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  • Series: Fallen (Book 1)
  • Paperback: 544 pages
  • Publisher: Simon Pulse; Bind-Up edition (March 9, 2010)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 1442408626
  • ISBN-13: 978-1442408623
  • Product Dimensions: 3.2 x 2.2 x 0.5 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 1.2 pounds (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.1 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (59 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #78,886 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Thomas E. Sniegoski is the author of more than two dozen novels for adults, teens, and children. His books for teens include Legacy, Sleeper Code, Sleeper Agenda, and Force Majeure, as well as The Fallen, The Brimstone Network, and the Magic Zero series. Also a comic book writer, Sniegoski collaborated with Bone creator Jeff Smith on the prequel miniseries Stupid, Stupid Rat Tails. Sniegoski was born and raised in Massachusetts, where he still lives with his wife Leanne and their French bulldog, Kirby. Visit him at Sniegoski.com.

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CHAPTER ONE

Aaron Corbet was having the dream again.

Yet it was so much more than that.

Since they began, over three months before, the visions of sleep had grown more and more intense—more vivid. Almost real.

He is making his way through the primitive city, an ancient place constructed of brown brick, mud, and hay. The people here are in a panic, for something attacks their homes. They run about frenzied, their frightened cries echoing throughout the cool night. Sounds of violence fill the air, blades clanging together in battle, the moans of the wounded—and something else he can’t quite place, a strange sound in the distance, but moving closer.

Other nights he has tried to stop the frightened citizens, to catch their attention, to ask them what is happening, but they do not see or hear him. He is a ghost to their turmoil.

Husbands and wives, shielding small children between them, scramble across sand-covered streets desperately searching for shelter. Again he listens to their fear-filled voices. He does not understand their language, but the meaning is quite clear. Their lives and the lives of their children are in danger.

For nights too numerous to count he has come to this place, to this sad village and witnessed the panic of its people. But not once has he seen the source of their terror.

He moves through the winding streets of the dream place, feeling the roughness of desert sand beneath his bare feet. Every night this city under siege becomes more real to him, and tonight he feels its fear as if it were his own. And again he asks himself, fear of what? Who are they who can bring such terror to these simple people?

In the marketplace a boy dressed in rags, no older than he, darts out from beneath a tarp covering a large pile of yellow, gourdlike fruit. He watches the boy stealthily travel across the deserted market, sticking close to the shadows. The boy nervously watches the sky as he runs.

Odd that the boy would be so concerned with the sky overhead.

The boy stops at the edge of the market and crouches within a thick pool of night. He stares longingly across the expanse of open ground at another area of darkness on the other side.

There is unrelenting fear on the dark-skinned youth’s face; his eyes are wide and white. What is he so afraid of? Aaronlooks up himself and sees only the night, like velvet adorned with twinkling jewels. There is nothing to fear there, only beauty to admire.

The boy darts from his hiding place and scrambles across the open area. He is halfway there when the winds begin. Sudden, powerful gusts that come out of nowhere, hurling sand, dirt, and dust.

The boy stops short and shields his face from the scouring particles. He is blinded, unsure of his direction. Aaron wants to call to him, to help the boy escape the mysterious sandstorm, but knows that his attempts would be futile, that he is only an observer.

And there is the sound. He can’t place it exactly, but knows it is familiar. There is something in the sky above—something that beats at the air, stirring the winds, creating the sudden storm.

The boy is screaming. His sweat-dampened body is powdered almost white in a sheen of fine dust and desert sand.

The sounds are louder now, closer.

What is that? The answer is right at the edge of his knowing. He again looks up into the sky. The sand still flies about, tossed by the winds. It stings his face and eyes, but he has to see—he has to know what makes these strange pounding sounds, what creates gusts of wind powerful enough to propel sand and rock. He has to know the source of such unbridled horror in these people of the dream-city—in this boy.

And through the clouds of fine debris, he sees them. For the first time he sees them.

They are wearing armor. Golden armor that glistens in the dancing light thrown from the flames of their weapons.

The boy runs toward him. It seems that Aaron is suddenly visible. The boy reaches out, pleading to be saved in the language of his people.

This time, he understands every word. He tries to answer, but earsplitting shrieks fill the night, the excited cries of predators that have discovered their prey.

The boy tries to run, but there are too many.

Aaron can do nothing but watch as the birdlike creatures descend from the sky, falling upon the boy, his plaintive screams of terror drowned out by the beating of powerful wings.

Angels’ wings.

LYNN, MASSACHUSETTS

It was Gabriel’s powerful, bed-shaking sneeze that pulled Aaron from the dream and back to the waking world.

Aaron’s eyes snapped open as another explosion of moisture dappled his face. For the moment, the dream was forgotten and all that occupied his mind was the attentions of an eighty-pound Labrador retriever named Gabriel.

