The year is 2009. Nineteen-year-old Jackson Meyer is a normal guy… he's in college, has a girlfriend… and he can travel back through time. But it's not like the movies – nothing changes in the present after his jumps, there's no space-time continuum issues or broken flux capacitors – it's just harmless fun.
That is… until the day strangers burst in on Jackson and his girlfriend, Holly, and during a struggle with Jackson, Holly is fatally shot. In his panic, Jackson jumps back two years to 2007, but this is not like his previous time jumps. Now he's stuck in 2007 and can't get back to the future.
Desperate to somehow return to 2009 to save Holly but unable to return to his rightful year, Jackson settles into 2007 and learns what he can about his abilities.
But it's not long before the people who shot Holly in 2009 come looking for Jackson in the past, and these "Enemies of Time" will stop at nothing to recruit this powerful young time-traveler. Recruit… or kill him.
Piecing together the clues about his father, the Enemies of Time, and himself, Jackson must decide how far he's willing to go to save Holly… and possibly the entire world.
About the Author
Julie Cross lives in central Illinois with her husband and three children. Tempest is her first novel.
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By Julie Cross
St. Martin's GriffinCopyright © 2012 Julie Cross
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SATURDAY, APRIL 11, 2009
Okay, so it's true. I can time-travel. But it's not as exciting as it sounds. I can't go back in time and kill Hitler. I can't go to the future and see who wins the World Series in 2038. So far, the most I've ever jumped is about six hours in the past. Some superhero, right?
Tonight, I finally let someone in on my secret. Someone whose IQ is light-years above mine, so, basically he might actually be able to figure me out. The one request Adam insists I follow is documentation. A record of nearly every moment from this point on. Actually, he wanted the eighteen years prior to today, but I talked him out of it__for now. Even though I'm going along with this journal idea, it doesn't mean I buy into it. It's not like the world's going to end just because I can jump around in time. Or that I'll serve some greater purpose, like saving the human race from dying. But as Adam says, I must be like this for a reason and it's up to us to find out why.
TUESDAY, AUGUST 4, 2009, 12:15 p.m.
"How far back should I go?" I asked Adam.
We kept a good distance between us and the long line of kids gathering around the polar bears.
"Thirty minutes?" Adam suggested.
"Hey, let that go!" Holly snatched the bag of candy one of the campers had swiped from a toddler's stroller and threw an exasperated look in my direction. "It'd be nice if you would actually watch your group of kids."
"Sorry, Hol." I scooped Hunter up before his kleptomaniac habits got any worse. "Hold up your hands," I told him.
He grinned a toothless smile and opened his chubby hands in front of my face. "See? Nothing."
"Let's keep it that way, all right? You don't need to take other people's stuff." I set the kid back down and gave him a shove toward the others, who were heading for the large stretch of grass reserved for campers having lunch at the zoo.
"Holly Flynn," I said, grabbing her hand and twining her fingers in mine.
She spun around to face me. "You have a soft spot for the klepto kid, don't you?"
I smiled at her and shrugged. "Maybe."
Her face relaxed and she tugged on the front of my shirt, pulling me closer before kissing my cheek. "So...what are you doing tonight?"
"Um...I've got plans with this really pretty blond chick." Except I couldn't remember what we had planned. "It's a...surprise."
"You're so full of it." She laughed and shook her head. "I can't believe you forgot your promise to spend an entire evening with me reciting Shakespeare...in French...backwards. Then we were supposed to watch Titanic and Notting Hill."
"I must have been drunk when I said that." I glanced over Holly's shoulder before kissing her quickly on the mouth. "But I'll agree to Notting Hill."
She rolled her eyes. "We're supposed to go see that band, remember?"
A little girl from Holly's group tugged on her arm and pointed toward the bathroom. I darted around her before we could discuss my inability to make plans two weeks in advance and actually remember them two weeks later.
"Yo, Jackson, over here," Adam said, nodding toward a tree.
Time for precise and exact time-travel planning.
"Are you coming with us to see that band tonight?" I asked.
What I really wanted to know was if he remembered it.
"Um...let's see. Spend an evening with your high school friends who, I've heard, are like a real-life version of Gossip Girl? Not to mention blowing an entire paycheck on an appetizer and a couple drinks?" He shook his head and smiled. "What do you think?"
"I see your point. How about we hang out in your and Holly's neighborhood tomorrow?"
"All right, on with it. I can't eat while smelling camel ass, so we might as well experiment now."
Adam tossed my journal onto my lap and threw a pen on top. "Write down your goal, because time-travel without a goal is just—"
"Reckless," I finished for him, trying not to groan.
"The gift shop is right behind us. I've been watching for the last hour and the same girl's at the register."
"You've been checking her out, haven't you?"
Adam rolled his eyes and pushed his dark hair from his forehead. "Okay, so, you set your stopwatch and then jump back thirty minutes. You go into the gift shop and do whatever it is you do so a girl remembers your name."
"It's called flirting," I said quietly so no one else would hear. Then I focused on writing my notes before Holly got back from the bathroom.
Goal: Test theory on someone who has no knowledge of the experiment.
Theory: Events and occurrences, including human interaction, while traveling into the past will NOT affect the present.
Non-geek-speak translation: I jump back thirty minutes in time, flirt with the girl in the shop, jump back to present time, walk back into the store, and see if she knows me.
But Adam Silverman, winner of the 2009 National Science Fair and a soon-to-be MIT freshman, won't confirm this conclusion until we've tried it from Every. Single. Angle. Honestly, I don't really mind. Sometimes it's fun, and until a few months ago, nobody except me knew what I could do. Now that the number has doubled, I feel a little bit less like a freak.
And a little less lonely.
But I've never been friends with a science geek before. Although Adam's more of the bad-boy-hacking-into-government-websites-kinda-geek. Which is beyond cool, in my opinion.
"Do you know for sure you can jump back exactly thirty minutes?" Adam asked.
I shrugged. "Yeah, probably."
"Just make sure you note the time. I'll record the seconds you're sitting here like a vegetable," Adam said, placing a stopwatch in my hand.
"Is that really what I look like when I jump? How long do you think I'll be like that?" I asked.
"I'm guessing that a twenty-minute excursion, thirty minutes into the past, will leave you catatonic in the present for about two seconds."
"Where was I thirty minutes ago, just so I don't run into myself?"
Adam clicked his stopwatch on and off about ten times before answering me. He's so totally OCD. "You were inside, looking at the penguins."
"Okay, I'll try not to end up over there."
"We both know you can choose your location if you really concentrate, so don't give me that I-don't-know-where-I'll-end up shit," Adam joked.
Maybe he was right, but it's hard not to think about anything but one place. Just one tiny half-second thought about any other location than the one I was aiming for, and I'd end up there instead.
"Yeah, yeah. You do it, then, if you think it's so easy."
I get why someone like Adam is so fascinated by what I can do, but for me, I don't exactly consider it a superpower. Just a freak-of-nature occurrence. And kind of a scary one, at that.
I glanced at my watch, 12:25 p.m., then closed my eyes and focused on thirty minutes in the past and on this exact spot, though I really, truly have no clue how I do this.
