I sighed, wondering if a good night’s sleep would fix me since most of the medical journals in the Waterloo Region Library advised that rest was the best remedy for people out of sorts. The allegory was incredible! I really enjoyed the hints and nods weaved beautifully into the story and world-building, it made my believer heart so incredibly happy to see this in a YA fantasy…I look forward to reading this with my son when he’s older.

I had to drop it. I would drop the glass ball on the sidewalk and leave. And I would never, ever think about this moment again; the moment I realized I was losing my mind. Chapter, The Second

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A Soul as Cold as Frost instantly transports you into a magical world that the whole family will adore. Fans of Chronicles of Narnia will be thrilled with this new wintery adventure!" (Nikki Mitchell, author of Nightshade Forest) My mittens rubbed my numb face as I looked to where Sylvia had disappeared inside the bakery. She was probably already shuffling a pie into her bag and digging through her purse for change. Faith lies at the center of this story, melding fantasy with hints of the first Christmas story is an intriguing and beautiful way.

As the conversations at my aunt’s dining table grew in volume, I noticed my grandmother’s focus fall distant behind the reflection of her family in her glasses. She was a body here, with a mind somewhere else. Like me. I remember there were scenes where I would wonder, “So, what’s the villain doing? Oh, she’s still walking toward him with a sword. She started that three paragraphs ago…” For me, these instances pulled me out of the story and made it difficult to continue. Helen I smooshed my face against the window, my hands cupping around my eyes to see where he went. But beyond where the boy had been, two dozen beings of unnatural height congregated around tables, hunching to fit beneath the ceiling. The sight sent a barrel of heat rolling through my stomach. Pointy ears and long noses protruded from their heads, hidden only when they sipped from their steaming mugs. Some of them had to be as tall as the lampposts outside. Are you alright, Trite? she asked again in a pressing tone that made me think she had somewhere to be. Her accent wasn’t one I recognized.I really liked Jennifer Kropf’s short story in the book Enchanted Waters. And since that was a prequel to this book, I decided to give this one a go. The setting is enchanting, the characters endearing, the magical creatures downright fabulous and the narrative a delight. I really want to know what’s going to happen next and what adventures are coming from this author. As I said, I enjoyed reading it but there are some things that made my reading go slow. I have to say the characters are really good and definitely I love them. If you want to give it a try do it, it’s really interesting and entertaining but keep in mind what I just wrote. A hand emerged to pull the scarf down, revealing the distinct face of a girl who looked younger than I’d assumed. Despite her ruggedness, she had a soft mouth. Never in my sixteen years of life had I believed in things unseen until that day. I had never created an imaginary friend as a child or believed in ghosts or the work of angels. But on that cold December afternoon, everything I knew went up in a gray cloud of smoke.

The spark had become a torch behind her eyes, her irises glittering like the diamonds in the jeweler’s window.There are so many layers to ASACAF, including clever Christian symbolism woven throughout, bringing this book to another level of storytelling. Everybody that’s anybody in Winter is throwing around some pretty sweet ice magic. Namely Zane and the evil queen. Thanks to the author’s vivid descriptions, I was able to very clearly “see” the ice magic in action, almost feel it blasting off my skin.

My muscles seized, lurching me to a halt. I thought I was dreaming, but I couldn’t peel my stare away, even though all I could think about was running for my life. I really liked Helen. I was able to connect and relate to her in different ways, something that I love when reading a book. She’s a lover of books and has a quiet spirit. She feels so ordinary. But her story isn’t ordinary at all. I just really liked her! There’s very little to no romance in the book. Which is fine with me, but if you’re expecting romance because of the blurb, you won’t find any.

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There’s a reason we lean on the sciences. Theories give us ways to cope with things we can’t otherwise explain. Brilliant minds scribe papers and books, journals and lists, all in the name of trying to find the most supported reasons why things happen the way they do. I jumped in surprise when the still haze erupted into a volcanic blanket of white flakes, littering the end of the street and temporarily eating a streetlamp before it calmed. I rubbed my eyes, questioning what in the world was going on with me when a Toooot! blasted through the space, bringing a startled scream from my throat. Alarmed customers stared, taking in my dripping wet coat and soggy-butt pants. I liked to see the relationship between Zane and Helen. I think I see a romance in the works. (Yes, I am a romantic)🥰😂