End of 2015 Reading List

  • Crimson Peak by Nancy Holder
    I just really want to read this book. Not just because of Tom Hiddleston, but because I’ve always been intrigued with the idea of a horror story being entangled with romance of any sort. So I’m going to pre-order it when I get the chance and I’m going to sit impatiently in wait of October 20th!

    When her heart is stolen by a seductive stranger, a young woman is swept away to a house atop a mountain of blood-red clay: a place filled with secrets that will haunt her forever.

    Between desire and darkness, between mystery and madness, lies the truth behind Crimson Peak. From acclaimed director Guillermo del Toro.

  • Outlander by Diana Gabaldon
    I’m currently in the middle of reading this at the moment. But dealing with it being so big and me having been busy with NaNo prep, I haven’t gotten to read it as fast as I normally could. So here’s hoping that I finish it by the end of December!

    The year is 1945. Claire Randall, a former combat nurse, is just back from the war and reunited with her husband on a second honeymoon when she walks through a standing stone in one of the ancient circles that dot the British Isles. Suddenly she is a Sassenach—an “outlander”—in a Scotland torn by war and raiding border clans in the year of Our Lord…1743.

    Hurled back in time by forces she cannot understand, Claire is catapulted into the intrigues of lairds and spies that may threaten her life, and shatter her heart. For here James Fraser, a gallant young Scots warrior, shows her a love so absolute that Claire becomes a woman torn between fidelity and desire—and between two vastly different men in two irreconcilable lives.

  • The Raven Boys by Maggie Stiefvater
    I’m also currently reading this, but had to put it on pause thanks to NaNo prep. No worries! I can’t wait for when December comes and I get to just sit down and chill out and read it. Hope I get to finish it by the end of December… A friend suggested this to me since she knew I liked Shiver so much. I’m about five chapters in and it’s hooked into my skin.

    It is freezing in the churchyard, even before the dead arrive.

    Every year, Blue Sargent stands next to her clairvoyant mother as the soon-to-be dead walk past. Blue herself never sees them—not until this year, when a boy emerges from the dark and speaks directly to her.

    His name is Gansey, and Blue soon discovers that he is a rich student at Aglionby, the local private school. Blue has a policy of staying away from Aglionby boys. Known as Raven Boys, they can only mean trouble.

    But Blue is drawn to Gansey, in a way she can’t entirely explain. He has it all—family money, good looks, devoted friends—but he’s looking for much more than that. He is on a quest that has encompassed three other Raven Boys: Adam, the scholarship student who resents all the privilege around him; Ronan, the fierce soul who ranges from anger to despair; and Noah, the taciturn watcher of the four, who notices many things but says very little.

    For as long as she can remember, Blue has been warned that she will cause her true love to die. She never thought this would be a problem. But now, as her life becomes caught up in the strange and sinister world of the Raven Boys, she’s not so sure anymore.

    From Maggie Stiefvater, the bestselling and acclaimed author of the Shiver trilogy and The Scorpio Races, comes a spellbinding new series where the inevitability of death and the nature of love lead us to a place we’ve never been before.

  • The Hotel Eden Stories by Ron Carlson
    In all honesty, I just want to read this because one of its short stories was what one of my most favorite movies, Kieth was based off of. Gotta love those cancer-patient romance dramas.

    Prepare to be amused, moved, and disturbed. With these twelve exceptional tales, Ron Carlson takes readers to a world where wit has heft, charm has shadow, and human beings act out all the complicated nuances of love.In the title story, a young man waiting in the Hotel Eden discovers — as many others have — that Eden is not a permanent domicile. In “Zanduce at Second”, a baseball player turned kille by accident undergoes a surprising transformation. We root for escaped felon Ray in “A Note on the Type” and drive through the sweltering summer streets of Phoenix as a nineteen-year-old narrator goes through an unsettling sexual awakening in “Oxygen”.

    Carlson’s work has always made a difference. Whether his characters are getting sabotaged by nightcaps or encountering nudists on a rafting trip, he takes us to a generous array of places in a new way.

  • Sundays at Tiffany’s by James Patterson
    I’ve recently tried watching the movie but due to the mix of bad acting and amazing story plot, I gave up on it and decided to read the book instead.

    As a little girl, Jane has no one. Her mother Vivienne Margaux, the powerful head of a major New York theater company has no time for her. But she does have one friend–Michael–and no one can see him but her. But Michael can’t stay with Jane forever, and on her eighth birthday, her imaginary friend must leave her.

    When Jane is in her thirties, working for her mother’s company, she is just as alone as she was as a child. Her boyfriend hardly knows she’s there and is more interested in what Vivienne can do for his career. Her mother practically treats her as a slave in the office, despite the great success of Jane’s first play, “Thank Heaven.” Then she finds Michael–handsome, and just the same as she remembers him, only now he’s not imaginary. For once in her life, Jane is happy–and has someone who loves her back. But not even Michael knows the reason behind why they’ve really been reunited.

  • Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon
    I repeat. Gotta love those cancer patient romance dramas.

    My disease is as rare as it is famous. Basically, I’m allergic to the world. I don’t leave my house, have not left my house in seventeen years. The only people I ever see are my mom and my nurse, Carla.

    But then one day, a moving truck arrives next door. I look out my window, and I see him. He’s tall, lean and wearing all black—black T-shirt, black jeans, black sneakers, and a black knit cap that covers his hair completely. He catches me looking and stares at me. I stare right back. His name is Olly.

    Maybe we can’t predict the future, but we can predict some things. For example, I am certainly going to fall in love with Olly. It’s almost certainly going to be a disaster.


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