The first time I jumped was about eight months ago, during my first semester of college. I was sitting in the middle of a French poetry class. I nodded off for a few minutes and woke up to a cold breeze and a door slamming me in the face. I was standing in front of my dorm. Before I even had a chance to panic, I was right back in class again.
Then I panicked.
Now it's fun, for the most part. Even though I still have no idea what day or time I traveled to that very first jump. As of today, my known record jump has climbed from six hours to forty-eight hours in the past. Jumping to the future has yet to work, but I'm not going to stop trying.
The familiar sensation of being pulled into two pieces took over. I held my breath and waited for it to stop. It's never pleasant, but you get used to it.
TUESDAY, AUGUST 4, 2009, 11:57 a.m.
When I opened my eyes again, Adam was gone, along with the rest of the kids and my coworkers. The horrible splitting sensation stopped, replaced by the light-as-air feeling I always get during a time jump. Like I could run for miles and not feel a bit of ache in my legs.
I hit the start button on the stopwatch and glanced at the giant clock above the zoo entrance.
11:57 a.m. Pretty close. I strolled over toward the shop and walked inside. The girl at the register looked about my age, maybe a little older. She leaned on the counter, holding her face in her hands, staring at the wall.
Whenever I do these little experiments, I have to constantly remind myself of one very important fact: Hollywood gets everything wrong when it comes to time travel.
Okay, here's the weird part. The chick at the counter could punch me in the nose, maybe even break it, and when I jumped back to the present time, it would be sore or bruised, but not broken. Why it's not broken is a whole different (unanswered) question, but the point is...I'll remember being punched.
If I broke her nose, then went back to the present, she'd be totally unhurt and wouldn't remember a thing. Of course, I was supposed to be testing that theory right now (again). Well...except I'm not going to punch her. Either way—same outcome.
"Hey," I said to her. "Do you guys sell...sunscreen?"
She didn't even make eye contact, just pointed to a wall to the left. I walked over and snatched four different bottles and then dumped them on the counter. "So...are you at NYU or—"
"You know, you can buy these somewhere else for, like, half the price," she snapped.
"Thanks for the tip, but I need some now." I leaned on the counter right in front of her.
She straightened up and started ringing up my purchase. "Four bottles? Seriously?"
Okay...so much for flirting. "Fine, I'll just get one. I guess you're not working on commission."
"You work at a day camp?" she asked disdainfully, eyeing my green staff shirt.
The girl snorted back laughter and snatched the credit card from my hand. "You really don't remember me?"
I had to pause for a second to process her words. "Um..."
"Karen...I sat behind you in economics all semester. Professor Larson called you unbalanced and said you needed to get a better grasp on realistic finances for college students." She rolled her eyes at me. "Is that why you have a job?"
"Nope." Totally true. I don't even get paid. I'm a volunteer, but I wasn't about to tell her that. She had obviously already made up her mind about me. "Well...it was nice to see you again, Karen."
"Whatever," she grumbled.
I left the store quickly. Jumping back to the present didn't require the same level of focus as going into the past, mostly because I always had to come back before I could jump again. Adam calls the present my "home base." He's mastered the art of dumbing it down for me to understand. And baseball analogies are my favorite. Hopefully, I wouldn't return to a bunch of strangers staring at my catatonic state.
TUESDAY, AUGUST 4, 2009, 12:25 p.m.
When I opened my eyes again, Adam was standing over me. "Jackson?"
"Dude, you need a breath mint," I mumbled, shoving him to the side.
"You were a zombie for one-point-eight seconds. I was almost right. Pretty soon I'll have enough data to produce exact calculations. You didn't sustain any injuries this time, did you?"
I knew exactly why he asked. Last week, I jumped a few hours back, lost my concentration, and ended up in the middle of traffic instead of inside my apartment. A huge semi truck ran right over my leg. When I jumped back to home base, I felt this sharp pain shooting up my thigh and then it was gone. A light purple bruise appeared, but otherwise my leg was perfect, even though that truck totally should have shattered my bone.
I stood up and dusted off the back of my pants. "Apparently we had a class together. But I totally pissed her off just now. Well, in the past. You know what I mean. So, if the theory is wrong and I did change something, she'll be annoyed when she sees me again."
"Let's find out." Adam waved to Holly. "Hey, Hol, we'll be right back."
I grabbed Hunter, who was inching his way off the grass and toward the pile of abandoned backpacks, looking for some loot to stash in his pockets, no doubt. "Come shopping with us, little dude."
The three of us strolled through the door as the girl at the register was dumping a box of key chains into a plastic container. I stopped and stared at her, playing dumb. "Aren't you...in my economics class?"
Her eyes lifted and she actually smiled a little. "Yeah...Professor Larson."
Ding, ding, two points for Jackson Meyer. She didn't remember me pissing her off. Just like I said. Nothing changed as a result of my jump thirty minutes into the past.
"Karen, right?" I said.
Her eyebrows lifted. "And you're Jackson, the French poetry major, right?"
Adam groaned and shoved past me. "Don't see anything I want in here. Let's go."
I ignored Adam and lifted Hunter up onto the counter. "English lit, too. I have a double major."
Even though my little excursions to the past didn't change anything in my home base, there were some advantages, like getting information. So, I guess, in theory, time travel to the past did change something.
It changed me.
Adam, Hunter, and I left the store and all of us stopped outside and came face-to-face with Holly. She had a handful of garbage she was dropping into a bin outside the store. I took her hand and pulled her over to a tree that we could hide behind.
"Adam's got a thing for that chick in the store. I was trying to help them hook up."
Holly laughed and I nudged her backward so she was leaning against the tree. "Did Hunter steal anything?" she mumbled, but my lips were already on hers, preventing her from speaking clearly.
"Not that I know of." I kissed her again and felt something wet land right on my cheek. Both of us pulled apart and looked upward just as the sky opened up and rain came down in huge sheets.
"Damn! I thought it was supposed to be nice all day," Holly said.
We left our tree and made a run for the grassy area where Adam and the other staff were already lining up the kids.
A few of the little ones screamed as a loud clap of thunder rumbled through the zoo. "Are we getting on the bus?" I asked Adam.
"Yeah," he shouted over the sudden storm.
All the kids started running in jagged lines, pulling backpacks over their heads. Holly and Adam ran up to the front of the line and I hung back to push along the stragglers as we jogged to the exit.
Luckily, the bus was parked right in front of the entrance. By that time, my clothes and tennis shoes were completely drenched. Just as I lifted the last kid onto the bus steps, I saw a red-haired girl, about ten or eleven, standing outside, alone. Her back was to me and all I could see was the hair and the blue jeans and the long-sleeve shirt. Water dripped off the end of her long braid.
My heart pounded all the way to my ears as theories spun through my head.
It couldn't be her.
But what if it was?
I moved toward the girl and heard Holly shout through the rain, "Jackson, where are you going?"
"That girl's not with us," Adam said. "Come on. Let's go!"
My steps got longer and faster until I finally reached her. I tapped her shoulder and the girl turned around instantly. Her eyes widened for a second and then her expression smoothed into a smile. If it was somehow her, would she even recognize me?
The rain pounded against the pavement and a bolt of lightning lit up the now-dark sky.
"Jackson!" Holly shouted again.
My heart sank back down. The little girl's eyes were blue. Not green. It was both a relief and an utter disappointment. "Um...sorry. I thought you were someone else."
