as Doon snapped back into place. The car accident was gone, leaving me with a discomforting sense of vertigo as I noted Duncan and Jamie standing over their disarmed opponents. They'd won the match.
Fighting the urge to barf, I clapped for Team MacCrae, whom I'd dubbed Surfer Dude and the Amazing Ogre in honor of Vee's and my first time in Doon. So much had happened since then. My Indiana bestie had defeated the evil witch and, in doing so, became queen of the legendary Scottish kingdom. I'd faced my fears in order to destroy the zombie fungus and gotten a second chance at happily ever after with the boy of my dreams. It was the stuff of fairy tales ... and yet, Cinderella's epilogue had never included delusions of a head-on collision between two horseless carriages.
I glanced at Vee, who was wildly applauding her Charming. She had that manic aspect of someone committed to avoiding their present reality. When she caught my eye, her facade cracked. Her face turned a sickly shade of yellowish-green that mirrored how I felt on the inside.
Jamie, Duncan, Fergus, and Ewan exited at the opposite end of the arena. Guessing that we would not see them again until they'd cleaned up, I placed my hand under Vee's elbow and lifted her to her feet as I stood. "The queen and I need to use the royal restroom."
Vee's brow furrowed. "No, I don't."
"Well, I do." I tugged at her sleeve. "Are you sure you don't need to tinkle?"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I loved this book and this series but what a cliffhanger ending! And we have to wait a whole year for the ending? That isnt fair! Well, I will wait and i will buy it and I will read it! But I wont be happy about it!
Thanks to NetGalley and Blink for the ARC of Shades of Doon by Carey Corp! I didn't enjoy the beginning of this book as much as I did Doon and Destined for Doon. It took me 100 pages to become interested in the story and for it to really get going. The first part of the book was too cutesy for me and contained too many plugs for Disney movies. I love Disney, but that did get annoying. Once the action started, I enjoyed it immensely. The story came alive and the main characters (Verranica, Makenna, Jamie and Duncan) made the book enjoyable. Each book has a mission for one of the main characters and in this third book, Kenna and Duncan are separated from Vee and Jamie. I am looking forward to the fourth book of the series, and I give 4 stars to the Shades of Doon for the comfort of familiar characters!
Feel like she could do a better good
I loved this series and this 3rd book doesn't disappoint. I was however disheartened to reach the end and learn that we will have to wait until fall 2016 to find out what happens. It can't come soon enough.
Hold on to your seats fellow Doonians, you're in for an amazing ride once you crack open Shades of Doon! This is the third book in this astounding series, and I must say, my favorite so far! (My first 6 star review of 2015!) Thanks to the wonderful authors Carey & Lorie, I am now totally infatuated with anything and everything Doon! Never thought I'd say this, but... I'm a total fangirl! If I had to pick two words to describe this book it would be Wonderfully Adventurous! There isn't a dull moment in Kenna & Vee's life, they face many trials and tribulations but one thing stands out during the whole story, never bow down! Now doesn't that sound like the perfect theme?!? "For the weak who choose bravery, the broken who find their strength, and the oppressed who rise up and fight: Never bow down to your fear." The plot really surprised me, in a VERY good way! Honestly I don't think I'd change one single thing about this WHOLE book! Perfectly paced, nothing predictable in this story. I'm the type of reader who tries to guess what is 'around the corner' so-to-speak. With Shades of Doon EVERYTHING and I mean EVERYTHING was a complete surprise, and I loved every wonderful second of it! Shades of Doon has the perfect setting, characters and plot! Now if you've never read Doon or Destined for Doon you are seriously missing out on an awesome setting! Imagine Outlander for young adults! My favorite part of the setting is the fact that Doon is set in Scotland, with the super swoon-worthy MacCrae brothers Jamie and Duncan! I'm not sure what it is, but there's just so much romantic appeal to Scotland! I want to touch on the POV in this story. Normally I'm not one to care for multiple POV, but Kenna & Vee's voices stand out from one another perfectly. Once again, just another thing I LOVED about this book! I could go on ALL day gushing about this book, please I beg of you pick up this book, you won't regret it! Oh and since I'm a Doon fangirl and follow Carey & Lorie on social media I have SOME GREAT NEWS... the fourth book will be titled Forever Doon! I believe it will debut in the fall of 2016, I can't wait!