“Unnngh,” he moaned as he pulled his arm up from the warmth beneath the covers to wipe away the newest spattering of dog spittle.

“Thanks, Gabe,” he said, his voice husky from sleep.

“What time is it anyway? Time to get up?” he asked the dog lying beside him.

The yellow retriever leaned its blocky head forward to lick the back of his exposed hand, his muscular bulk blocking Aaron’s view of the alarm clock.

“Okay, okay,” Aaron said as he pulled his other hand out to ruffle the dog’s velvety soft, golden-brown ears, and wiggled himself into an upright position to check the time.

Craving more attention, Gabriel flipped over onto his back and swatted at Aaron with his front paws. He chuckled and rubbed the dog’s exposed belly before training his eyes on the clock on the nightstand beside his bed.

Aaron watched the red digital readout change from 7:28 to 7:29.

“Shit,” he hissed.

Sensing alarm in his master, Gabriel rolled from his back to his stomach with a rumbling bark.

Aaron struggled from the bed, whipped into a frenzy by the lateness of the hour.

“Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit,” he repeated as he pulled off his Dave Matthews concert T-shirt and threw it onto a pile of dirty clothes in the corner of the room. He pulled down his sweatpants and kicked them into the same general vicinity. He was late. Very late.

He’d been studying for Mr. Arslanian’s history exam last night, and his head was so crammed with minutiae about the Civil War that he must have forgotten to set the alarm. He had less than a half hour to get to Kenneth Curtis High School before first bell.

Aaron lunged for his dresser and yanked clean underwear and socks from the second drawer. In the mirror above, he could see Gabriel curiously staring at him from the bed.

“Man’s best friend, my butt,” he said to the dog on his way into the bathroom. “How could you let me oversleep?”

Gabriel just fell to his side among the tousled bedclothes and sighed heavily.

Aaron managed to shower, brush his teeth, and get dressed in a little more than seventeen minutes.

I might be able to pull this off yet, he thought as he bounded down the stairs, loaded bookbag slung over his shoulder. If he got out the door right at this moment and managed to make all the lights heading down North Common, he could probably pull into the parking lot just as the last bell rang.

It would be close, but it was the only option he had.

In the hallway he grabbed his jacket from the coatrack and was about to open the door when he felt Gabriel’s eyes upon him.

The dog stood behind him, watching him intensely, head cocked at a quizzical angle that said, “Haven’t you forgotten something?”

Aaron sighed. The dog needed to be fed and taken out to do his morning business. Normally he would have had more than enough time to see to his best friend’s needs, but today was another story.

“I can’t, Gabe,” he said as he turned the doorknob. “Lori will give you breakfast and take you out.”

And then it hit him. He’d been in such a hurry to get out of the house that he hadn’t noticed his foster mother’s absence.

“Lori?” he called as he stepped away from the door and quickly made his way down the hall to the kitchen. Gabriel followed close at his heels.

This is odd, he thought. Lori was usually the first to rise in the Stanley household. She would get up around five A.M., get the coffee brewing, and make her husband, Tom, a bag lunch so he could be out of the house and to the General Electric plant where he was a foreman, by seven sharp.

The kitchen was empty, and with a hungry Gabriel by his side, Aaron made his way through the dining room to the living room.

The room was dark, the shades on the four windows still drawn. The television was on, but had gone to static. His seven-year-old foster brother, Stevie, sat before the twenty-two-inch screen, staring as if watching the most amazing television program ever produced.

Across the room, below a wall of family photos that had jokingly become known as the wall of shame, his foster mom was asleep in a leather recliner. Aaron was disturbed at how old she looked, slumped in the chair, wrapped in a worn, navy blue terry cloth robe. It was the first time he ever really thought about her growing older, and that there would be a day when she wouldn’t be around anymore. Where the hell did that come from? he wondered. He pushed the strange and really depressing train of thought away and attempted to think of something more pleasant.

When the Stanleys had taken him into their home as a foster c...

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Read this first book and you will want to read the next as soon as possible.
Booklover
Having said that, I rented the movie before having read the book and so I already knew the climax.
Suzanne
Still, it wasn't enough to detract from the story and make me not want to continue.
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7 of 7 people found the following review helpful By MichaelP on December 25, 2010
Format: Paperback
Even though I am an over forty reader, I find a lot of the YA books are just as fascinating and entertaining as the adult genre. This series of books about fallen angels is exciting and even a little sinful. I really like the fact that the main character is male. Most of the YA books deal with female angst ridden characters. Aaron is a likeable anti-hero with just enough bad-boy in him to make him seem real. The religious overtones are not too preachy or asking the reader to believe in something against their will. The pace makes it hard to put the book down. The movie adaptation is good, but veers of dramatically from the books. I am looking forward to reading more from this author.
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26 of 33 people found the following review helpful By Darkfallen on February 4, 2011
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Okay so let me start by saying this book is not what it appears. What is that saying again? Oh yeah "don't judge a book by it's cover. " At first glance you see a hot guy standing there, and you know from the title it is about fallen angels, so one would assume it's a chicky YA book right? Yeah no so much. This book I think would have better received by the male persuasion. Even though a guy wouldn't be caught reading a book with a cover of a half naked guy. That being said let's get on with it shall we?