I turned around and ran back toward the bus. Dozens of little heads were watching me through the windows. I trudged up the steps and shook the rain from my hair. All the eyes had moved from the windows to me, standing in the aisle. Holly's gaze locked with mine for a second, but I stepped right around her and slid into the seat next to Adam.
I felt a twinge of guilt when Holly took an empty spot, alone, without asking any questions. And I knew she wanted to. The way everyone was staring, it must have been quite a scene.
"What was with the kid you were chasing?" Adam asked.
I had to look away from him. "Nothing...she just looks like someone. False alarm. No big deal."
Adam leaned his head closer and spoke again after a minute of silence. "She looks like Courtney, right?"
I sighed but finally conceded by nodding. "It's stupid. I know."
"It's not stupid. It happens to people all the time." He drew in a quick breath before whispering, "Wait...you don't think...hmm...it's an interesting theory, but way too many logistical problems."
"Just forget it," I said, before he could drill me with questions. "Please."
There was no way around it. My twin sister was dead. Four years later and it still haunted me. She still haunted me. Mostly because I missed her so much.
When we were filing off the bus, Holly waited for me and stepped in my path. "You okay?"
I stared at her eyes, which were full of concern, then shrugged. "Yeah, why?"
Her face fell and she turned her back on me. "Nothing...never mind."
Okay, so I totally sucked at the personal, boyfriend shit. Holly never came right out and said that, but I knew she was thinking it.
I took her soaking-wet backpack off her shoulder and threw it over mine. "So...you want to come over later...maybe dry off before we go out anywhere?"
She jumped off the last step and onto the sidewalk before facing me and smiling. "Sure."
I wrapped one hand around her blond ponytail and squeezed water out of the end. "I think you're going to need a blow dryer."
She reached up and rested her hands on my face, her light blue eyes turning serious, like Adam had a few minutes ago. "Are you sure you're okay? What were you—"
"I'm just a little bit of a freak sometimes. That's all." I forced a grin and turned her shoulders toward the front doors so we could get out of the rain.
FRIDAY, OCTOBER 29, 2009, 6:00 p.m.
Tonight, me and my sidekick are implementing a plan that has been in the works for a while: stealing my medical records from Dr. Melvin's office. Adam's convinced we may find something in there to indicate why I'm such a freak of nature. But seriously, does he think "Crazy Time Traveler" will be stamped on the outside of the folder?
I've spent the last two days observing Dr. Melvin's erratic and very inconsistent schedule. Basically, he's always working. Except tonight. Late tonight. This experiment will involve a two-day time jump into the past (my current record), and some very scientific and devious maneuvers.
Adam's on his way back from MIT now and is probably pulling out his hair, trying to come up with all the formulas beforehand. I've done my part, writing down my goal, and now I just have to rearrange my plans with Holly. Adam's trips home have been so last-minute since school started that I keep canceling on Holly. But she's totally busy with classes and some kind of dancing team. She'll probably be relieved. Besides, I can still make it to dinner, just not the movie...Speaking of dinner. Shit! I'm already 15 minutes late...
More data entry later.
OCTOBER 29, 2009, 9:30 p.m.
Okay, so maybe Holly didn't take the change in plans as well as I thought she would.
"Come on, Holly, open the door."
Two girls zipped past me in bathrobes, giggling.
"She doesn't want to see you," Lydia sneered. "This is exactly why I decided against men. I've been telling Holly for nearly a month that she needs to do the same."
I fought back the urge to shout at Holly's eternally angry roommate. Her arms were spread in front of the door, blocking me. Like I might try to knock it down or something. "Lydia, don't you have a Sylvia Plath Fan Club meeting to go to?"
Music started playing from the other side of the door.
"You're just darling, Jackson. Now I'm really not giving you my key."
I banged my head gently against the wall next to the door. "Please let me in."
"Don't forgive him. He'll just screw with you. Again and again," Lydia shouted.
Okay, I am seriously going to strangle this chick.
A door flew open behind us and I turned to look at the girl standing with a thick textbook cradled in her arms. "Jackson, I'm really sorry, but I've got to study. And Lydia, please shut up. No one cares about your angry men-hating rants."
The music coming from Holly's room cranked up even louder. I turned to Lydia and shouted over the noise, "I'll pay you a hundred dollars to hand over your key and disappear for the night."
I waited for her lecture about violating the dorm rules or some shit about women giving up the metaphorical "keys" in life.
To my surprise, her dark eyebrows lifted and she said, "Make it two hundred."
I opened my wallet and pulled out a credit card and thrust it in her hand. "Just take this."
She dropped the key onto the floor in front of me and took off down the hall. I sighed with relief.
"Thank you!" the girl behind me said.
I snatched the key from the floor and held it to the doorknob. "Hol, please talk to me."
The only answer I got was the chorus of a Pink song. I put the key in the door and opened it slowly, expecting to see Holly standing on the other side, waiting for me. So she could steal the key and shove me out again.
A red shoe flew across the room and slammed into the far wall, above the window. I stepped inside and shut the door before glancing around the room. Holly's feet stuck out from the closet along with the ends of her blue bathrobe.
I wasn't sure if she'd heard me come in, but then again, maybe the shoe was meant for me. Wouldn't be the first time a girl had thrown a shoe at me, but for Holly, it was a bit out of character.
I had to dodge a brown sandal as I crossed the room to turn off the stereo. As soon as the music stopped, she quit digging through her junk, crawled out of the closet, and stood right in front of me.
"I have good news," I said, attempting to smile, but it didn't quite go with the mood. "Lydia's actually willing to turn off her angry-girl mouth for the right price. She won't be back until tomorrow."
"Seriously? You paid my roommate to leave?"
There wasn't even the slightest hint of amusement on her face. A knot formed in my stomach.
"Tell me what's wrong. What did I do?" Just by saying this I had admitted that I knew it was more than just canceling a movie. Very stupid on my part. I reached out my hand, but her arms stayed folded over her chest.
"You're always hiding stuff from me, running around with Adam like a couple of little kids."
"Are you jealous? I know he was your friend first, but maybe we can work out a schedule." Bad. Very bad. The absolute wrong thing to say. I cringed, waiting for her to shout or grab another shoe to launch in my direction.
She turned her back on me and walked over to her desk, sifting through a pile of papers. "Fine. You're right. It's no big deal."
It would have been impossible to insert even one more drop of sarcasm into her voice. And it hit me like a gust of icy air. I ran my fingers through my hair and tried to come up with something decent to say. Or to decide if I should run. Instead, I went for a change in subject. "Did you...lose something? You were digging through the closet?"
"Yes. One of my memory cards." She slammed a book against the desk, her back still to me. "I really need to study, okay?"
I snatched a couple of shoes from the floor and tossed them back into the closet. "Well...maybe I could help—"
"No," she said quickly before hitting the power button on her computer monitor. She let out a breath and her shoulders relaxed. "Seriously, Jackson, just go so I can get something done. Please."
The sarcasm had dropped from her voice, leaving only an exhausted and slightly exasperated tone. She was giving me an easy way out of this argument. But curiosity took over and I opened my mouth again. "Hol, why are you so pissed?"
She shook her head a little. "I'm not...mad at you."
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Then what...?"
