BOOK REVIEW - VAMPIRE HOLLOWS by TIM O'ROURKE - KIERA HUDSON # 5

By : Tim O'Rourke
Published By : Tim O'Rourke
Released : February 13th 2012, Kindle
Details : Kindle , 285 Pages

RATING:
5 SUSPENSE FILLED STARS!
6 AWESOMESAUCE END OF SERIES STARS!



Book Blurb : Taken From Goodreads

With nowhere else to run to but the Hollows, Kiera Hudson finds herself in a world like no other. Entrusted with a secret, she has to make her way to the mysterious Light House set hundreds of miles beneath the Earth. As she makes her journey, Kiera’s companions are being murdered one by one. But is the killer amongst them and is it Elias Munn?  

Not knowing who to trust, who to love and who to believe, Kiera makes the most dangerous journey of her life, in search of the Elders hidden within the walls of the Dust Palace. With time running out, Kiera knows she must finally choose which race should live and which race should die.


The final instalment in Kiera Hudson Series One.

BOOK REVIEW:



I finished Vampire Hollows in the wee hours and this is how I felt.

OMG!!

GOOOOOOOOOOOALLLLLLLLL!!!

SCOOOOOOORREE!!!

HOLY BATSHIT BATMAN!

I LAUGHED, I CRIED, I HURT!

BRILLIANT FINAL INSTALLMENT!

This would have to be one of the best endings I have read for a series wrap up, trust me, Tim did not hold back. I was peeking between my fingers. What Tim does to the reader.......... and you will never guess, some things!

My heart was hurting.

Tim has hit it out of the ball park! I literally cannot say much in this review as all Tim’s old and new fans are going to have to read his final instalment in the Kiera Hudson series to understand what I mean without me doing spoilers.


Tim so expertly wraps this series up with everything he has woven all the way through Kiera Hudson series. He really is very impressive.


What I can say is I virtually needed a paramedic on standby for the latter two thirds of this book. Tim was killing me with emotion. I was almost screaming at him. I needed a punching pillow.


Talk about brain scramble. I would be thinking I knew..........but then.........and then.........and , well, THEN................. it was becoming exhausting. I was playing tennis inside my head, all these possibilities. It was rather brilliant of Tim what he has done. I couldn’t be happier with the ending.


There is so much I want to say and I just can’t. I can’t even say Mr Cranky Pants name...ssshhhH!!!! I can’t say any of their names or else I will spill. Everything you have loved about Tim’s writing in his earlier books in this series is magnified in Vampire Hollows.


Tim has written the creepiest scenes and he will sucker punch you and.......he will hurt you.

I give the ending 6 out of 5, Pure Awesomesauce!

Freaking Awesome!!

FAVE QUOTES:


   We’ve just followed the pizza-boy halfway up a mountain to some doorway set into a mountainside, and we don’t know what’s on the other side of that door!”

   “Pizza-boy?” Sparky whimpered.

   “I think he’s talking about those spots on your face,” Isidor

said. “Get used to it, he says that sort of shit to me all the time.”





   “Couldn’t you lot use the front door like everybody else?” he

snapped over his shoulder. “I heard you were all a bunch of

mavericks, but this takes the piss!”

   “You mean there’s a front door?” I breathed..





   “Where are we?” I breathed, feeling breathless at the sight

before me.
   “A promise is a promise,” he smiled back at me, and I loved

that smile. It wasn’t his cocky smile, the one I’d so often wanted to wipe from his face, but it was the nice smile – the one that I had so often wanted to kiss, the one that made my heart race.



   “I said, I love you. Even though you can be the most

infuriating arsehole I’ve ever met, you smoke like a goddamn

chimney, you’re arrogant, foul-mouthed, and -”

   “Okay, so they are all my good points,” he cut in, “What don’t

you like about me?”





   “And what about you?” I asked him. “Do you have faith in me,

Potter?”

   “Does a bear shit in the woods?” he smiled and winked at me.





   Potter winked one of his black eyes at me, and said, “Sweetcheeks, two o’clock!”

   “What’s happening at two o’clock?” I breathed, shocked at

seeing him.

   “I’m holding a tea party,” he smirked. “What do you think I

mean when I say ‘two o’clock’?”



Michelle