Review for Secrets of the Moon by Kristy Centeno!!

Title:  Secrets of the Moon

Author:   Kristy Centeno

Published:  July 7th, 2013

Publisher:  Inkspell Publishing

Word Count:  123,647

Genre:  YA Paranormal Romance

Recommended Age:   16+

Synopsis: Teenager Marjorie Emery eluded death. As she struggles to get her life back on track, she believes her efforts are paying off. Yet, when a black dressing, unfriendly, and incredibly handsome hottie walks into her classroom, she’s forced into a tailspin. Marjorie has no idea how much his presence is going to shatter what little tranquility she’s achieved.

Kyran Rousseau’s gloomy nature has a name, one that is potentially fatal under the right circumstances. His family harbors secrets and does everything to protect Kyran. While, he doesn’t want to ruin Marjorie’s normal life, love has a way of changing his plans.

Falling for Kyran is the least of Marjorie’s worries. With a faceless threat hunting her and a boyfriend who's as dangerous as he is good looking—how can Marjorie and Kyran keep all hell from breaking loose before it’s too late?

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THE REVIEW

Alright, I read this book until the wee hours of the morning... after one this morning to be exact!!!  I had to find out what happens with Marjorie and Kyran!!!  

This book started off really sad.... four teenage girls make the catastrophic decision to drink and drive, and it almost costs them their lives.  Thirteen months later, Marjorie is still dealing with consequences of her actions that night.  Her parents are almost bankrupt from the medical bills, and her best friend Angela is paralyzed from the waist down.  Although her friend doesn't blame her, Marjorie blames herself for the whole accident.  

When a newcomer named Kyran Rousseau starts at her college, Marjorie feels the attraction instantly.  He's moody and incredibly goodlooking, and she's determined to keep away from him.  Soon, he and his family make difficult to ignore them.  Once she gets to know Kyran, she realizes there is something wrong with him; he's not your typical twenty-one year old male.  He's different, but she can't figure out why.  His family hedges the question everytime she asks them, and she knows they are keeping secrets from her.  

Things for Marjorie start getting scary when she realizes there is some kind of beast stalking her and killing the neighboring animals.  She doesn't tell anyone of her encounter with the animal, because people would think she was nuts.  After some research, she discovers it's a werewolf that is haunting the woods behind her house, and she's scared to death about what it will do to her.

Kyran, continues to get weirder and weirder to her.  He's struggling with his control, and it concerns her. He's not well, and his family won't tell her what is wrong with him.  Once Marjorie finds out the complete truth about him, her life is in danger.  She can't trust him, but can't stay away from.  He means too much to her.  His twin brother Alexis protects her against him, and will stop at nothing to protect her.  

Soon, Marjorie finds out that the werewolf that is haunting her woods, is actually stalking her. She doesn't know why, but does know that the leader of the pack wants her for a mate.  She's determined to not let that happen!  It is up to Kyran's family to protect her and her family.

I loved this book!!  I had to know what happened, and I wasn't disappointed!!  I was only going to read until eleven, but when I looked at the clock it was after one in the morning... oops.... but the book coma I have today is so worth struggling through!!  

The one constant in Marjorie's life was her friends.  Even after the accident, they still remained friends.  She starts to see the true colors of one, and when the true feelings come to light, Marjorie is the one who is left hurt.  

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THE AUTHOR

 

About the Author:

As a child, she used to lose herself in an imaginary world by the means of a good book. Now that she's all grown up, Kristy gets to create her own fictional realms and make them come to life in ways that most readers might not expect.

She’s always had a passion for writing but never had the opportunity to do so until now. After trying out numerous options, she realized that writing was what she loved the most so when she found herself with some free time on her hands, she decided to pursue her passion. As it turned out, her very active imagination helped her achieve her goals of creating believable plots with some ordinary, and some not so ordinary characters that helped the stories move along one way or another.

As she keeps moving along in achieving her dreams of becoming a published author, she divides her time in between her four children and her very understanding husband.

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THE EXCERPT:

Excerpt from Secrets of the Moon by Kristy Centeno:

Minutes later we arrived, and just in time for our eight a.m. classes. Claire, Tracy, and I dispersed to our respective classrooms upon entering the building, agreeing to meet later on for lunch.

Usually, I’d sit in one of the chairs at the first row of tables, since I barely made it in time for class; but today the only available seats were at the back—where no one likes to sit because it’s too far away from the writing board. No one paid attention to me as I scooted by to the back of the classroom and grabbed one of the empty seats at the last row of tables. The seat to the left of me was empty and everyone else had chosen their seats, so I was a little relieved that I wouldn’t be sharing the table with anyone. I wasn’t in the mood for small talk, so sitting alone came as a bonus. When a few moments had gone by and no one else showed up, the teacher began his lecture for the day. With book, notebook, and pen in hand, I began to take notes of what the teacher was either saying or writing on the board, when the door opened and someone stepped inside. I was too busy going over what I wrote so I didn’t bother to look up to see who’d entered the classroom. I automatically assumed it was probably a student running late. However, the sound of loud gasps rushing through the otherwise silent room caused me to look up to see what the commotion was all about. That was the first time I saw him. My gaze automatically drifted toward the silver-colored orbs he had for eyes. Never in my life had I seen eyes like those. It wasn’t just the color of them that was strange and incredibly alluring but the way he looked around the room also, as if searching for prey. Where that thought came from I had no idea, but I did agree that the description match him to a T.

The instructor spoke softly to him, but the boy only nodded several times, not even bothering to look at him. I thought that rude until I noticed he was too busy looking at…me.

My cheeks started to burn as he kept staring at me with those dangerously sensual eyes. No one had ever observed me that way before and it made me slightly uneasy. His quiet stare made me feel hot and uncomfortable all at once. After a silent staring contest, I turned my eyes away from him and decided to stare at the notes in front of me instead.

His eyes were intense, too much for me to handle without feeling as if I was going to be burned alive right on the spot. Good grief, no one ever had this mammoth effect on me before.

He was so different from the young men from around here. His demeanor held a hint of arrogance, boldness, and indifference unlike anything I’d perceived. Sure, some guys tended to act that way, but he took it up a notch. I took note of his dress code too: all-black casual wear—black hoodie, black shirt, black pants, black boots. Even his backpack was black. I could have easily accused him of being some kind of rock and roll groupie or maybe even a Goth-loving fan, but he didn’t appear to fit into either category.

However, the dark clothing only made his look more mysterious and it definitely brought out the color of his eyes even more. He was tall, too, very tall. If I had to guess what his height was, I would say six-foot-one or something close to that. His chestnut-colored hair was long, down to his shoulders, and he wore it lose. Something about him clearly screamed bad boy.