What do you want from me? I had started to say, because I really didn't know. But the words got stuck in my throat when I saw the drop of water fall onto the piece of paper in front of her. I took a couple steps toward her and she turned around, giving me a one-second glimpse of her tears before she leaned her head against my chest, hiding her face. "You never tell me anything...It's...it's like you have this whole other life and I can't be in it."
Hearing the tears trembling in her voice hit me harder than I expected. I should have run when I had the chance. I wrapped my arms around her and squeezed her shoulders. "I don't mean to push you away. I'm...I'm sorry."
Holly ducked under my arms and flopped down on the bed, her blond hair spilling around her. She groaned loudly. "I hate that I can't stay mad at you."
I released the breath I didn't even realize I'd been holding and lay down next to her, burying my face in her neck. "I thought you said you weren't mad."
She slapped her hands over her eyes and pressed down hard. "I was mad. Past tense."
"Does this mean we get to have make-up sex?"
She cracked a smile, then her mouth formed a thin line again. "Only if you promise no more secrets...ever."
Not possible. No way.
I slipped my fingers inside her robe and glided them up and down her back. "You'll cave either way."
She raised an eyebrow. "Try me."
"Okay, I promise."
"Liar." She laughed and pulled my shirt off, tossing it over the lamp. "Lydia's going to be such a bitch tomorrow."
I loosened the tie on her robe. "She's at least two hundred dollars richer, so there's nothing to bitch about. And when is she not angry?"
"Never. But thank you for one night free of feminist lectures."
I leaned over and whispered, "Consider it your make-up gift."
She wiggled out of her robe. "Do I get anything else?"
"Like a new car?" I asked.
"A pound of that really expensive nondairy chocolate?"
She kissed the length of my neck. "You know what I want."
I groaned loudly. "Not a chance."
"You're turning me into a complete freak. Or worse—a chick." I made the mistake of turning my head. One glimpse of the tears still drying on her cheeks and I caved. "If you tell anyone, I will kick your little ass. Got it?"
She mimed zipping her lips, then snuggled up to me. "Do you think you can manage a British accent this time?"
I laughed and kissed her forehead. "I'll try."
"Okay, on with it."
I rolled my eyes, then took a deep breath. "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of wisdom. It was the age of foolishness..."
My ninth-grade English teacher always made us recite Dickens while standing in front of the class. I hated it. For Holly, I didn't mind too much, but I'd never tell her that.
"Do you think he did the right thing?" Holly asked after I'd recited the first few pages.
"You mean Sydney? Getting his head chopped off so the woman he loves can be with another man?"
Holly laughed and her lips vibrated against my chest. "Yeah."
"No, I think he's a complete moron." I kissed the corner of her mouth and she grinned at me.
I pulled her closer and kissed her again, ending the discussion that would inevitably lead to spilling out more secrets than I cared to share.
"You weren't aiming those shoes at anyone earlier, were you?" I asked in between kisses.
She leaned over me, her hair forming a yellow curtain around us. "I didn't even know you were in here."
"Okay, good, because that red shoe had a really pointy heal. You could take someone's eye out with that."
She laughed really hard and then kissed me again before whispering in my ear, "I'll save it for all my other boyfriends."
I woke up early the next morning to Holly's alarm buzzing loudly in my ear. Blond hair tickled my nose and a big chunk fell right in my mouth. She slammed her fist into the snooze button before mumbling, "I set it so you wouldn't miss your eight o'clock lab."
"I can skip it today." I pushed her hair from my face and kissed the back of her neck. "Go back to sleep."
She pulled my arm tighter around her, then muttered something nearly incoherent, but it sounded like, "Tell me a secret."
This was Holly's favorite game. I usually responded with a random and stupid remark like, "I used to have a crush on Hilary Duff." But after last night's argument, I owed her a little better than that.
I touched my lips to her ear and whispered, "I'm crazy about you."
I could practically hear her smile right before we both drifted back to sleep.
My eyes opened again two hours later. This time to the sound of someone knocking on the door. I reached for my jeans and yanked a T-shirt over my head before shaking Holly. "I think Lydia's back."
She groaned and grabbed her robe from the floor, and then opened the door. Two men pushed past her and strode into the room.
"What...?" Holly said, grabbing the sides of her robe and tying them tight.
One of the men, the shorter one with red hair, slammed the door shut. "That's him," he said to the other man.
"What's going on?" I asked
The shorter one looked right at me. "Are you Kevin Meyer's son?"
My heart rate sped. Something had happened...When was the last time I'd seen my dad...? Two days ago, I remembered. He'd been out of the country since.
Holly drew in a breath and moved closer to me, squeezing my hand. I could guess the theories spinning through her head: company plane crashed into a mountain somewhere, leaving the CEO's only child without a single living family member. Sweat trickled down the back of my neck.
The taller of the two men reached into his jacket and flashed a badge, too fast to read it. "You need to come with us."
Cops...maybe FBI? Investigative reporters? Or maybe my dad's pharmaceutical company was being charged with money-laundering or some other scandal. My dad and his clan of business advisers had drilled into me, on many occasions, the lengths reporters will go to get information for a story. And the quick flash of the badge, not letting me really see what it said...
I shook my head. "I'm not going anywhere."
"Jackson, maybe you should—"
I held my hand up to silence Holly before turning my eyes back on the men. "What paper are you with?"
The two men looked at each other and the taller one shrugged before uncertainly saying, "Newspaper?"
I raised my arm and pointed at the door behind them. "Get out. Both of you."
Holly slowly sidestepped behind me from her place next to the door, without turning her back on the intruders.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Holly inching backward toward her dresser, reaching for something. A cell phone? Pepper spray?
"Are you currently involved with any government agencies?" the short one asked. "Have they approached you with information?"
These dudes are seriously pissing me off. I quickly scanned the room for a makeshift weapon, and slowly reached for a tall floor lamp.
Before I could open my mouth to speak, one of Holly's shoes flew across the room and hit the man on the side of the face. His head snapped in her direction. I could see a heel print burning bright red above his eye. I felt the blood rush to my face as my heart threatened to beat out of my chest. Channeling Carlos Beltrán, I swung for the fences. The lamp's glass shade connected squarely with Holly's shoe print. He crashed backward, his body slamming against the door. A shard of glass had opened a good-sized gash above his left eye.
Crouching low, with his arms spread wide, he dove for my legs. Instantly my feet went out from under me, smashing me facedown into the tile floor.
The other man stepped over our tangled bodies as he advanced toward Holly. Holly inched backward with her right hand behind her back.
"Just cooperate, and no one will hurt you," the advancing man said to Holly.
Before he could complete the sentence, she revealed her right hand. Her clenched fist erupted in a well-aimed stream of pepper spray. "Get out of my room!"
"Fuck!" he shouted, leaning over and rubbing his eyes.
Holly darted around him and ran toward the door.
The tall man and I both scrambled to our feet. While he was distracted by his partner's screams, I followed Holly to the door.
From behind me, I heard, "Freeze! Don't move!"
I turned in time to see the tall man's hand plunge into his half-unzipped jacket. His hand emerged, tightly gripping a semiautomatic pistol. He aimed directly at my head with only one eye, his vision obscured by the flow of blood.
