The setting is well crafted. The pacing is engaging. I like the twist on A Comedy of Errors. If you like books like An Ember in the Ashes, you will probably enjoy this one.
Sibling rivalry, twins, a crown, and a kingdom at stake. This has all the good gooey parts to make anyone intrigued. Brandt has taken care to produce a couple of siblings who feel real. The dialogue is clean, precise and keeps the story motoring on. I'll be eager to read more!
Sibling rivalry, twins, a crown, and a kingdom at stake. This has all the good gooey parts to make anyone intrigued. Brandt has taken care to produce a couple of siblings who feel real. The dialogue is clean, precise and keeps the story motoring on. I'll be eager to read more!
Royal twins take on separate roles that they are destined for in order to lead their kingdom into a bright and prosperous future. However, as teenagers, the two find love much too quickly, and one acts on jealousy that leads to deadly consequences.
After recently transferring into a new school, Amber Talbot decides to investigate several rumors about the ghosts that haunt her new school. However, as the night progresses, she slowly begins to lose her grip on reality.
“I don’t get it," I said quizzically staring at the garment she held so proudly in her hands. "What’s the deal with lab coats? You do plenty of work at home in your pajamas, it’s not like wearing a lab coat somehow transforms you into Super Science Girl.”
“It’s to ensure the lab is hygienic and no one is contaminated. You can’t hide stains on a white coat. Mostly though, if you spill a chemical on yourself the idea is that the coat will absorb it or at least give you enough time to prevent the liquid from reaching your clothes or skin.”
“But isn’t this a quantum physics lab?” I asked, “I mean it’s not like you guys are messing with anything dirty.”
"A very astute observation, Doctor Scientist." Sylvia smirked angrily, taking the coat off its hanger and throwing it at me, causing me to crash my car in the game and nearly scold myself with coffee.
“Hey!” I yelled.
“Were you suggesting quantum physicists can’t spill coffee?” she asked, then walked to our room and slammed the door shut.