Funny enough I thought this book was the end of the series. I don't know why I thought that but it worked for the best because I didn't want the series to end. The way that plot evolved at the onset made me think of conspiracy theories, second guessing myself as to whether the circumstances being described were real or imagined. It's nice to see our protagonists having their share of good and fun days this time around. But I guess that's really a kind of a foreshadowing for what's coming next. I am sure that the "reveal" near the end of the book will be a shocker for readers ;) I can't wait for 2016 for the next book :)
(3.5) While reading series is sometimes hard because you have to wait FOREVER for the next releases, the good ones always make it worth the wait! I was super excited to dive in the the third book of The Doon Series and of course now I can’t wait until next year to finish it off. Much like the other books in the series, these are entertaining, fun and this one (especially towards the latter part of the book), kept you on your toes and guessing just what would happen next. Again, I really love the friendship between Mackenna and Veronica. It think the authors do a fabulous job of portraying a needed and healthy friendship for young ladies and it’s my favorite part of the series. Those cliffhangers! They know how to get you. I told myself before there would be a drastic cliffhanger, but then I ignored myself. :) But denial didn’t help, so be warned, this one has a big time cliffhanger (much like the Destined for Doon)! I thought this book also had a healthy balance of adventure and seeing the characters continue to develop, whether that be as a person, in friendships and relationships. It takes courage to let go of past hurts and move forward on the right path. I’ve gone back and forth about including this final piece and I decided to go ahead and share it because I know there are many teens who love this series and I always preach being honest and real in reviews, so I’m going to play mom right quick with a heads up: I understand this is geared toward a YA audience. I get what appeals to young adults and while I know the relationships in the story are deeper than physical attraction (especially since we’re three books in the series), I wasn’t a huge fan of how often the focus seemed to be on looks, the dire need of each other (while that can be romantic, it can easily become unhealthy) or the constant need to kiss. More than the other books, I thought this one pushed the boundaries. I am by no means opposed to having passion, I just noticed quite a bit more in this book. I think for me to take notice is saying something too. I’m still most definitely looking forward to the conclusion though – even if I have to wait a year! Have you seen Brigadoon or read this series? (Thank you to BookLook Bloggers for a copy of the book in exchange for my honest review) Originally posted at: http://booksandbeverages.org/2015/09/30/shades-of-doon-by-carey-corp-and-lorie-langdon-book-review/
I absolutely loved this book definitely going to read the whole series
Review for Shades of Doon by Carie Corp and Lorie Langdon The third installment in the Doon series was one of my most anticipated reads of 2015. I loved it, but in some ways I was disappointed. I don’t think it was as good as the first two books. As a matter of fact, I think everything started going downhill after Doon. Don’t get me wrong, the books aren’t bad. In fact, they are still very good. But little things here and there just start to bug me until it all adds up to a less-than-enjoyable reading experience. So I’ll start with what I didn’t like (don’t worry- this is spoiler free, besides what you can already know from reading the book’s synopsis). First is the amount of time spent in the modern world. The situations and plot started reminding me of a YA contemporary. And if this were a YA contemporary, it would be a good one, but the whole reason I fell in love with Doon in the first place was the rich fantasy world it contained. I just feel like this book didn’t deliver with more of that. I feel like the series is declining because it’s becoming too modernized, with slang and references everywhere. Kenna really started to annoy me with her “Holy Hammerstein!”s all the time, and the amount of times the word “bestie” is used makes me want to gag. It seems as though this book is taking the next step down into middle-grade reading. The last thing that bugged me was the antagonist. Those who have read the first two books know all about this villainous witch, who somehow keeps coming back over and over and over. I just feel like the antagonist is way too predictable and cliché. There’s nothing really scary about her, and no matter how hard the authors try to make plot twists in this book, it just doesn’t work. The antagonist is a very shallow, unlovable, or even likable character. Now that all that negative stuff is out of the way, let’s talk about the good things. Mostly, Jamie and Duncan. These two are some of my favorite male characters, and I loved them in this book. They were both sweet and smart and overall perfect Prince Charmings. I also really loved Vee and her character development. We get to see her transform into this majestic, powerful queen, and it’s wonderful. Not only is she a strong and confident character, but she realizes that she has weaknesses and that she can’t do everything by herself. Vee learns to accept that there is no queen if there is no kingdom and is the perfect blend between independent and dependent on other people. I got little shivers during some of her particularly motivating scenes. Overall, I think this book was good, but not as magical as the first or even second book. The plot felt a bit rushed at times and slow during others, and was quite predictable. The real excitement didn’t happen until the end of the book, which of course ended on a huge cliffhanger. I would still recommend it to lovers of the series because it feels great to be back in Vee and Kenna’s world again. The familiarity of the characters and Doon itself is very cozy and welcoming. It was a quick read that took me through a rollercoaster of emotions, and I enjoyed it.
I love this book just as much as I love the first two. It's really well written, the characters are amazing, and I instantly fell in love with them!
I loved this book as much as I loved the others. However, I am not sure how I am going to be able to make it until next fall when the final book comes out. My heart was racing during the last few chapters and I will admit that I cried...twice. I just love these characters and this story so much. I find myself laughing out loud at the musical references Kenna makes, sighing over the things the MacCrae brothers say and crying over the sweet friendship moments between Vee and Kenn. Thank you Corp and Langdon for this wonderful series; when I read it, I am transported to the magical land of Doon! Aye, fall 2016 canna come fast enough!