I sucked in a breath, knowing I was in over my head. Defeated. Holly's hands froze on the knob, her back now pressed against the door.
The short guy held up one hand and kept the other one over his eyes. "No...not yet. Only if he jumps."
Jumps where? Now my heart was really thudding. They couldn't possibly know about...could they?
I took a large step backward, but tripped on the lamp now lying on the floor, and felt something catch around my ankle. Once again, my feet went out from under me.
A booming sound rang in my ears, followed by Holly's scream. Then everything seemed to stop—my heart, my breath...time.
Holly fell to the ground and I wanted to shout, to drop down beside her, but the second the seeping red blood started to show through her robe, I jumped. This time I couldn't seem to control it.
But right before everything turned black, I saw it. Her chest rose and then fell again. She was alive and I just left her there.
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via Libray Thing Jackson doesn't really take his time traveling ability seriously until the day that the girl he's in love with is shot. After jumping back in time to avoid the same fate, he has to find a way to get back and save her. Along the way secrets about his ability and family break to the surface answering some questions but also creating more confusion. Only one thing matters though, even if it means making sacrifices, keeping Holly safe. There is a great story about family contained in this novel. It looks dysfunctional on the outside but at its core it's functional. That really took me by surprise. Time travel stories can get so weighed down with science and technicalities that there isn't room for any humanity. The relationships were vivid to me. The love story is well done and not overwhelming, which is perfect for me. As far as the time travel goes; it is easy to read. I didn't find myself lost, confused or backtracking at all. Even though it isn't fast paced or action packed, the pages turned effortlessly. I will be waiting anxiously for the next book in the trilogy and I definitely recommend this one.
I’ve always been a paranormal romance fan, but I think with Tempest, I might be changing gears into sci-fi..:D Ms. Cross did a wonderful job of weaving a time-travel concept which is both engaging and thrilling, living in the present, while discovering the past to save the future, it’s an awesome experience, jumping from time to time, a well-written book…straight to the point, and I didn’t lost myself nor confused the dates..:D .. A real-page turner, I finished this one, just in one sitting.:D I loved reading Jackson’s journals about his adventure, everytime it turns up, I read it hungrily, but it only appeared a few in the book… it is especially new for me since the point of view is written in a male’s perspective, but I enjoyed it thoroughly, what’s going on in Jackson’s head is real and The characters too, have their own personality, which makes Tempest more endearing, each of them is unique, I love Jackson, the nerd Adam, Jackson’s dad, Emily (I have my theory who she really is lol), Holly ,everyone, even Courtney. It seems I too, don’t really know who is the good guys, and which one to avoid… What I loved about this book is the ideas/plot isn’t that overwhelming to the readers, some sci-fi books would make my mind ache but with Tempest, I easily grasped the storyline and the characters, I even formulate my own theories with them. A lot of things are going on in the book, but I really loved each of it, I was not bored even in a second, as the book unwinds, new mysteries unfold, new questions arise, which makes the readers, wish for more… if you’re not into sci-fi, don’t worry, it’s not the only thing that defines Tempest, this is a fast-paced, action-oriented, young adult (new adult) novel that would easily grip you from the very first page…pack with romance, time-travel, mystery, action and suspense..what more can I ask for? The second book! A cliff-hanger, I can’t wait for the sequel, which sadly will be released on 2013… almost a year of waiting (sigh)
For a first novel, this book is an awsome fast passed story. The action, comedy and romance makes it unbelievable. The ending breaks my heart!
I loved this book.
When I first started Tempest, I have to admit… I didn’t buy the story line. A guy who time travels with his mind but not his body? I’m think the boy’s having seizures and is delusional. I kept expecting the author to give me a “gotcha, this is all a dream” scene. In fact, I have notes up to the 13th chapter like “I still think he’s delusional.” haha But you know what? I couldn’t put the book down. The read was so unique, I never knew what to expect. And as complicated as I expected time travel to be, Tempest was written in a way that explained everything in simple and realistic terms. Goodbye Paradoxes; Hello Tempest. This book had more than a few heartfelt moments. At the same times, it was chalked full of humor to lighten the mood. And it certainly didn’t hurt to have such a likable character like Jackson. Though at times, I thought he was beyond mature for his 19 years. His mentality on issues such as dating and sex made me think of men pushing thirty and over. None of the boys I dated in my early teens and twenties were anything like that. It made Jackson sweet in many ways… and very dreamy. Take notes, boys. Girls will be reading this book and expecting more from you, because Jackson really steps up the game. My summary? Think Back to the Future, MiB, The Time Traveler’s Wife, and Doctor Who, roll it all into one and you’ve got Tempest. If you don’t believe me, read it for yourself. I loved it and can’t wait for the next installment. ***Tempest by Julie Cross was an EXCELLENT read. 5/5 stars and one of my favorites for 2011. Way to make it under the 2011 deadline. I received this book from the publisher in exchange for a review.
This book was definitely an interesting read for me. It's always a change of pace when there are elements of the story that work, and then others that don't. In the end, I decided to let it go and just enjoy it. I think what kept this story going for me was the simple fact that I liked Jackson. He enjoyed the fact that he's a rich kid, but does everything to contradict that stereotype. I found it interesting that hid his ability to time travel from his father. I wondered if the events hadn't unfolded the way they did if he would have every told him. I loved that he is so loyal to his friends that when he's transported back to 2007, he purposely seeks them out. He knows that he's going to need them now more than ever. For the most part, I enjoyed the time travel storyline. I thought it was interesting that he could only do little jumps at first. I also found it intriguing that he couldn't change an events and that any people he had contact with would not remember it in the future. I was also intrigued when he seemed to change "permanent" time periods. But, honestly the story lost me when they tried to explain what all that meant. I couldn't determine if it was a parallel universe or timeline or what. I didn't understand what the government really wanted with Jackson or what the "bad" guys wanted. But, I found that I could just overlook all that. I think I was over thinking it and the more I did, the more holes I could poke in the idea. I ended up just letting my misgivings go. In the end, I really just enjoyed the story and the idea of time travel. I liked the idea of being stuck in a time you've already lived. I'm sure I will read the next one!
Can't wait till the 2nd book comes out!!!
