Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Blog Tour: Tainted Energy by Lynn Vroman: Review

Title: Tainted Energy
Author: Lynn Vroman
Genre: Young Adult Fantasy
Published: Nov 4 2014 by Untold Press

Pages:  241
Rating: 5/5 Stars


For seventeen-year-old Lena, living in the trailer park with the rest of town’s throwaways isn’t exactly paradise. Dealing with a drunken father who can't keep his fists to himself doesn’t help matters either. The only good thing in her life, other than track, is the mysterious man who visits her dreams, promising to find her.
When a chair burns her arms, Lena chalks it up to stress-induced crazy. Yet as bizarre incidents escalate, even being crazy can’t explain it all away… until one day dream guy does find her.
Tarek lost Lena seventeen years ago after she was accused of treason and marked Tainted. He finally discovers her reborn on Earth into a life of suffering as punishment for her crime. However, someone else has already found her… and wants her dead. Willing to sacrifice everything, he fights to keep her safe so she can live the only life she’s ever known—even if that life doesn’t include him.

Tainted Energy was an out of the world, mind blowing read!!!!  I absolutely fell in love with everything about the book.  The characters, plot, world-building and the concept were superb!!!  FANTASTIC!!!!  I was so emotionally invested in this book that I didn't want it to end.  I even got teary eyes at the end!!!!  The concept was so unique that I couldn't get enough of it.  It was nice to be able to get my hands on something different.  This story was beautifully written.  I was able to vividly see what was going on in the story.  I also felt so many feels with this book.  I was really pulling for Tarek and Lena from the beginning.  They have such a beautiful story and I couldn't help but fall in love with them.  I was also able to connect with them on a deeper level due to reading from both points of view.  I loved being inside both of their heads seeing how they truly felt.
The characters in this book have to be some of my favorites.  Lena is a character anyone can relate to.  She is nice and caring, but also a loner.  She has suffered a lot during this cycle as punishment.  She lives in a rundown trailer with an abusive father.  People know she is being abused, but they all look the other way.  She has one friend that seems to care a lot for her.  Zander has been her friend for 3 months.  He only sees her and when she is close to him, she only sees him.  He didn't plan on falling for her so plans change because of that.  Wilma, the lunch lady, has been watching over her longer than she has ever suspected.  She has also grown to love Lena.  Wilma will do anything and everything to protect Lena.  She has become like a daughter to Wilma.  Tarek is hot, sexy and just flat out gorgeous!!!  I loved feeling how he felt for Lena.  The love they have for each other was just beautiful.  He has been so lost without her, but he never gave up searching.  He never gave up on what they had.  Even though Lena knew him from her dreams, she doesn't know what they had.  She feels it though.  And even though Lena isn't the same Lena as before, Tarek falls in love with everything new about the new Lena.  At first though, it was a hard adjustment for him, but the connection was always there.  Tarek loved her unconditionally, and he would do anything and I mean anything to protect her.  Which he proved at the end.
Tainted Energy has become one of my favorite books.  It wasn't predicable at all!!!  I had no clue who was good or bad or what was going to happen at the end.  That made it even more enjoyable.  The surprises and twists left me shell-shocked and eager for more.  I can't wait to see what happens in the next book.  I am hoping that I don't have to wait too long for the sequel.  This book kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time.  It was a real page turner. I honestly couldn't turn the pages fast enough.  I want more!!!!   Like I said, I did get teary eyed at the end.  I loved how Lynn tied up the end, but also left it open.  Gave me some hope!!!  Their story isn't finished yet, and I can't wait to see what happens next!!!  This is a book that I will definitely be rereading!!!  It is a MUST read, and I highly recommend it!!!!

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Goodreads- book link:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22739224-tainted-energy


