Hunger Games and Divergent fans will DEVOUR this one.
Spectacle has made it to my TOP TEN LIST OF DYSTOPIAN BOOKS to read.
This book is totally ADDICTIVE, FAST-PACED and SUSPENSEFUL, with great lead characters and complex world building.
O...M...G... this one had me up all hours of the night. SIMPLY AMAZING.
I stayed up WAY TOO LATE reading this all in ONE SITTING.
WOW! I didn't want it to end.
A fantastic story of SURVIVAL and FRIENDSHIP. The story is FAST-PACED with GREAT CHARACTERS who I quickly became invested in.
This book will have you HOOKED from the beginning!
A REFRESHING CHANGE OF PACE. It doesn't follow along the current story formats that are so over done. I read it STRAIGHT THROUGH!
"How much longer?" I ask, nestling into him as he carries me. Not because I've forgiven him yet, or am trying to show him any kind of affection. The storm brought cooler temperatures - at least ten degrees - and Luxxe radiates heat like an oven.
Must be all that hot air.
"We have a while," he replies, his voice stiff and distant. His mind is elsewhere again.
I try to read his expression through the dark but can't. I'd give anything to know what's going on inside that head of his. What's in store for me when we get wherever we're going. What's in store for him, and why Blythe or anyone else has something to do with it. I think of the look on Maggie's face and swallow over the lump in my throat.
"What?" he asks. I'm sure he sees me squinting at him.
"Nothing," I lie.
"You still mad at me?" he asks after a short pause.
"Thought so," he mumbles. "Sorry."
"You better be," I say, trying to sound stern, except my voice quivers. I might be mad. I might be hurt. But I'm also scared. I don't want him to get chosen to fight in the arena. I don't want to lose him. And I sure as hell don't want to live the rest of my life wondering what his fate was.
He gives me a gentle squeeze.
"Sorry about your nose, though," I add.
"It's fine. Sorry about your forehead. Does it hurt?"
I run my fingertips over the scab. "I'll live."