Being able to jump back in time but unable to change past events wouldn't frustrate me at all. NOT. I would constantly be trying to figure out what the heck is the purpose of my `gift'. This is my first impression of Jackson. He has this power. He doesn't understand it, and he is frustrated by it. Wow does that change fast! In one night, Jackson is thrown into a world of chaos where nothing is as it seems. Unanswered questions, shocking discoveries, and desperate searches all add up to one final conclusion. When a situation is this precarious, Jackson has to find the right person to trust. Tempest is like drinking a cold glass of water after being in the desert for a month. Refreshing, fulfilling, and in dire need of a warning label saying: "Don't consume too quickly -- slow down and savor it". Seriously. This book is just that good. About a month ago, I began hearing amazing things about Tempest and was instantly intrigued. Then, about a week later... BOOM... Tempest started popping up everywhere. And I do mean EVERYWHERE. So many people singing praises for Tempest confirm my initial reaction: this book is made of awesome. The praises and the premise aren't the only great things about Tempest; the characters and the details Cross adds to the story are a huge reason that I like it. I am not a guy. That said, I think Cross does a fantastic job of getting inside a guy's mind, and a teen at that! Jackson isn't perfect. He makes mistakes, he ticks people off, and he says the wrong things. I LOVE that he doesn't know exactly what to say to Holly or what he says that makes her mad. A lot of guys just don't have a clue what they do that irks me: I have to explain, and so does Holly. I really like the way Holly's character is written. She comes to life, and her reactions all strike me as genuine. There is a big change from High School Holly to post High School Holly. She becomes more restrained as she grows older, and these changes are obvious. Hopefully, I'll get a closer look at Holly in book two! Adam is the other crucial character that I really feel connected too. Adam is, without a doubt, the brains of the operation. He is that kid who sits in the back of science class who everyone just KNOWS will discover the cure for cancer. Adam is quirky and fun but still faithful and a wonderful friend to both Jackson and Holly. To sum up this long review, let me just say: I LOVED THIS BOOK TO PIECES! The Cover: This cover is so detailed. Now really, could it be more fitting? I never tried to imagine what a time travel book cover would look like because most authors wouldn't try it. All those other authors are crying because they didn't think of this first. I love how the girl is reaching up while I can see she is falling back down away from him. I also like how he is grasping for her hand and seems intent on catching her before she slips to far away. This cover is fantastic! 5 out of 5 stars: I Loved It!! For more of my reviews go to epiloguereview at blogspot
Jackson and Holly are one of my favourite YA couples of all time, because from the first page on they felt like close friends to me. It’s convenient that they are already a couple and lovely to see how good they know and how familiar they are with each other. I’ve always been a fan of witnessing the first meetings, the chase and the start of epic relationships. And even though Holly and Jackson are already a couple, you still get the chance to see how their love developed in the first... and second place. What’s special about Jackson is that he’s a time traveller. He is a confident, sweet and clever guy and I love that the story is told from his perspective. There should be more male narrators like Jackson! It’s not only that TEMPEST is written in 1st person point of view, but also that the action sets in almost immediately. I felt sucked in by TEMPEST, the characters, relationships, language and events- to summarize everything. And the action never slowed down so that I felt constantly engaged. You can imagine it must be hard to keep your time travel ability hidden from public and even your family and girlfriend. Then from one second to the other everything changes when Holly is shot and Jackson stuck in the year 2007. He can’t get back to the present and has to meet his best friend Adam and his girlfriend Holly for the first time again. It’s a stunning and at the same time frightening fate that Jackson is confronted with. The role of his family, father, mother and sister is really mysterious and I was more than eager to decipher their intentions and roles in the whole time travel system. Jackson’s friend Adam covers the position every intelligent time travel mystery adventure needs. He is the brain. Adam supports Jackson with his knowledge and researches the whole process of time travelling with small experiments involving Jackson. Kind of diary entries support the scientific character of Jackson’s and Adam’s time travel experiment. I sensed a greater conspiracy throughout the entire read and was surprised to see who and what powers are behind all that! With Jackson jumping through time without having a fixed spot, the special events become even more important. Jackson visits places and persons of his past and things get more complicated with each jump. Julie Cross invented a lot of complex strings of time, action and thought. There’s a lot to explore in TEMPEST! THE VERDICT Time travel has always been a topic that fascinated me and I already read other books about it like THE TIME TRAVELLER’S WIFE and RUBY RED. TEMPEST could be named my recent favourite in YA time travel attempts!
great book. I loved it a lot. What I liked about it was that it was difrent then other paronormal romance books. It wasn't as dark as most, I found jackson, the main charicter to be very likeable. I think what I really liked about his charicter was that in other book they tend to make the guy perfect, no flaws, just dreamy. Jacksons acts just like a normal 19 year old boy who just discoverd he could time travel.
What I Liked: 1) Jackson. Oh, I fell for this guy hard. He's kind of cocky, but then there are times when he gets really sweet, and my heart just melts for him. Actually, he reminds me of an old boyfriend whom I hated for a while, but now think of with fond memories. If I have a "type" (which my friends would scream that yes, I do), Jackson would definitely fit. 2) Jumping to different times in his life. It was so interesting to be traveling around with Jackson and seeing him at different points in his life. Do you ever think about stuff you did, and what you'd say to yourself if you could go back in time and see you doing it? Wow, that was a confusing sentence to even write. Anyway, I loved hearing Jackson's reactions to things he'd done and experienced in the past. It felt like, as a reader, I got to know him so much better. How many books do you get to experience their past with them like that? This was a great and unique character and plot development technique. 3) Unexpected emotions. Okay, when I think about time-travel, I never really think about it being...I don't know. Anything other than kind of science-fiction-y and a little silly. Or scary. One of the two. But there were some incredibly emotional scenes in this book, several of which even brought me to tears. I thought they were very well written, and really tugged at my heartstrings. And if you've read it, I'm sure you know what scenes I'm talking about. 4) The narrator. You heard me. I actually experienced this book as an audiobook before I read the physical copy. Matthew Brown, the narrator of Tempest, perfectly captured Jackson's cockiness and his soft side, and he gets major props for changing the timbre of his voice when reading for different characters. Or even when differentiating between Jackson's moods. I loved it. This is going to be one of those ABs that I will listen to over and over again! What I Didn't Like: There was nothing about the audiobook that I didn't like. And I really loved reading the book with Matthew Brown's voice in my head as Jackson. Overall thoughts: Read Tempest. Don't be turned off by the fact that the story is about time-travel. It's not, space-agey time travel. This book made me excited about reading. I mean, I'm always excited to read, but I was feeling like I was in a rut, missing out on that spark that you feel when you fall in love with a book (remember that Valentine's Day post? It was inspired by Tempest!). Tempest was what I needed. *gushes* I LOVED IT! Also, my sister is mad at me because I got too excited when I was telling her about the book, and accidentally told her the ending. :-0 IT'S JUST SO GOOD!
Wow, this was a great read! The story is about Jackson and his newly-learned ability to time travel. At first he's only able to travel back in the very recent past for a few minutes at a time. He keeps a journal and experiments with his friend Adam, but finds that it has no effect on the present and no one he comes in contact with during the time travel ever remembers it. One morning after staying over at his girlfriend, Holly's house, a couple guys in suits barge in, mention something about Jackson's dad and end up shooting Holly. In the panic of it all, Jackson somehow travels back to 2 years prior and he gets stuck. He tries desperately to get back to the present time, but finds himself popping in and out of years even further back in time. During all of the craziness, he realizes how much he really cares for Holly and learns some interesting things about his family. I loved the mystery surrounding his father and the interaction he got to experience with his twin sister that had died years ago. Another thing - isn't the book cover totally rad? Definitely reading the next one in the series!