Nothing annoyed me more than crappy best friends. The type who did stupid stuff, like grab my shoulder and scream right in my ear, "Help me, Barbara!"
I jumped and a cloud of popcorn exploded above us. The kernels remaining in the tub I threw in Zander's face.
We sat in the back row, Night of the Living Dead on the screen. No emergency exit signs interrupted the darkness, adding a little more to the scare department. But Zander killed the mood as soon as the graveyard scene popped up.
"You promised to watch, now watch." I chucked the popcorn tub at him when he wouldn't stop laughing.
"Fine, but my hands are stayin' in my pockets this time." He rubbed the tiny crescent-shaped marks on his left hand. "I have no idea why you watch these things. You can't sit through one without a week of nightmares."
"Not true. The Ring was just extra freaky."
"Ah, and so were The Shining and Paranormal Activity..." His southern accent rolled off his tongue like sap from a maple tree. "I think you like bein' afraid all the time."
I hated it when he was right. "Shut up."
Fear triggered the fight-or-flight mechanism in our brains. The signal that proved we still wanted to live. That was my theory, anyway.
Maybe I was a masochist, but I did like experiencing the fear. It ensured the numbness hadn't completely taken over. Numb could be good. A takeover, though…not so good. Zander shoved that logic in my face and smeared my nose in it every time I decided to make sure fight or flight still worked.
"All right, but when you're lyin' in that floating bed tonight, don't expect dream guy to save you."
"Don't worry." I slumped in my chair, focusing on the screen. During a weak moment, and after a couple stolen beers from Dad's case, I told Zander about Him–my dream guy with gray eyes and dimples. He acted odd afterward, especially when I admitted what Him always promised: I'll find you.
Yeah, Him was what I called my imaginary guy. No one ever accused me of being creative. Point was, for the last month Zander decided to make a joke of it. I'd never told anybody about my dreams, and I guess I should've kept it that way.
Hey, self, remind me again why Zander held the bestie slot? Oh, right. He was the only one who applied for the position.
The next hour we watched in silence. I'd seen this movie at least ten times already, and so his concern of me mauling him never happened.
About the time Barbara annoyed everyone in the house with her relentless Where's Johnny question, Zander's constant slurping and ice-crunching crawled under my skin. "It's empty."
He took one last noisy sip and stood, blocking my view. "I'm gonna get a refill. You want one?"
"No. Christ!" I bent and twisted to see around him while he countered every move with a grin. I didn't want to admit it, but that grin always caused my brain to cloud. Hell, having him within a ten-foot radius caused a huge case of head fuzz. But to be clear, I wasn't the only mountain dweller who found that smile, or that accent, hot.
"Suit yourself. Be back in a sec." He gathered up some empty wrappers and went out the door, creating a quick flash of light in the room.
Once he left, it didn't take long for the dark to fold me into its arms as the moans on the screen grew louder. When a particularly menacing zombie ate Barbara, I let out a tiny yelp–even though I knew it was going to happen. My face heated, and I looked around, happy no one witnessed.
I'll go with coward for $500, Alex.
Sinking deeper into my seat, I watched the whole house get taken over by zombies, my heart pounding and the hairs on my arms standing at attention. Two minutes alone and I was already freaked out.
I gripped the armrests, stealing a glance at the exit. My nails dug into the plastic. Leaving was the obvious remedy, but my legs refused to walk toward the door.
A zombie eating black and white brains filled the screen.
Screw this.
I was out of there whether my legs were ready or not. Yes! Fight or flight still in perfect working order.
Zander was right. I had issues.
I planted my feet on the cement floor and tensed to run. As I hopped up, my arms refused to come with me. I made the mistake of looking down.
What the…?
The armrests curled around my hands, the plastic ends separating into thin, spider-like fingers. I screamed, trying to yank my hands away, but the armrests became stronger, forming rows of fingers that encased the whole length of my arms, burning them. Tears flooded my vision, the pain branding my skin.
Panic turned into terror when the theater filled with whispers that brushed through my hair like wind and hit me in the face like an open palm. The whispering slipped into my throat when I opened my mouth, gagging me while it pushed me back into the seat. I struggled as the chair sucked me in and gasped for enough air to yell, the sound coming out as a grunt.
My head stayed glued against the seat, my scalp searing as I tried to yank it free. Then the movie stopped playing. Total darkness swallowed me, the blackness stealing the last drops of my courage. No matter how hard I tugged, my arms refused to pull free. I strained to turn my head toward the exit, but it stayed nailed to the chair. All I could do was look forward and try to relax my arms to stop the burning.
The whispers grew quieter, and the hold it had on my head weakened when I stopped moving. I cleared my throat. "Zander!"
My arms loosened a fraction.
"Help me!"


"What about you? You immortal or something?"
His eyes hardened, the smile turning a little dangerous. "No, I'm just really good at staying alive."

"You always smell like apples and flowers." She inhaled deeper, making it hard for him to breath.
"It's our orchard." The strain of control made his voice a whisper, and against his better judgment, he bent to kiss the top of her head, allowing his lips to linger in the softness of her hair.
"Our orchard? Is that where we're going?" She craned her neck, and green eyes shot him straight in the heart.
Mouth dry, he said, "Somewhere better."

"I've known you for centuries…you've known me for less than two weeks." He leaned in until our lips almost touched. "You wanted me to see you. But, you need to see me, too."

"I love you, Lena. Then...now...always."

Author Bio:

Lynn Vroman
Born in Pennsylvania, Lynn spent most of her childhood, especially during math class, daydreaming. The main result that came from honing her imagination skills was brilliantly failing algebra. Today, she still spends an obscene amount of time in her head, only now she writes down all the cool stuff.
With a degree in English Literature, Lynn used college as an excuse to read for four years straight. She lives in the Pocono Mountains with her husband, raising the four most incredible human beings on the planet. She writes young adult novels, both fantasy and contemporary.

Amazon Author Page:  http://www.amazon.com/Lynn-Vroman/e/B00O0V28CI/

1 comment:

  1. This sounds fantastic! Adding to my shelf!