Aaron is the average 17 yr old boy except he's not.... Aaron has never met his birth parents. His mom died during birth and his dad is just another run off dead beat....or is he? Aaron lives with his wonderful foster family that he adores. It is sweet to see how much he cares for them and is autistic little foster brother. His best friend happens to be his dog. ( which just so happens to have the best dialogue in this book) Aaron starts having weird dreams and things happen to him when it all comes crashing down on his 18th birthday. I don't want to spoil anything so I'm going to get on with this review.

It is a good thing this book came as a double feature. If book 1 and 2 wasn't bound together I probably wouldn't have picked up the second book. The first one is very slow and lengthy. To much filler for a first in a series. The story kinda hits the ground running. In a sense that you meet a lot of different characters. The book is told in the third person and it doesn't work for this book. You end up reading a bunch of stuff you don't really care about and buy the time you start to find yourself building ties to a character it drops off, and your on to someone/someplace new.
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8 of 9 people found the following review helpful By LAS Reviewer on October 13, 2010
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What's better than a guy with a beautiful set of wings? When he knows how to use them.

When I picked up this book (which is really two, but they flow so well together, I forgot it was two), I broke a cardinal rule. I liked the cover. But I have to say, that it was worth it. I don't read a ton of YA, but this one was indeed cool. Fallen angels, demons, and the ability to speak to animals (or at least understand them); caught my attention from page one. I felt like I was there with Aaron, learning about his heritage, and coming to terms with what he is, the son of a fallen angel and a human female.

This book was hard to put down. Why? It moves at a nice, brisk pace and there are plenty of little details that correlate (sort of) to The Bible. It was rather fun to try to figure out how the main players were manipulated to create this story, and it was totally worth the read.

Aaron, even though he's not a typical teen, is a good teen for others to read about. Talk about angst. Yeah, the guy has issues. Girls, who he is, frustration, it's all here, but with a great paranormal twist. I loved his dog, Gabriel. He's got the best lines. What got to be a bit troubling was the heavy-handed use of passive voice. Sometimes I felt like I wasn't really in Aaron's point of view where it would've been better to be. Still, it wasn't enough to detract from the story and make me not want to continue.

I'm glad I read this book. If you want a paranormal that's a little off the beaten path, then pick up a copy of The Fallen. I give it 4.5 suns.

Originally posted at Aurora Reviews
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20 of 26 people found the following review helpful By D. Kraus on April 29, 2010
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I couldn't agree less with the above review. I've read all four books in the Fallen series and find all the stories engaging and solid. I bought the four books when they originally came out and plan to pick up these new combined editions. Solid, fun, touching and action packed stories make for a great read! Don't pass them up! Ignore the above review you'll cheat yourself out of some great reading!
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful By CoLiamPet on December 21, 2012
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Alright, I had to split the difference here and give this three stars: four for The Fallen and two for Leviathan. Because of the desparity, I broke the review down into two parts.

The Fallen:
Fast paced, well written with fascinating biblical lore. A most excellent beginning! What I love about Sniegoski's novel is that the lines between good and evil are often blurred, leaving the reader to decide what and how they feel. Plus, there's a talking dog! How do you not love a talking dog?

The characters are well written and easy to empathize with, even the "bad" angels. Aaron is appropriately conflicted and reticent. Camael and Verchiel are perfectly constructed, and appropriately illustrate the ages old battle between good and evil.

I can't wait to see where this story goes!

Leviathan:
Okay, maybe I can wait to see where the story goes. Apparently nowhere.
While the characters evolve (always a plus), the story is literally a throw away. When finally I'd finished the book, I was perplexed, wondering how this particular arc factored into the series, of which there are SEVEN books. I just didn't get it and felt that I could have skipped it entirely and moved onto book three without fear of losing momentum, something I wish I had done.

This installment focuses on a mysterious little seaside town where strange things abound. Okay, groovy. But that's it. Aaron is almost immediately separated from Camael, who is a non-factor throughout much of this tale (and he was a fave of mine), and we spend 85% of our reading time following a hapless Aaron around as he tries to figure out the mystery. *Yawn*

BUT, I've read books three and four and the story has resumed its awesomeness! So don't despair, read the series, aside from book two it is really great.
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