This is one of those stories that you have to let sink in. Almost every time travel novel I've read has been like that. Especially when they go back and forth at different times. Not just one jump, but several. It does get confusing, the how and the when and what it all means and it gets tiring like I was the one doing the jumping. So after I finished Tempest, I set it aside for a few days. Now, I'm ready to review it. First, I really didn't get a chance to connect to Holly, the girlfriend. I just didn't have enough time with her to really feel a connection. I felt like Jackson was just going through the motions with her to get what he wanted. Not necessarily sex, but companionship. I think there was something real between them, I think she filled a need for him, but I'm not sure I can put a name on it. I didn't really warm up to Jackson right away. I felt for him in his situation, but he didn't quite reach that place inside of me, not until much further in the book. Not until he needed to do something he hadn't done in the past and he did and God, was I tearing up trying not to cry. Once I do I'm done for. I can't seem to keep the grit out of my eyes. But that's when I hopped on the Jackson train. It was the most unselfish thing he'd done, and from then on he thought with his head. He learns all kinds of crazy stuff about his family, things he never knew that really blow his mind. His dad isn't who he thought he was at all. People are trying to kill him or at the very least chase him and catch him. And this is all two years in the past where he's trying to keep Holly safe. It's a very fast paced novel and like I said all the time jumps and attempts to learn things about himself really keep you on your toes. The novel is 334 pages long, but could have been much longer. It was entertaining, but it didn't kill me at the end to close the last page despite the ending. There's closure of a sort, but I know we've only touched the surface. And Jackson with his best friend Adam have much to discover about his abilities and their effects on the world. This novel begins with the characters in college so there is sex involved, probably a few swear words, not enough that I noticed. So use your best judgement. Definitely for the older YA reader. Also do not forget there is a lead in story, a prequel called Tomorrow is Today. So read those before the story! I'll definitely want to read the next in the series for several reasons, because of Emily, who you will find out about and to see what he does about Holly. I'm a big Jackson fan at the end here. He did something I could never do!
Does that teaser have you hooked? It should! I have to admit that I'm always a little hesitant to read sci-fi books. I had generally steered clear of them until I read Ender's Game, and that opened the door, showing me that the story of sci-fi books can be so good that you forget there's any science involved while you're reading. Tempest fits into this same category. Jackson Meyer is just like any other college guy...except he can travel through time. He's never been able to go to the future, and even his jumps to the past aren't that exciting - just a few days back, and nothing is different when he returns. Then he makes the jump that changes everything. After watching his girlfriend, Holly, get shot, he makes his biggest jump yet: back to 2007. And no matter what he does, he can't seem to get back to 2009. However, while he's in 2007 and making other jumps, he stumbles onto some surprising news - his life and he himself aren't what he always believed. Things far stranger and much larger than just his ability to travel through time begin to come to light, and Jackson must figure out how to protect himself and those he loves. But can he do it in time? With time travel, mystery, and a sweet romance, Tempest delivers one non-stop ride. Even though the book started out slowly, once Jackson started unraveling the mystery of who and what he was, the action picked up and almost raced to the end. I really appreciated the new spin on time travel in this book and the fact that everything involved the past (and not the distant past) rather than the future. I also enjoyed Jackson's point of view and the direct style of writing. It really brought things to life in both the past and the present scenes. As for the characters, in addition to Jackson, I especially enjoyed Adam. His ability to think outside the box was definitely refreshing. I am also very curious about Emily and will look forward to seeing more of her in the future. I will say that at times this book was a bit confusing. Even though the time jumps were laid out quite well, occasionally I had to reread a bit to make sure all of my facts were straight. In addition, I found it slightly difficult to relate to Holly. But as with the other characters, I am eager to see what the next book will bring for her. If science fiction isn't for you, don't let that stop you from reading Tempest, because there is so much more than time travel in this book. Julie Cross has created a fascinating story in her debut novel, and I can't wait to read more!
It’s 2009, and Jackson Meyer is a 19 year old college student. Jackson also has a special ability; he can travel back in time. But this is nothing like time travel you’ve heard about. When Jackson jumps back in time, he doesn’t have the ability to change something in the future. It’s all fun and games until one night, two strangers appear and kill Jackson’s girlfriend, Holly. In a state of panic, Jackson jumps back in time, and where he gets in 2007. With help from his friend Adam, he must figure out a way to get back to 2009 to save Holly. Jackson was a very interesting main character. To be honest, when I first started the book, I didn’t really think I was going to like him at all. However, as the story went on, I ended up liking him more and more. He is one of those characters that starts off as kind of a jerk, but then something bad happens, and he realized the error of his ways. I definitely enjoyed watching him grow throughout the book. I really enjoyed Jackson’s girlfriend; Holly, and his best friend; Adam. I thought they were really interesting characters to read about as well, and I really enjoyed all of their interactions together. Jackson’s dad was an interesting character as well; he was very mysterious, and it took me a while to figure him out. I’m glad we got more of his story as the book went along, and I hope we get to see more of him in the next book. Time travel books are hit and miss with me. I enjoyed that the time traveling in this book was different, because Jackson couldn’t change the outcome of the future. That’s the first thing I think of when I think of time travel, being able to change the future. So I enjoyed that aspect of the book. Overall, I thought this was a really interesting read. I enjoyed the characters and the storyline, and I am really looking forward to the next book in this series.
After reading this novel, my standards for all future boyfriends was raised tenfold. Jackson is a time traveler. He discovered his ability when he was eighteen, a college freshman. Eight months have passed since then and he has let Adam, an MIT student and close friend, in on his secret. With Adam’s help, Jackson is able to slowly extend his travels to the past. The time he expends working on his ability, though, is cutting into the time he spends with his girlfriend,Holly. Jackson sometimes stands Holly up or leaves her waiting for him during their dates. They are still a strong couple and truly love each other. Then one day, a man shoots Holly, killing her and results in Jackson hurling himself two years into the past. This jump to the past is different than his other trips; Jackson is trapped without a way to return to Holly and the present. In the past, Jackson must face memories that haunt him and learn about his ability if he wants to be able to save Holly. Jackson is probably one of the best male characters I have ever read about. He’s smart, valiant, and has a good heart. Cross created the ideal boyfriend when she wrote Tempest. Jackson strives to protect the people he cares about above all else. He is a good friend and a hard worker. Holly is funny, smart, and brave; she is a good match for Jackson. When attacked, Holly does not wait for Jackson to protect her, she tries to protect Jackson. Julie Cross has a great style that’s fun to read. She created every character to have a personality and depth. None of the characters Cross fashioned are static, they all have dimensions. This book seems meant for a teen and young adult audience. College students and High School aged readers will love this novel. Tempest earns five out of five stars, it’s a great read I will not soon forget.
Dear Julie Cross, I received an ARC copy of your book Tempest from Goodreads First Reads and just finished it and I want to tell you how much I loved everything about it. Your book is different from others that I have read recently and I loved that about it. Tempest's time travel theme is fresh and exciting. It is full of action and suspense and emotion and I loved every minute of it. I loved Jackson and Holly and Adam and Kevin and Dr. Melvin and Miss Stewart and Courtney and every one of the characters in all of the different branches of time and how incredibly different yet the exactly the same that each one was. I loved how each year and each timeline gave a new and different perspective into the lives of each of the characters in a way that was easy for me to follow. I loved how you made the past seem as though it was the present and not a flashback. I also loved how each half-jump had it's own different story to tell. It reminded me a lot of the choose your own path stories from when I was younger, but you took that idea and made it better. You gave me all of the paths. I loved how with every jump into the past, Jackson grew more and more compassionate and learned to use that compassion not only to better himself, but also those around him. I loved how he drew strength from even the most difficult of situations and gathered it all together to continue forward toward a better future. I loved how you made me laugh and cry on the same page over and over again throughout the book. I loved Jackson and I loved this book. It is not easy to read an ending like the one in Tempest and not be torn to bits. I both loved and hated you at the exact same time, but ultimately loved you for sharing your book. I cannot wait for this book to go on sale, because the completed copy has a special place just waiting for it on my "only the best can go here" bookshelf. Now if you could please just hurry up and publish the final 2 installments of the Tempest series, I would love you forever! Truly, Lenmeo
Forget everything you ever read about time travel. It¿s a story not only of time travel, but also good versus evil. A young man discovers he has the ability to travel back in time. No one ever told him, especially his father, who was not much of a father figure once his sister died of cancer. In addition, who would ever think their father was in the CIA, or some other organization, that does experiments and knows all about the ability to travel through time. Luckily his best friend keeps all his research, but what if you get stuck in the past? And what would happen with your girlfriend? Can¿t wait for the next installment in the trilogy.
