Series Review | Delirium by Lauren Oliver

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Book Review: Requiem (Delirium #3)

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Series review coming shortly.

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Visions Cover Reveal Today!

Can’t wait to read this!!!

Julayn Adams

I’m so excited to share the cover for the next chapter in the Almana Series, Visions! If you are a blogger/reviewer and would like an opportunity to read and review Almana in time for ARC’s, it’s not too late. Scroll to the bottom of the page to contact me 🙂 Thank you, in advance to those of you who may reblog this!

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Visions (Book II of the Almana Series)

Genre: YA, Fantasy, Dystopia/Post-apocalyptic, Romance

Publisher: Angel Press Publishing

Publication Date: December 2017

The Blurb:

Visions, the second book in the captivating Almana Series from international bestselling author, Julayn Adams.

In a world full of violence and hatred, Alexa still believes in hope. She is the reason Almana left heaven to risk everything, including her own immortal soul. But when Almana returns from the abyss with visions of an impending attack on their community, Alexa’s plans to…

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Novella Review: Raven (Delirium #2.5)

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Book Review: Pandemonium (Delirium #2)

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Even Nice Guys Hate The Word “No”

Obvi, We're The Ladies

My mother is from Brooklyn. Flatbush, to be exact. She is also a red-head. As a red-headed, freckled little girl in Flatbush between 1971-1994, you can imagine how quickly she learned to toughen up.

She looked over her shoulder as she ran to catch the 2 or the 5, not knowing whether she preferred to be inside the subway or out. Mom called her brother when she was mugged, not the cops; not that they took much. One of five children, anything extra my mother had was either in her belly or on her back. She fought for all she had because she worked like hell for it.

I know nothing of this life. I have lived in a sheltered little Long-Island ranch since I was four years old. If my parents struggled, I didn’t know it. I only know of fighting and mugging and the evils of the world…

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At 14

Only See Your Good Side

Lime green crop top,

UV handprint

stitched across the breast-

something I stole from Camden market

because I was the best

at theft

(and running).

All that summer,
I never bought a single thing.

I thought that I was grown

and knew it all and more,

and that I’d always known.
Thought I was not a little girl

while throwing toys

against the world, to see what stuck.

SaidI don’t give a fuck
and felt brave, and tall.
But for all the make-up, I was young

and the grown up pose I struck

was always wrong.

(I see that in the photos, now

of clothes that I was not allowed,

me,drinking on the spinning ground,

withfriends around me.)
I was the best at running,

the best at theft.

But that long, boldsummer,

I wasn’t old enough

for saying yes.

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