Via LibraryThing This was a Great book. It was easy to get wrapped up in the story and held you at the edge of your seat. From the first page to the last, it was suspenseful and kept you wondering "Whats going to happen Next?". I am so thankful for the opportunity to review this book and cant wait until the next two are available. I will definitely be getting them. I highly recommend this book to anyone.
Have you ever read a book that's so amazing, and you love it so much, that you know even the best review can't give the book the justice it deserves? Tempest was a book like that for me. I was drawn to Tempest when I saw the "broken flux capacitors" reference in the summary. Back to the Future is my favorite movie ever, so I knew Tempest was going to be a book for me! And I was right. Just like the summary of the book says, the time travel in Tempest doesn't require a DeLorean, flux capacitor, or plutonium. (Or a Mr. Fusion once Doc updates the car in the future.) Julie Cross has created a whole new version of time travel, and I absolutely loved it! She brings alternate time lines into the mix, which adds a cool spin on things. It also made me think and theorize, which I loved. (Time-travel/alternate time-line/parallel universe topics always make me excited. I'm cool like that ;) Jackson was a fantastic main character. He's a 19 year old guy, which we don't see much of as protagonists in YA fiction, so it was nice to read about someone different. He only recently learned he can time travel, but nothing he does affects his time line, so he has fun with it. What I liked best about him was how much he loved and cared for the people in his life, even if he wasn't big on showing it all the time. His actions said everything. His girlfriend Holly was great as well. We got to see her in both 2009 and 2007, and I liked seeing the two different Holly's. It was obvious from meeting both of them how two years -- especially between 17 and 19 -- can change a person. And Adam was awesome. He's the Doc Brown of the group. I imagine Doc's teenage self, if he was a teenager in 2009, would have been very similar to Adam! I also loved Jackson's twin Courtney, although I don't want to say much about her for fear of spoiling the book if you haven't read it yet. I'm hoping we get to learn more about her throughout the series, because I have a feeling there's more to her story than what we learned in Tempest. And then there was the ending. Wow. I don't want to give away spoilers, but the end will tug at your heart so much. I'm just glad I know this is going to be a trilogy, because if that was really the end, I would get seriously sad. There are also so many questions (and theories!) I want answers to, so I can't wait to read the rest of this series. Oh yeah, Tempest has also been optioned to become a movie! The book read very cinematically, so I can't wait to see it on the big screen. Thank you, Julie Cross, for writing such an excellent novel! I wish I could time travel into the future so I could read the rest of the trilogy without having to wait.
Take away the fact that he can travel into the past and Jackson is your typical young adult male. Sweet, charming, average intelligence and well kinda just going with the flow of young adult life. He knows he loves his girlfriend Holly, but sometimes has issues showing it, and opening up to her completely. Not just about his recently discovered time traveling abilities, but even things much more mundane.Things like how he is still affected by the loss of his twin sister, or how distant his father is. Much like your typical male, check that person, ('cause girls we are guilty of it too!) he doesn't even realize quite what Holly means to him until she takes a bullet meant for him. Even when he has the opportunity to start over and make things right with a younger Holly in the year 2007, he still keeps trying to go back to 'his' Holly. I REALLY liked this book. Cross did a wonderful job with her main character. You can see Jackson emotionally mature as the story progresses. It was also interesting to see the differences in 007 Holly and 009 Holly. The younger version still in high school, not having been molded by her future life experiences. This book isn't JUST a love story though. It is also has it's mysteries. How did Jackson get to be this way? Is his father a heartless CEO or a ruthless CIA agent? Who is the redheaded girl, who looks almost identical to Jackson's long dead twin sister? Just to name a few. Some questions are neatly answered, some only leading to more questions and others still a mystery. Yes it is the beginning of a trilogy, so I expected some of the questions to remain unanswered. However Cross did it in such a way that it made me more intrigued to read the next novel, and not annoyed. Some of the explanations of the time travel were a bit confusing. She did use Jackson's voice to help dumb down some of the more technical explanations. But still there were some that I had to reread or just shrug my shoulders and hope it would be explained differently later in the novel, or hopefully later in the series. Again, I REALLY liked this book. Even with some of the more technical aspects of time travel and how Jackson's brain works, I was drawn in. This is strong start to her series, and I can't wait to read more. It's being released a little late to be used as a Christmas present, but might I suggest you pre-order it for yourself? That way after all the craziness of the holidays is over, you have something to look forward to as a treat to yourself. *****In compliance with FTC guidelines, I'm disclosing that I received this book for free through GoodReads First Reads. **** (I recommend everybody should go check out all the awesome first read giveaways they have!)
I loved this book. This book is a must read. The summary of its terrible but the true book is amazing
Great book overall. I felt that it was a combination of Inception and Jumper, but that's just my take on things. Anyways, the sequence of events were clear and it was an easy read. I loved the story line and found the characters to be well developed, although I did feel that the romance part did take up more of the novel than would have been necessary. Other than that it's a good book that you probably won't want to put down until you finish. I'm looking forward to book 2.
Forget everything you thought you knew about time travel. This book doesn't follow your typical time traveling ideas. It goes in a different direction, one where those born with the Tempus gene are followed, sometimes even put to death because they don't do what they want them to do.Jackson is as typical as a 19 year old can be, the only thing different about him is he can time travel and his best friend Adam knows about his abilities. The two work together, conducting their own experiments concerning Jackson's abilities but things quickly go terribly wrong. Jackson is now stuck in the year 2007 and he's not quite sure how he can get back.At first, it was tough trying to figure out if this book would be something that I would enjoy. However, the deeper I got into the story, the more I became interested and the more I was rooting for Jackson. I wanted things to work out for him. I really didn't want him to go through sacrifices but I understood why he had to. This story made me really consider what I would change if I had the ability to travel in time. Would I change anything? Would I follow the same course? Or would I have the ability to walk away and let things go in a completely different way if I knew things would work out better if I just walked away? It really does make you think which I think is different than most YA novels out there today. They tell a story without bringing up other issues.
The concept of this book is great - a love story through time. I had a bit of a mental hurdle trying to get around the initial concept of time "jumping', as how Cross described it reminded me of the same concept in Steven Gould's book Jumper. However, once I worked around the hurdle I was able to enjoy the book. Until the next mental hurdle occurred - the time jumps themselves - they were hard to keep track of, especially near the end. Yet, it wasn't enough to distract from overall enjoyment of the book - of which there will be sequels (YEAH!)